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Cursed Witch Wronged By Fate

A dark witch disguised as a slave dares to fall into the trap of love... again! But this time, with no way out. ****** I am Sylvia Ibsen, a cursed witch wronged by fate! I am the most wanted dark witch in the Magical world- Larnwick and also in the human realm who desired immense power and immortality. The greed for power draws me to a sinful act, and a series of ominous events begins in the small town of Broughton. With my treacherous heart falling for a young man Corbin Addis, would I be able to choose between my dark desires and the warmth of love? After surviving many attempts on my life and letting a sick monster use my body any time he desires, I am ready to cling to one ray of hope I see in my life. But what if what I believe in my chance of happiness would turn out to be my most unforgiving mistake? Will fate be on my side for once? ****** Instagram- @author_rutujap Discord URL- https://discord.gg/wpyvsh42 *The cover is mine. Do not reuse.

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Just Some More Time!

It was past midnight. An owl hooted somewhere in the distance. Favian was fast asleep, drenched in his sweat after a tiresome night. His potbelly rose and fell with his every breath.

Beside him, Sylvia remained wide awake, staring at the ceiling in the dim light of half-burned candles. Her whole body ached, and the soreness between her legs seemed to be never seized.

Her hand went to the drawer of the bedside table. There was only one thing in that drawer hidden under a book. A knife.

A knife that could save her from misery and end the life of her tormenter. Her fingers played with that knife as a storm of thoughts hit her peace. Favian was vulnerable and defenceless. She could take advantage of that situation. But would she?

She snapped the drawer shut, her heart beating fast in her chest. She got out of the bed and walked into the bathroom. Wearing a satin gown, she went to wash her face with cold water.