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
Naive
Drayce returned to where his captain of knights and Arlan were talking while Seren went towards the riverbank. She sat on one of the huge rocks near the water and enjoyed the pleasant scenery. Although she was surrounded by people she did not know, she felt relaxed and happy. Unlike in Abetha, there was no need for her to hide and sneak out, and she could openly admire the view without the worry about being cursed by other people. Here, no one called her a witch.
'Must be because I am their queen,' she thought. One of the servants even placed a piece of cloth on the rock before she sat down, saying that her clothes must not go dirty. Such thoughtfulness and dedication were something she had never experienced, even with Martha. 'It's fine even if this is out of fear as long as no one is showing disgust or hostility to me. .'