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.
"The others must have forgiven you but I can't and I won't," Morpheus said as he took a step towards Draven, his sharp eyes glaring straight into his emotionless-looking eyes.
"I never sought your forgiveness. Don't be mistaken," Draven said, not willing to show even an ounce of remorse.
Morpheus dryly chuckled. "As expected of you, Almighty Draven."
"If you are done crying over the past, leave my palace. I don't have time to accompany you in your tears."
Not feeling affected by it, Morpheus walked around Draven with a steady gait.
"I am not fond of seeing crocodile tears myself," he said and then went for the real reason why he came. "I am here to give you advice."
"I don't need any," Draven replied.
"You might need it when it comes to that human." Morpheus stopped walking as he stood exactly in front of Draven. "That human, you care so much about her, don't you?"