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Married to the Demon God

[Mature Content!] In a world where power and wealth dictated one's fate, Eliana was born into a life of poverty, the daughter of a humble villager. Tragedy struck early when her mother passed away at just six years old, leaving a void that was quickly filled by her father's new wife-a ruthless duchess from the village. The duchess brought with her four children of her own: one son and three daughters, all spoiled and cruel. They despised Eliana for her destitute roots, treating her as little more than a burden. Her father, once a loving man, turned a blind eye to her suffering at the hands of her stepfamily, becoming a mere shadow of the protector she once knew. The years passed unforgivingly, and by eighteen, Eliana had been reduced to a servant in her own home, subject to the whims and cruelties of her stepmother and step-siblings. Seeing no further use for the girl, the duchess arranged a marriage to a reclusive duke from a neighboring town. The duke, an eccentric man needing a wife merely to uphold appearances, accepted the arrangement without a second thought. Little did the scheming duchess know the dark truth behind the man she so eagerly married off her stepdaughter to. The so-called duke was no mere nobleman; he was the Demon God himself, a being of unimaginable power who ruled over all creation. Feared by mortals and deities alike, his true nature was hidden behind the guise of a simple lord, using his estate as a place of respite from the burdens of his eternal dominion.

LJDRLwanen · Fantasie
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78 Chs

Unveiling Truths

The gardens of Ravenwood were a tapestry of autumnal splendor, the leaves ablaze with hues of gold, crimson, and russet. As Eliana and Sebastian strolled along the winding paths, their footsteps crunching on fallen leaves, a sense of anticipation hung in the air. The silence that had once separated them now felt charged with unspoken words, waiting to be released.

They reached a secluded clearing, where a marble fountain trickled softly amidst a bed of late-blooming roses. Sebastian paused, his silver eyes meeting Eliana's with a newfound intensity.

"Eliana," he began, his voice low and measured, "there is something I must tell you. Something I have kept hidden for far too long."

She nodded, her heart quickening with a mixture of curiosity and apprehension. "I'm listening, Sebastian."

He took a deep breath, as if steeling himself for a difficult confession. "I am not merely the Duke of Ravenwood. I am... something more. Something ancient and powerful."