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To Bewitch a Devil

What are the odds that Zavian, the son of the devil, would fall for the only woman whose destiny is to destroy him? In the beginning of time, war broke out between the fallen angels and the devil, and the devil was defeated and cast into the underworld. During the war, Zavian, the devil’s son, turned against his father and joined hands with the other demons to defeat him, which made the devil kill his son's wife as a punishment for betraying him. But 500 years later, there appeared a woman slave who looked exactly like his wife, and Zavian, who had longed for his dead wife, couldn’t help but get drawn to her. But the devil had other plans for his son. To return to earth his son has to die. Is the queen's doppelganger part of the devil's plans? Would Zavian fall right into his father’s trap or has fate got other plans for him? … Everyone stood before the king, the high and the low, with their heads bowed. This was the day they had waited for, for centuries. King Zavian was finally getting remarried. To strengthen the bond between the seven kingdoms of the earth, Zavian was to get married to one of the beautiful princesses standing in front of him. But his eyes were drawn to the lowly maid standing afar off. The witches had warned him about her, and he knew he shouldn’t be with her, but she was something he couldn't resist. The more he tried to run away from her, the more drawn he was to her. Even though everything in him screamed not to, Zavian stood up and walked past the princesses in front of him and to the maid; She was tiny in her dress, and her whole body trembled as he approached her, her eyes pinned to her feet, afraid to behold his face. He smiled as he held her face, tilting her head to look at him; ‘’Neera, will you be my queen?’’ And that was when all of hell broke loose... .... The novel is written by zhiruyi on webnovel.com.

zhiruyi · Fantasy
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She's not coming back

"At least you treat me like a guest, Zavian on the other hand, I can't blame him. My hands were too full to teach him any manners." Lydia brought the teacup to her mouth and smacked her lips in satisfaction. "Great flavor."

She looked up at Freya and gave her another one of her sickening smiles.

"I cannot stop what is to come to pass, Freya."

Freya's brows creased. "What do you mean?"

"It means..." Lydia leaned closer. "Zavian has already set the ball in motion long ago. What has happened, or what is happening started from his very own hands."

Freya searched her eyes for the taunt. "You are lying."

"Or maybe it is just hard for you to accept the truth," Lydia sat back and took another sip of her tea. "And where is that brother of yours?"

"That's none of your concern."

"You are right", Lydia nodded. She set the teacup down and stood, standing at the same height as her daughter. "Just tell him his lover isn't coming back."