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The cursed fae prince;Fated to die

Zeriel is a powerful CEO, a multi-billionaire known for his cold and ruthless demeanor, a man who has everything,except a heart open to love. To the world, he’s a shrewd businessman with no tolerance for weakness or attachment, but in truth, Zeriel hides a far darker secret. He is not human, but a hybrid of two fae lineages: one dark, one light. Born with ethereal wings and supernatural powers, he’s spent his life concealing his true identity, blending seamlessly into the human world. But Zeriel’s existence is shadowed by a curse: he is destined to die at thirty, a fate decreed at birth for being an “abomination” in the eyes of his people. To escape this grim destiny, Zeriel fled the fae realm and made a life among humans, focused solely on finding a way to break the curse. Love is not only unimportant to him; he believes it is a weakness, a trap for the foolhardy. Until he meets her: a human woman whose spirit challenges and infuriates him in equal measure. He despises her fiery resilience, her ability to see through his hardened exterior—but he is helplessly drawn to her, feeling emotions that had long ago turned to dust within him. As he battles his growing feelings, Zeriel is thrust into a dilemma. If he opens his heart to love, will he weaken himself and risk his only chance at survival? Or could this forbidden love hold the key to saving his life, transforming him into something his people could never imagine? Join Zeriel on a perilous journey where dark secrets unravel, battles are waged in both realms, and one love could alter the fate of two worlds. Will he defy his curse, or will his heart betray him when he needs it most?

Seaquin · Fantasi
Peringkat tidak cukup
86 Chs

Almighty Zeriel reduced to an errand boy

Zeriel stood frozen, the food tray trembling in his hand. The cacophony of impatient voices around him pressed in, the restaurant's atmosphere suffocating and far removed from anything he had ever experienced. Sweat trickled down his temple as he glanced around, unsure of his next move. This wasn't part of his plan. He had come here with confidence, determined to win Alisha's mother over. But now, with plates balancing precariously in his hands and customers glaring at him, he felt completely out of his depth.

His gaze flicked toward the elderly woman who had tasked him with serving. Mrs. Beatrice. He instinctively knew it had to be her—Alisha's mother. If earning her favor meant enduring this chaos, he wouldn't back down. Taking a steadying breath, Zeriel steeled himself.