Witch's Daughter And The Devil's Son
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
Gift Of Gratitude
(Seren's POV)
After my brother left, I spent my time quietly inside my bedchamber. I had taken my medicines and eaten my food without a fuss, wanting my body to recover as much as possible given the short time I had left. A week was all I had, and I needed to be at least strong enough so I could run away.
Though Cian cared for me, in the end, I was being sent away, and he couldn't stop it. It was better to run away on my own and not implicate him. Since everyone wanted this witch to get out of this kingdom, so I would fulfill their wish—but on my own terms. I felt bad that I deceived my brother by using his words and permission as my way to escape this palace, but it could not be helped.
Around the evening, I found myself standing by the window, enjoying the refreshing sensation of wind against my skin.