He fell for her rare purple eyes. Then, thought to have her whole. ------ That night, the delicate purple-eyed woman in a wedding dress sat on their bed as her husband observed her with a grin. "So,” he drawled, his voice wicked and magnetic, “I can't see my wife's face even on my wedding night?" "Your Majesty has promised to fulfil my one wish," the woman commented, securing the veil that covered the lower half of her face with slightly trembling hands. He stared into her mysterious rare purple eyes. "May I ask, why such a wish?" She stared back at him. "Your Majesty might not like to see ugly things.” He smirked and stepped towards her. "But, I never had a liking towards pretty things." ------ Seren, the infamous daughter of the witch, and Drayce, the ruthless and vicious son of the Devil. No one had ever seen her face as the witches are meant to be ugly, but he was the one who never searched for beauty. She was cursed to never fall in love, but he wished to be the only man she would ever love. A cursed princess married off to the Devil's son to destroy his kingdom but the Devil's son had a different plan for her. The secret of her birth will be revealed only to lead the way to unleash the hidden powers inside her which no one can control. With the hidden dangers desiring her power, can Drayce and Seren protect one another or will the darkness swallow them whole? ------ This is the first book from "Devil and Witch" series. Book one- Witch's Daughter and The Devil's son. Book two - The Devil's Cursed witch. Book Three- The Devil's Betrothed. Both books are connected to each other but you can read them as stand-alone. ------ Instagram- mynovel.20 Discord - Given in the chapters FB group- mynovel20's novels
Their ordinary-looking carriages continued to travel through the darkness of the night. After hours of traveling, the two carriages stopped.
Seren, who fell asleep while leaving her head on Drayce's shoulder, was jolted awake. She rubbed her eyes and asked, "Have we reached our destination?"
Drayce had been listening to the conversation outside, and replied, "Not yet, but we have to get down the carriage."
He helped her climb down the carriage and she saw that they were no longer in the forest. They were at the bank of a large river, with nothing but the lanterns on their carriages to light the way.
It was still deep into the night, the moon somewhat shrouded by the clouds, and she found a single boat large enough to carry their group floating silently on the black waters.
Just then, King Armen came to them, his expression tranquil as usual.