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The Demon’s Bride

*Slow Burn Historical Fantasy Novel* Elise had about to change into the dress that was lying on the corner of her bed when she heard a knock lightly calling from her door. Curious, she turned the door knob only to have a tall man towering in front of her. “Master Ian!” She called. Ian smiled with the usual mischievous smirk that he always used. His crimson eyes trailing a little over her room and spotted the black dress over her bed and shifted his eyes over to the woman in front of him. He stepped forward and spoke. “Where did you acquire that dress?” “Mr. Harland gave it to me.” Elise replied and strained her neck to see Ian’s brows knitted in its elegance. “Do you know why a man would love to give a woman a dress?” He gave the riddle that she always had to think twice before replying. But this time, she found no answer and instead shook her head. “I don’t know.” His grin grew bewitching as though something had stirred deep inside the scarlet eyes that he had. He slowly slid his hand over the collar of her dress, sending a cold shiver that startled her for a moment due to its freezing temperature. After unbuttoning the first two buttons on her collar, he tilted his head down, whispering to her ears. “Because they want to be the one to undress the cloth.” He paused and kissed her neck, turning the pale skin to red before retracting his move to fix his eyes on her and leisurely replied. “Unfortunately, you can’t wear the dress over there with this.” He chuckled and passed a box over to her hand. “And the fortunate news is I prepared a dress for you.” Elise was a cursed little girl who could see ghosts. Her family hated her and threw her from one adoptive family to another. However, misfortune didn't act alone. When she was brought up by her aunt, she was sold as a slave. When she had thought she would become nothing but a sacrifice to the sorcerer, she was saved by a man whose identity was far different than a normal mythical being. *** This book is ORIGINAL and it is not Translation Join Author's discord: https://discord.gg/YPKueb4

mata0eve · แฟนตาซี
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Playing Fool-II

Ian felt a swirl around him. At once, he quickly hold what was the most important to him only to see the entire place around him disappeared. His hand tried to catch Elise's hand before it disappeared but by the time his fingers reached, he only went through a clump of fogs that disappeared at once. 

His eyebrows furrowed. Knowing Apollyon's goal had always to kill either him or Elise, he knew he had to find her quick. He made his way into the fog, disregarding how dangerous it might be as the fogged view would hinder his sight from upcoming attacks coming from his enemies but Ian had no time in the world to care about getting an injury.

"As hasty as always," a voice came from behind him, the voice youthful but the owner of the voice had spoke in a gloom tone that made him sounds older than his voice. 

Ian stopped his stride. Without the need to look back, he could tell who it was, "Was leading a double life fun, Caleb?"