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The Demon In Guise: Send Me Those Souls

**For Every Princess dreams of a prince charming who will sweep her off her feet. It was different for Azrael. It was a nightmare.** Having been married seven times, Azrael lost her husbands on the night of her weddings. Nobody knows how or why the young men died. It becomes a mystery and the king, her father keeps it a secret. When she clocks twenty, the king decides to arrange a ball that can bring all the princes of the world to his court. Then, he would choose a groom for his daughter. Azrael is scared to marry again… Dark clouds are hovering around her roof. She must not invite a young man in. However, she must send those souls! He…Azriel is the true heir to the throne of Akkad. After the brutal killing of his parents, he runs and seeks refuge in the land of Genasi. Many years later, he has master the sword and the desire to kill his enemies grows stronger. He demands revenge and justice. He is stopped when he meets her, capturing her to satiate his maddening thirst for blood. But it is just the beginning. For her existence is his destruction. Book cover not mine....credit goes to the golden hands that created such a beautiful work.

Ella_Dominic23 · Fantasia
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92 Chs

The Match.

GMy fingers trembled as Azriel's name was announced. It was his turn now. The other men who lost left with injuries on their bodies. I wondered if he could stand them.

"Are you enjoying yourself?" Father asked for the seventh time. I nodded with a brief smile. This was the form of his entertainment. He enjoyed it and expected me to.

"The Youngest lord is going now," my aunt said all of a sudden. She sat next to my father on the left side.

"You know him?" Father was surprised that she did.

"Yes, he is a nice man" she complimented giving me a wink. I knew what she was doing. Aunt Annabel was preparing a smooth path for Azriel. If he wins today then, he would find favor in the eyes of my father.

"We don't know yet" Queen Ivy interrupted. She was going to spill the beans if my aunt insists.

"Stop arguing all of you," Father said at last. "He is good-looking but too curious. Curiosity is not good for men of his age. It led most of them to death."