The Devil's Cursed Witch
The tale of a man who brings death and a girl who denies it. ---- On the haunted mountain in the kingdom, they say there lived a witch. She was born a princess. But even before her birth, the priest declared her to be cursed and demanded her death. They poisoned the mother to kill the baby before she gave birth, but the baby was born out of the dead mother—a cursed child. Again and again, they tried to kill the baby but she miraculously survived every single attempt. Giving up, they abandoned her on the haunted mountain to die but she still survived on that barren land— A witch ‘Why won’t she die?’ Years later, the people finally had enough of the witch and decided to burn the mountain. But the Devil arrived to her rescue and took her with him from that burning place, because dying was not her destiny even then. Draven Amaris. The Black Dragon, who ruled over supernatural beings, the Devil who no one wished to cross a path with. He hated humans but this certain human girl would pull him towards her whenever she was in danger. ‘Is she really a human?’ He took the human with him and named this mysteriously tenacious girl “Ember”, a piece of glowing coal in a dying fire. A soul tainted with vengeance and the darkness of hell, would rise from the ashes and fulfil her revenge. ------ This is the second book from the series of The Devils and Witches. 1st book - Witch's daughter and the Devil's son. 3rd book- The Devil's Betrothed. All books are connected to each other but you can read them as stand-alone.
Finally, There Is Someone Who Can Hurt Me
Draven woke up in a good mood, though no one could see it from his expressionless face.
He had a good sleep after having quite a thrilling and interesting adventure the previous night. Though the incident had raised many questions in his mind, he welcomed them. After so long, he had got something interesting in his boring life.
That girl was a mystery and he wished to solve her. A new goal was in front of him.
Getting out of the bed, he went to stand in front of the mirror. Looking at his chest, he shifted the neckline of his black sleeping robe to one side and found nail marks on his skin. He remembered clearly how it happened, but the most surprising thing was that they were not healed yet.
His body could heal normal wounds on its own in a matter of seconds, but these simple scratches by that little mouse didn't heal like normal. It was another puzzle he had to solve now.