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.
When Thala reached outside, she saw two youths staring at her—a young elf and an even younger shapeshifter.
Erlos and Aureus were shocked to see the high-ranking witch, but before they could say a word, the witch disappeared from the mouth of the cave without even trying to stop these two, as if she didn't care what happened next.
The elf had no strong reaction to Thala—he was merely curious as to why that person was in this mountain instead of the Netherfields, but the eagle beside him knew more about the secret currents behind the day of mourning.
Seeing the witch in this place, of all places, Aureus could not help but get a bad feeling.
"I think we should check the cave," Aureus said. "It's the most suspicious."
Erlos nodded, and after glancing suspiciously around them, whispered, "That old woman who left, have you met her before? She's Thala Grimsbane, one of the oldest witches in Agartha. She's a recluse—"