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.
Stabbed
At a distant mountain north of Netherfields, a mountain so tall its peaks were covered in snow all year round, a man in an all-black ensemble appeared in the middle of a frost-covered ridge.
When Draven arrived, the divine energy he sensed grew more pronounced. It seemed like an isolation barrier had been set up outside the mountain to prevent anyone from sensing it, and it was by pure accident a crack appeared. Despite the crack being immediately mended, that short fluctuation of divine energy was caught by Draven, causing him to come and investigate.
As he traced the direction where that divine energy was most concentrated, his boots left deep footprints behind on the snow. The cold air mixed with snowflakes continued to blow in his direction, but the man continued to walk, unbothered by the low temperature.