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
Liked It Rough And Wild
Erebus kissed her roughly. It was urgent, frantic even, using his teeth in a manner that hurt her delicate lips, as if he was trying to savour her as quickly as he could. Though it wasn't the kind of kiss she was used to, Seren didn't mind this rough intimacy with Erebus.
In fact, she rather liked it. A different kiss from the same man she married, and she liked that wildness, the sense of unfamiliar familiarity from him. She let her body be pressed against his completely as she tiptoed and her arms circled around his neck so she could kiss him with more comfort.
Though he was not Drayce, he was still her husband; he didn't feel like a stranger to her but someone who belonged to her and to her alone.
In response to her, his hand around her waist held her firmly to support her weight, while his other hand roughly clutched the hair at the back of her head, angling her face the way he wished.
'Mine! My mate! Only mine!'