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Betrothed To The Night

A phoenix's blood is priceless. One taste transforms into a drug, a cure, and, unfortunately, an addiction that can unleash the ferocious and wild sides of even the purest being. The creatures of the night decimated half of the population of the phoenixes until the strongest declared war on them, which eventually led to a compromise and a sacrifice. In a secluded life, Eleanor Dankworth grew up with a rebellious spirit. However, her peaceful existence ended when her entire family was brutally massacred in front of her on her eighteenth birthday. Just as she thought things couldn't get worse, her betrothed, arrived to claim her. Ares Mazitzis. His very presence could lead one to believe he was the devil. And despite his title as the emperor's illegitimate son, deceitful, malicious, and apathetic entities bow to him. Feared by his people and his family because of the darkness within him, Ares main goal is to find and claim his betrothed, as she was nothing more than a sacrificial lamb. What happens he finds warmth and love from the lamb? What happens when all he wants to do is protect her from the looming darkness and himself? A creature of the night and a phoenix of light... It is a love that shocked and perilously struck the world.

Mystic_Fantasy73 · Fantasía
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YOU'RE NOT KIDDING

The following days were marked by a mix of chilliness and warmth between the couple. As Eleanor carefully brushed her hair, she looked at Ares' reflection in the mirror. He emerged from the bathroom in a robe and walked into the closet without a word.

She bit her lower lip and halted brushing. "You mentioned the ball is for the Luna of Celestia's birthday. Are you close to the royal family?"

"No... Well, in a way, yes. The Luna's son, the next alpha, is a close acquaintance of mine," he replied, dressing effortlessly.

"You actually have someone close to you besides Kaito?" Eleanor asked, scoffing in surprise.

"It's complicated," Ares said, emerging from the closet, impeccably dressed for the night. He gently took the brush from her hand.

"Stay away from him," he warned, his eyes serious. "He's more intense and unstable than I am. No one would want to miss having the last phoenix's blood."