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The Demon’s Bride

*Slow Burn Historical Fantasy Novel* Elise had about to change into the dress that was lying on the corner of her bed when she heard a knock lightly calling from her door. Curious, she turned the door knob only to have a tall man towering in front of her. “Master Ian!” She called. Ian smiled with the usual mischievous smirk that he always used. His crimson eyes trailing a little over her room and spotted the black dress over her bed and shifted his eyes over to the woman in front of him. He stepped forward and spoke. “Where did you acquire that dress?” “Mr. Harland gave it to me.” Elise replied and strained her neck to see Ian’s brows knitted in its elegance. “Do you know why a man would love to give a woman a dress?” He gave the riddle that she always had to think twice before replying. But this time, she found no answer and instead shook her head. “I don’t know.” His grin grew bewitching as though something had stirred deep inside the scarlet eyes that he had. He slowly slid his hand over the collar of her dress, sending a cold shiver that startled her for a moment due to its freezing temperature. After unbuttoning the first two buttons on her collar, he tilted his head down, whispering to her ears. “Because they want to be the one to undress the cloth.” He paused and kissed her neck, turning the pale skin to red before retracting his move to fix his eyes on her and leisurely replied. “Unfortunately, you can’t wear the dress over there with this.” He chuckled and passed a box over to her hand. “And the fortunate news is I prepared a dress for you.” Elise was a cursed little girl who could see ghosts. Her family hated her and threw her from one adoptive family to another. However, misfortune didn't act alone. When she was brought up by her aunt, she was sold as a slave. When she had thought she would become nothing but a sacrifice to the sorcerer, she was saved by a man whose identity was far different than a normal mythical being. *** This book is ORIGINAL and it is not Translation Join Author's discord: https://discord.gg/YPKueb4

mata0eve · Fantasía
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Mouse Trapping Cat-III

Entering the house, Elise took a look at her surroundings by her eyes. Beelzebub walk around the place to look around, walking toward the cupboards. While looking around, Elise noticed a few things on her own. She spotted the clean carpets underneath the wooden table and chair she and Ian sat on. There were basket of fruits and cupboards filled with plates but something was lacking that Elise can't tell.

Esther came back not soon after with teacups on a tray, and she sat down, placing the cups on the table. Elise helped her which Esther kindly refused with a smile, "Thank you," Elise said.

"Oh no problem, it's only tea, though I am not sure if it will suit your taste, this tea is-" Esther hadn't complete her explanation as she was stopped by Beelzebub who once again came just paper beside her left shoulders, taking one of the teacup which was still on the wooden tray.