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.
My Family Wanted Me Dead
"You no longer have a mother. She died while giving birth to you, but your father is indeed the current king. If you want, you can ask him—"
"No! I don't want to! Let's leave!" she said with her tears not stopping. "The ones who had abandoned me and wanted me dead, I don't want to even see them! Let's go, Draven!"
"You don't want to meet your family? You have a father, a step mother and half-brothers."
"No, I don't. I don't want to have anything to do with them. If they were a poor family or a fallen family, I could have tried to understand their difficulties, but it seemed like I was thrown away on purpose."
"Maybe you want to question them—"
"N-No, I don't…" she sobbed harder, her shoulders trembling as she remembered what kind of life she had experienced.
How much pain she had gone through, struggling to survive, while her family was living a life of luxury. Maybe they had forgotten her. Maybe no one even remembered her.