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Eternal Love of a Witch

Thomas Phyla, Prince of the Megalima Kingdom, who had been cast out of his throne and cursed by the White Wizard, happened to cross paths with Amara Iris, a Witch who had been imprisoned for hundreds of years. Iris used Thomas as a means of escape from the swamp of death, but when she realizes how much he is suffering as a result of the White Wizard's curse, she feels driven to work with the Prince to break the spell and keep Thomas by her sides as a soul mate. Because of the White Wizard's curse, Thomas was always at risk of passing away, he always died and occasionally came extremely close to passing away. When Morgan Lloyd, the werewolf who is thought to have killed his pack, shows up, everything becomes a complete mess. Iris is confused when the man suddenly decides to make her his life-and-death partner. Iris will do what? Will she leave with Morgan as the wolf's lover or stick by Thomas until the end and aid him in breaking the White Wizard's curse? "You are mine as long as we are linked!" Iris. "Whatever happens, I won't leave you." Thomas. "We must be together. You are my partner. Don't look at other men!" Morgan. Which choice will Iris make? A journey filled with murder, sacrifice, love, and warmth begins!

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300 Chs

Lioun Disappeared

The big fish that swallowed Thomas and Lioun slowly swam to the surface, Lioun glanced at the bracelet and took a breath.

"I feel Yuxie!" Lioun who was still hugging Thomas' legs, looked up, he almost made his whole body rest on the prince.

These big fish must have brought them to Wageri Island, they were probably a few meters from shore now.

"I know. Now please don't stick."

Thomas ruffled Lioun's hair and patted it lightly. The Dairy let go of his arms, but he still held onto the hem of Thomas' shirt.

Thomas looked at Lioun.

"I'm not hugging you, just holding your shirt." Lioun smiled broadly.

Thomas didn't say another word. He pushed the Lioun to stand behind him and took out a silver sword. A black shadow came out of his body and covered them both, Lioun tightened his grip on the hem of Thomas' shirt.

SRAT!