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The Devil's Cursed Witch

The tale of a man who brings death and a girl who denies it. ---- On the haunted mountain in the kingdom, they say there lived a witch. She was born a princess. But even before her birth, the priest declared her to be cursed and demanded her death. They poisoned the mother to kill the baby before she gave birth, but the baby was born out of the dead mother—a cursed child. Again and again, they tried to kill the baby but she miraculously survived every single attempt. Giving up, they abandoned her on the haunted mountain to die but she still survived on that barren land— A witch ‘Why won’t she die?’ Years later, the people finally had enough of the witch and decided to burn the mountain. But the Devil arrived to her rescue and took her with him from that burning place, because dying was not her destiny even then. Draven Amaris. The Black Dragon, who ruled over supernatural beings, the Devil who no one wished to cross a path with. He hated humans but this certain human girl would pull him towards her whenever she was in danger. ‘Is she really a human?’ He took the human with him and named this mysteriously tenacious girl “Ember”, a piece of glowing coal in a dying fire. A soul tainted with vengeance and the darkness of hell, would rise from the ashes and fulfil her revenge. ------ This is the second book from the series of The Devils and Witches. 1st book - Witch's daughter and the Devil's son. 3rd book- The Devil's Betrothed. All books are connected to each other but you can read them as stand-alone.

Mynovel20 · Fantasy
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453 Chs

Cooking

Draven cooking.

Outside of the room was a small dining area with a kitchen, and her half-naked mate had his back on her, busy cooking. 

She rubbed her eyes with a hand, trying to check whether she's dreaming or what.

'Ha ha, of course this is a dream. Otherwise, it doesn't make sense. My dreams are being so weird these days. I need to get out of it.' 

She pinched her arm, only to whine in pain. 

"Ouch, that hurts—"

Draven heard her and looked in her direction. Seeing her distorted expression, he walked towards her with a ladle in hand. "What happened?"

She blinked a few times at him. The mixture of his forest scent, smoke and delicious broth caused her to dumbly gawk at him. "It's…not a dream?"

He looked at the red patch on her arm where she had pinched herself and rubbed the place gently with his thumb. "It's not a dream."