Witch's Daughter And The Devil's Son
He fell for her rare purple eyes. Then, thought to have her whole. ------ That night, the delicate purple-eyed woman in a wedding dress sat on their bed as her husband observed her with a grin. "So,” he drawled, his voice wicked and magnetic, “I can't see my wife's face even on my wedding night?" "Your Majesty has promised to fulfil my one wish," the woman commented, securing the veil that covered the lower half of her face with slightly trembling hands. He stared into her mysterious rare purple eyes. "May I ask, why such a wish?" She stared back at him. "Your Majesty might not like to see ugly things.” He smirked and stepped towards her. "But, I never had a liking towards pretty things." ------ Seren, the infamous daughter of the witch, and Drayce, the ruthless and vicious son of the Devil. No one had ever seen her face as the witches are meant to be ugly, but he was the one who never searched for beauty. She was cursed to never fall in love, but he wished to be the only man she would ever love. A cursed princess married off to the Devil's son to destroy his kingdom but the Devil's son had a different plan for her. The secret of her birth will be revealed only to lead the way to unleash the hidden powers inside her which no one can control. With the hidden dangers desiring her power, can Drayce and Seren protect one another or will the darkness swallow them whole? ------ This is the first book from "Devil and Witch" series. Book one- Witch's Daughter and The Devil's son. Book two - The Devil's Cursed witch. Book Three- The Devil's Betrothed. Both books are connected to each other but you can read them as stand-alone. ------ Instagram- mynovel.20 Discord - Given in the chapters FB group- mynovel20's novels
Ready To Carry Her Duty
King Theron felt an ominous feeling grip his chest as he turned around to face the old priest sitting on the stone chair. "There is someone else who wants to summon the Devil, Your Holiness? That 'she' you are talking about…"
"You are late, young man. She was faster than you," the old priest responded simply.
"Who? Who is she? Who was here before me?"
Though he was asking these questions, the young king already had an answer in his heart. He didn't know how it could be possible, but his intuition was screaming at him. Panic engulfed his mind.
The old priest shook his head. "I know not of her identity, only that she is a lady who is ready to sacrifice herself for the one she loves."
"Esther…she was here…"
As soon as his greatest fear was confirmed, realization hit him and he ran towards the exit.
"No, no, no, Esther… you can't—"