The Devil's Cursed Witch
The tale of a man who brings death and a girl who denies it. ---- On the haunted mountain in the kingdom, they say there lived a witch. She was born a princess. But even before her birth, the priest declared her to be cursed and demanded her death. They poisoned the mother to kill the baby before she gave birth, but the baby was born out of the dead mother—a cursed child. Again and again, they tried to kill the baby but she miraculously survived every single attempt. Giving up, they abandoned her on the haunted mountain to die but she still survived on that barren land— A witch ‘Why won’t she die?’ Years later, the people finally had enough of the witch and decided to burn the mountain. But the Devil arrived to her rescue and took her with him from that burning place, because dying was not her destiny even then. Draven Amaris. The Black Dragon, who ruled over supernatural beings, the Devil who no one wished to cross a path with. He hated humans but this certain human girl would pull him towards her whenever she was in danger. ‘Is she really a human?’ He took the human with him and named this mysteriously tenacious girl “Ember”, a piece of glowing coal in a dying fire. A soul tainted with vengeance and the darkness of hell, would rise from the ashes and fulfil her revenge. ------ This is the second book from the series of The Devils and Witches. 1st book - Witch's daughter and the Devil's son. 3rd book- The Devil's Betrothed. All books are connected to each other but you can read them as stand-alone.
Another Dream
Warm sunlight leisurely had spread across the grassy field, causing the tall stalks of grass swaying along with the gentle wind to shine with a golden tinge, making the flatland give out a pleasant, surreal atmosphere.
A woman with beautiful mahogany hair was walking slowly in the middle of the field, her long hair braided with threads of real gold slowly moving along with the warm breeze. She was clad in a simple white dress that perfectly fitted her delicate-looking body, its long flowy skirt brushing along the ground with each step she took. Not just the field, even the woman herself shone like gold under the rays of the sun, making her look like a divine angel
The slender body dressed in white turned around and stopped in place. Lips the natural colour of rose, emerald green eyes that sparkled like gems, a small delicate face framed by locks of wavy mahogany hair falling on either side of her face, she looked like the most beautiful woman in existence.