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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

Why would you do this

The tension in the fort was suffocating. Every movement, every whispered word, seemed amplified, as if the very air around us was thick with suspicion. Nathaniel and I continued to play our roles, feigning ignorance of Elara and her co-conspirator's betrayal.

We exchanged knowing glances only when we were certain no one else was looking, our silent communication becoming second nature as we navigated the dangerous waters of deception.

Each hour, we ventured further into the wilderness, continuing our search for the rogue demons that had brought us all together. The hunters moved with precision, their training evident in the way they scouted the terrain and kept watch over one another.

But now, with the knowledge of the traitors in our midst, every step felt like walking on a knife's edge.

The air was thick with the scent of damp earth and rotting leaves as we pressed on, the dense forest closing in around us.