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Married to the Demon Prince

Who knew that a tiny cut to the finger would hook her to the dark lord? * Hell broke loose when the bloodthirsty demon prince and conquerer of the underworld was bonded to a brainless underling by a ring. For generations his ancestors ruled the world with the powerful ring. One day, it vanished from the surface of earth and their power slowly diminished. After searching for it for so long to reclaim what was rightfully theirs, it finally appeared... bonded to a human girl.... and being the direct decendant of the great king and the righful owner of the ring, it enslaved him. ******* Frustrated, Que felt like screaming and punching him, but sadly she couldn't do either. Wiggling her butt, she slid down from his midriff when his hand left her butt briefly only to land back sharply with a smack. Silence. Silence More silence. "Did...did you just spank me?" "Stay still." "That gave you no right to hit me!" "I'll do it again." "Get your paws off me!" "You are the one straddling me." "It was an accident! What were you trying to do?" "That's what they all say." "You... unbelievable!" With a swift motion, he shifted until she was underneath him, his weight crushing her. "Silence I said..." He growled into her ears a large paw covering her mouth. With his free hand he switched off the light. ******* As a famous doom bringer, Que was avoided by everyone. If her childhood sweetheart could abandon her, who wouldn't? Something definitely smells fishy when she got a marriage proposal out of the blue right after her engagement was called off. What's more, its to be signed in three days! . ***** Hi... Yours Truly here, Cover not mine,credit goes to the owner.

Blooming_Safflower · แฟนตาซี
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34. Cat Fight.

No matter how high your level of carefree-ness is, and let me tell you mine is very high. 'Live free, you only have one life' had always been my motor. As long as I've got food on my plate, a roof over my and I'm well, then everything is good and dandy. I don't pretty much care about what other people do or say about anything.

But there's always a limit to how much blow your self esteem can take that even we, -the I don't care what others say about me - crew can't help but become self conscious.

Que shrank back subconsciously standing in front of the other lady (why did it sound like the other woman? Get what I mean? The other woman.) who stood few meters away from her. 

Remember when I said all the demons I've met so far were good looking, no, extremely good looking? This lady right here isn't left out either. If the men could pull out such awesomeness and hotness, it's only natural for the ladies to match them or even surpass.