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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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Morpheus, Are You My Mate As Well?

"Now, don't glare at me like that. I'll answer, I'll answer. Come on, don't be annoyed, little female,"  Morpheus said and she stopped as she heard him again, "Why don't you take a seat first? Seems like we'll be talking for a while." 

Ember shook her head and remained standing, choosing to lean on the balcony railing like Morpheus, though her hands were on the loose parts of her long hair, trying to keep them from being swept by the wind.

Morpheus tilted his head as he considered where to start. "First, tell me what you know about being someone's mate."

"From what everyone said, I understood that mate means I am the King's person now. But it doesn't seem to mean becoming his subordinate or servant since he has given me his surname. Doesn't that mean I am his family…?  According to what others said, the King has marked me and that's why I'm his mate."