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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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246 Chs

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The fort was still, a quiet that was almost unnerving after the chaos of the battle. The remnants of the fight were scattered around us broken weapons, splintered wood, and the lingering scent of demonic energy that clung to the air like a foul mist.

My body ached with every movement, a constant reminder of the injuries I had sustained, but I was alive. We both were, and that was enough to keep me moving.

Nathaniel was beside me, his presence steady and reassuring. He had been keeping a close watch on me since I'd been injured, his usual playful demeanor replaced by a seriousness that made me feel safe, protected.

As the hours passed, we heard the sound of footsteps approaching the fort. They were careful, deliberate, and I felt my body tense in response.