Devil's Imposter Bride
"Just call my name, and I will stop, Lia," he whispered seductively, his lips pressed against my calf. I felt a shiver run down my spine at his words. He was giving me a way out, a chance to escape this dangerous game we were playing. But I didn't want him to stop. I wanted to feel his touch and lose myself in the passion building between us. "Call my name, Lia," he whispered, his breath hot against my skin, his passionate eyes gazing back at mine. At that moment, I knew I lost. *** Life was mediocre for Amara until her Master brought a proposal for her or more like, it was an order: she was to marry the wicked Lord Damien. Refusal was out of the question for her, as she was merely a slave —a servant burdened by her parents' debts. Just when all hope seemed lost, and she resigned herself to her fate, a mysterious man shows up in front of her, kills the evil old lord, kidnaps her brother, and gives her certain tasks to complete. If she doesn't, then he will kill her brother. As Amara embarks on her journey to save her brother, she finds herself in the clutches of a handsome prince - a devil prince. Despite the danger that surrounds him, she is instantly drawn to his captivating charms. As she struggles to fulfill the tasks set by the mysterious man, her heart is pulled in two directions. On one hand, she feels an undeniable attraction to the devil prince; on the other, she is determined to do whatever it takes to save her brother's life. Will Amara be able to complete the tasks given to her by the mysterious man? Will she be able to save her brother's life? And what will happen when her assigned tasks clash with her feelings for the devil prince, forcing her to choose between her love for him and her family? *** The cover doesn't belong to me. All credit goes to the original owner.
Down the memory lane - XII
Rhys stepped closer to Slyvia, taking her hand in his. "Come, my dear bride. I've organized a magnificent wedding banquet just for you," he said with a smile. "Even more extravagant than that devil's."
Slyvia shot him a fierce look and raised her hand, ready to strike. In an instant, a flash of green light shot toward Rhys. He sighed, deflected her spell effortlessly, and reappeared right behind her. Before she could defend herself, he launched an attack, and Slyvia collapsed, unconscious.
As her body fell, Rhys caught her gently in his arms, gazing at her with a tender expression. "I'm sorry, Slyvia. I didn't mean to hurt you, but what made you so rebellious?"
With a wave of his hand, he opened a portal in the middle of the room. I watched in astonishment as a woman emerged from the portal, looking exactly like Slyvia. She approached Rhys and bowed. He chuckled softly, pointing toward the bed. "Go sit over there and wait for your groom to arrive."