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The Devil's Cursed Witch

The tale of a man who brings death and a girl who denies it. ---- On the haunted mountain in the kingdom, they say there lived a witch. She was born a princess. But even before her birth, the priest declared her to be cursed and demanded her death. They poisoned the mother to kill the baby before she gave birth, but the baby was born out of the dead mother—a cursed child. Again and again, they tried to kill the baby but she miraculously survived every single attempt. Giving up, they abandoned her on the haunted mountain to die but she still survived on that barren land— A witch ‘Why won’t she die?’ Years later, the people finally had enough of the witch and decided to burn the mountain. But the Devil arrived to her rescue and took her with him from that burning place, because dying was not her destiny even then. Draven Amaris. The Black Dragon, who ruled over supernatural beings, the Devil who no one wished to cross a path with. He hated humans but this certain human girl would pull him towards her whenever she was in danger. ‘Is she really a human?’ He took the human with him and named this mysteriously tenacious girl “Ember”, a piece of glowing coal in a dying fire. A soul tainted with vengeance and the darkness of hell, would rise from the ashes and fulfil her revenge. ------ This is the second book from the series of The Devils and Witches. 1st book - Witch's daughter and the Devil's son. 3rd book- The Devil's Betrothed. All books are connected to each other but you can read them as stand-alone.

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Has The Destiny Changed Again?

The next morning, Honeyharbor City, the main city of witches…

A red-haired woman was sitting in front of a mirror, mindlessly brushing her long hair, her eyes swollen as she stared at her pale image without really seeing it. There were no streaks on her cheeks, but it was apparent that she had been shedding tears for hours prior. 

Her heart was empty, yearning for the one she had just lost. Though she knew they were never meant for each other, she was satisfied by his mere existence, catching a glimpse of him from time to time… and now, even that was no longer possible. 

She had to prepare herself to go to him, to see him one last time. 

Ever since the day of mourning, Cornelia Grimm had locked herself in her room. She had no courage to go to Morpheus' wake, as unlike others, she could not face reality. 

But now, she had to. It was time to bid farewell to the man she could only silently admire in her heart..