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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 · Fantasia
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256 Chs

Get some rest

Pain was the first thing I felt as I drifted back to consciousness. It was dull, a throbbing ache that seemed to radiate from every part of my body. I tried to open my eyes, but the lids felt heavy, like they were weighted down by stones.

The world around me was dim, the air thick with the scent of herbs and something metallic blood, I realized, though it was faint. A slight rustling sound reached my ears, followed by the soft, rhythmic sound of breathing. Someone was in the room with me.

The infirmary. I was in the infirmary.

I forced my eyes open, squinting against the low light. The room came into focus slowly, the blurred edges sharpening until I could make out the details.

The stone walls of Leora Castle's infirmary loomed around me, casting shadows that danced with the flicker of a single candle on the bedside table. My body ached, but it was noticeably less than before. How long had I been out?