Witch's Daughter And The Devil's Son
He fell for her rare purple eyes. Then, thought to have her whole. ------ That night, the delicate purple-eyed woman in a wedding dress sat on their bed as her husband observed her with a grin. "So,” he drawled, his voice wicked and magnetic, “I can't see my wife's face even on my wedding night?" "Your Majesty has promised to fulfil my one wish," the woman commented, securing the veil that covered the lower half of her face with slightly trembling hands. He stared into her mysterious rare purple eyes. "May I ask, why such a wish?" She stared back at him. "Your Majesty might not like to see ugly things.” He smirked and stepped towards her. "But, I never had a liking towards pretty things." ------ Seren, the infamous daughter of the witch, and Drayce, the ruthless and vicious son of the Devil. No one had ever seen her face as the witches are meant to be ugly, but he was the one who never searched for beauty. She was cursed to never fall in love, but he wished to be the only man she would ever love. A cursed princess married off to the Devil's son to destroy his kingdom but the Devil's son had a different plan for her. The secret of her birth will be revealed only to lead the way to unleash the hidden powers inside her which no one can control. With the hidden dangers desiring her power, can Drayce and Seren protect one another or will the darkness swallow them whole? ------ This is the first book from "Devil and Witch" series. Book one- Witch's Daughter and The Devil's son. Book two - The Devil's Cursed witch. Book Three- The Devil's Betrothed. Both books are connected to each other but you can read them as stand-alone. ------ Instagram- mynovel.20 Discord - Given in the chapters FB group- mynovel20's novels
Stay Here For The Night
Esther looked at the man who was staring out of the window blankly. She could smell the alcohol in the air, and it looked like didn't even sense her presence, as if he had numbed his mind from thinking or blocked himself from feeling anything.
"Theron?"
It was a soft voice, almost a whisper, but King Theron felt as if he was stabbed in the chest upon hearing the sadness in that familiar sweet voice. He thought it was an illusion caused by his drinking at first, but then he realized that the invisible pull in his soul was urging him to turn around.
Slowly, he turned his head to look at the woman standing in the middle of his bedchamber. Her beautiful eyes were moist and full of guilt. The sight instantly sobered him up.
It was his wife, the same wife he loved more than anyone else in this world, yet seeing her standing there felt so strange.