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The heartbreaker perfect match

Ciara Cromwell, 28 , the alluring and rebellious daughter of the Demon Queens, is known for her striking beauty, characterized by her stark white hair, piercing red eyes, and the black horns adorning her forehead. With a reputation as a heartbreaker, Ciara revels in fleeting romances and one-night stands, scoffing at the notion of true love. Contrasting her tumultuous life is Aeliana Whitfield, a diligent and kind-hearted human girl determined to make a difference. At 26, Aeliana works tirelessly as an assistant to Leora, Ciara's wise and powerful grandmother. Aeliana’s inner beauty matches her outer appearance, Black hair green eyes a beatiful face and body though she often hides her stunning looks beneath modest attire. Unlike the many who fall for Ciara's charm, Aeliana despises her and would rather face any peril than succumb to her advances. When Leora, seeing the potential for something greater, decides to use the Perfect Match system to pair Ciara with her true love, the results shock everyone: Ciara and Aeliana are the perfect match of each other. Bound by fate and the whims of a powerful enchantment, the two women must navigate their animosity and discover whether love can truly bloom between a demoness who scorns it and a human who yearns for it.

K_Mopo · Fantasi
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246 Chs

Still think you’ve won?

Ciara and I strolled outside, the air thick with that unmistakable tension that seemed to hover whenever we were together. The courtyard stretched wide before us, framed by tall stone walls and archways that seemed to reach out to the hazy sky.

The sounds of clashing swords filled the air, punctuated by grunts of exertion and sharp commands. Demon soldiers were practicing their swordplay, their forms fluid and deadly, each movement precise. I watched them for a moment, mesmerized by their synchronization.

Ciara's eyes sparkled with mischief as she nudged me with her elbow. "You ever faced a demon in combat?" she asked, her tone teasing but with an edge of genuine curiosity.

I turned to her, raising an eyebrow. "I've faced many things. Demons… not so much."

She smirked. "Wanna try your luck?"