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
True Identity
By the time the sun took its place in the sky, they were still busy fussing over me. Around this time, I would normally be eating my morning meal. However, I had no appetite today, and even if I had, no one also offered me food as it would make me not fit into the tiny corset they made me wear.
"We are done, Your Highness," one of the maids said as they all stepped back. For the past few hours, no one among them made idle chatter, and everyone was careful not to make a mistake. Even though they were touching me, it was obvious that they were afraid.
Martha stepped forward. "We are grateful for your assistance. I will do Her Highness's makeup on my own."
The maids looked as if they were pardoned from a crime and quickly left my chamber as soon as I dismissed them.
Alone with Martha, only then did I look at myself in the mirror.