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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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Dream Or Reality?

Ember woke up in the middle of the night. She had been sleeping ever since she unintentionally wandered in the field of Glass Mist Flowers. 

'I love you…' 

'I love you as well, Ember…'

Her own voice and the affectionate voice of a man who she confessed echoed within her mind.

When she opened her eyes, the familiar view of the ceiling from her own chamber welcomed her. With heavy-lidded eyes, she looked around the room dimly lit with a single lamp and tried to get ahold of her situation. 

'What was that? Did I… confess to Draven?' 

Her heart skipped a beat at this thought. 

'Did he say those words back to me?' She placed a hand over her chest, her breathing turning shallow as a flush of shyness spread across her cheeks. 'He did, right? He responded to my confession! He said he loves me back!' 

Just as she turned to her side to look at him, what greeted her was the sight of his side of the bed empty.