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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

New Body

Thomas knew his little body was weak, but he didn't expect to be lying in a coffin for days with an erratic body temperature.

Iris didn't seem to mind at all. She diligently took care of Thomas, then she combed her hair all the time while humming happily. Thomas wasn't sure Iris thought of him as a partner, instead of being treated as a husband, Thomas was treated more like Iris's son.

"Why did you wake up?" Iris helped Thomas sit up, her face was getting brighter day by day, in contrast to Thomas's, who was getting paler.

"I want to take a shower," said Thomas curtly. He walked slowly to the pool.

Iris sat back down, this time coloring her fingernails with red marsh leaves.

Litzy is still a dog following Thomas, acting as a watchdog.

Thomas knew sooner or later he would have to draw magic runes again. He didn't know Iris, but he had met a lot of witches. No witches were good without reward, they were cunning and had ulterior motives.

He immersed himself in the pool's water, his gaze fixed on his left wrist. There was a thin red line coiled around it, the line appeared as soon as he woke up. The Witches said it was a symbol of possession, he and Iris were soul mates.

But he knew that once Iris found a new body, this bond could just disappear.

"Tommy, are you all right?" Iris drew closer, and Thomas turned embarrassed.

Iris took a cloth and rubbed her hair.

"I'm fine," said Thomas as he quickly got up and put on his clothes.

'Look, I'm being treated like a child again.'

When Iris brushed his hair, the woman stuck her head above Thomas's, her long hair hitting Thomas's face.

Thomas touched the hair, so smooth and soft, brought it up to his nose, and smelled it, the intense scent of roses stinging his nose, the longer he was near Iris, the more trapped he became in this witch's charm.

Iris had hypnotized him in an instant!

"I'm going to draw magic runes today," Thomas said as he looked up, looking Iris straight in the eye, blushing again.

"Good. The sooner we get out of here the better."

They walked towards a flat rock at the edge of the swamp with Litzy behind, Thomas cut his fingers, drawing the magic runes on the rock.

Iris noticed the rune that Thomas drew. It was a magical rune that was rarely used; only high-level witches could learn it.

From the start, she knew that Thomas was hiding something.

With hands covered in blood, Thomas finished the rune. He cast a spell, a spell Iris had never heard of before, Iris hugged Thomas from behind and Litzy climbed up Thomas' head in her mouse form.

"Iris...." Thomas mumbled, the hug was so tight, Iris just stayed silent and wrapped the two of them in her robe, placing her head on Thomas' small shoulder.

"It worked."

"PRASH ...."

Within seconds, their bodies were absorbed by the black shadow rapidly, Thomas felt the sensation of his body floating with tightness in his chest. He lost consciousness again.

"PLASH ...."

Instantly, their bodies were thrown out of the lake, Iris hugged Thomas tightly, and they fell on a pile of wood on the edge of the green lake, Iris cheered. They were somewhere else!

Finally, She came out of hell!

"Tommy, we did it!" Iris exclaimed happily, glancing at Thomas motionless. The little human was exhausted.

'He's so weak' Iris sneered inwardly, she laid Thomas on a pile of wood, his pale body in the sun.

Iris's eyes turned cold, put back her cloak, Litzy turned back into a dog and lay in a circle beside Thomas.

"I'm going to find a human," Iris said coldly as if she understood. Litzy nodded while sticking her tongue out.

Iris walked away while looking around, they were on a hill. From a distance, Iris saw a village and a horse farm, the woman smiled faintly.

"Dynastiolisha."

Iris casts a spell, uses shape-shifting magic, and becomes a manly and handsome man, a lizard she meets is turned into a black horse, and Iris casually heads to the village, looking around and looking for targets.

She had to find a beautiful and rich girl for her body, her magic would only last for an hour.

This village is very simple, the houses are made of wooden planks, and several young sheepherders passed by, looking at Iris with envy.

Several cow-milking girls looked at Iris with unblinking eyes, Iris smiled faintly.

Iris arrived at a bar in the middle of the village, and the smell of wine and bread immediately invaded Iris's senses, she looked around, many village youths were drinking there, in groups or alone, she chose to sit at a corner table and ordered a bottle of wine.

Seeing the arrival of a dashing and handsome young man, couldn't help but a bar girl approach.

"I've never seen you before," said the woman with long blonde hair. Her clothes were very short and inviting, she came over and sat beside Iris, trying to tease her.

Iris smiled, this woman has a strong soul core, she can cover up Thomas's lack of soul, which is very suitable.

"I'm from the capital, a traveler," Iris replied calmly.

"Oh, what brought you here?"

"I had an accident on the way, all my money was taken by mountain robbers."

"How pitiful you are," the woman said, as she stroked Iris's arm.

"Right, I'm having a hard time finding a bed tonight,"

The woman chuckled with a red face, the scent of Iris' body made her feel drunk.

"I have a room upstairs, if you want we can ...."

Iris smiled. This woman is very easily tricked. "I don't have money to pay you,"

The woman hugged her with longing eyes, "I will pay you."

Iris smiled, stroking the woman's back sensually, her fingers playing on her lips.

"I can't wait for that."

The woman cheered, pulling herself closer together, either drunk from Iris' scent or from drinking too much wine. She impatiently took Iris upstairs, where there were rows of rooms and beautiful women she met at every door, Iris smirked.

In the last room, where pink was opened, the woman was groping Iris incessantly.

"You are very beautiful." Iris praised sincerely. Her skin was very smooth and well-groomed, and her body was firm and plump.

I want this body, Iris thought, grinning.

"So perfect," continued Iris. The woman looked very happy, she teased Iris, pulling her to the bed. Their current position was that Iris was on top of the woman.

"I want to ...."

Iris' arms were wrapped around the woman's neck. They stared at each other for a while, and then the woman suddenly gasped in surprise.

"Acromyrmexiussha!"

Iris's eyes turned dark red, and the red light from their bodies attacked the woman tightly. The woman couldn't resist, she glared and couldn't breathe.

"Kkhh...shhh.." The woman is ugly, Iris is getting more and more eager to kill her, and the core of the woman's soul is completely absorbed.

The woman's body shriveled up, like dry wood, no longer breathing, slumped on the bed. Iris smiled in satisfaction, got up, and expressed concern in the large mirror.

"I'm back," she exclaims happily, twirling around.

Iris is currently visible on her body like a seventeen-year-old girl, mole and plump, her face shining brightly, red as a ruby, and flowing perfectly.

Iris was many times more beautiful than when she absorbed Thomas' soul core.

Iris moved her hand, the cupboard opened, and took out the woman's money, putting it in her magic pocket. Iris had killed her and now she was plundering the woman's treasure.

Elsewhere, on the edge of the green lake, Thomas was revealing his left hand. The thin red line was slowly fading.