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The heartbreaker perfect match

Ciara Cromwell, 28 , the alluring and rebellious daughter of the Demon Queens, is known for her striking beauty, characterized by her stark white hair, piercing red eyes, and the black horns adorning her forehead. With a reputation as a heartbreaker, Ciara revels in fleeting romances and one-night stands, scoffing at the notion of true love. Contrasting her tumultuous life is Aeliana Whitfield, a diligent and kind-hearted human girl determined to make a difference. At 26, Aeliana works tirelessly as an assistant to Leora, Ciara's wise and powerful grandmother. Aeliana’s inner beauty matches her outer appearance, Black hair green eyes a beatiful face and body though she often hides her stunning looks beneath modest attire. Unlike the many who fall for Ciara's charm, Aeliana despises her and would rather face any peril than succumb to her advances. When Leora, seeing the potential for something greater, decides to use the Perfect Match system to pair Ciara with her true love, the results shock everyone: Ciara and Aeliana are the perfect match of each other. Bound by fate and the whims of a powerful enchantment, the two women must navigate their animosity and discover whether love can truly bloom between a demoness who scorns it and a human who yearns for it.

K_Mopo · Fantaisie
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255 Chs

Maybe you can cook for me

Leora and I sat in her opulent office, a map of our territory spread out before us, marked with red pins denoting the locations of rogue demon sightings. The sheer number of pins was unsettling.

"These sightings are abnormally high," Leora said, tapping a pin near the western border. "Something is stirring them up, but I can't pinpoint what."

I nodded, frowning at the map. "It's like they're organizing, or being driven by some unknown force. If we don't get this under control, it could lead to chaos."

Leora sighed, running a hand through her red hair. "We need to send a team to investigate, but we can't afford to leave the castle short-staffed right now. There's just too much work to be done here."

"I understand," I replied, my mind already racing with potential solutions. "What if we send a small reconnaissance team first, just to gather information? Then we can decide on a full-scale response based on what they find."