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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 · Fantaisie
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Princess To Be Feared-I

When Elise entered the room, she first noted the very large bed that was set in the middle of the room. She took off her shoes and took light steps to the fluffy rug before falling to the fluffy bed. Her head was filled with the deal she had made with her grandfather. It had been said that one thing that a person should never done in their life was to sign a contract with the devil but Elise had done the exact taboo which everyone had warned her not to.

Now alone, she tried to veer her own attention from the loneliness she felt. Now that Ian wasn't with her, Elise noticed how she spend most of her time less alone and always staying beside Ian. Both of them love the company of one another and for them to be separated it was their very first time. But this time, it wasn't a simple separation. 

Ian has died...

Elise closed shut her eyes and as if it wasn't died, she placed her arm over her eyes.