Devil's Imposter Bride
Meet Amara, a beautiful girl with an ordinary status who is thrust into a life of uncertainty when her deceased parent's debts force her to marry an evil old man. Just when all hope seems lost, a mysterious man in a black cloak kidnaps her younger brother and gives her an ultimatum - complete specific tasks to save her brother's life. Prince Killian, the eldest prince of the Kingdom of Arathorn, harbors a dark secret - he is the devil, the terrifying creature of the night. As fate would have it, their paths cross, and the devil is instantly captured by her beauty and desires to have her as his bride. As Amara embarks on her journey to save her brother, she changes her identity with the princess and goes to the kingdom of Arathorn. There, she finds herself in the clutches of the devil prince. Despite the danger that danger that surrounds him, Amara is drawn to Killian and his enigmatic charm. As she struggles to fulfill the tasks set by the mysterious man, her heart is pulled in two directions. On one hand, she feels an undeniable attraction to the devil prince; on the other, she is determined to do whatever it takes to save her brother's life. Will Amara be able to save her brother's life and protect her secret? Or will she be discovered as the imposter princess? What will happen when her assigned tasks clash with her feelings for the devil prince, forcing her to choose between her love and her family?
Abduction
"Killian," I gasped in surprise, my heart pounding in my chest.
A surge of shock and disbelief coursed through me as I rose from the bench. But before I could take a single step towards him, someone brushed past me, obscuring my view. In that instant, Killian vanished from my sight, leaving me with a gnawing sense of uncertainty.
I stood there for a moment, my mind racing. Had I truly seen him, or was it merely a figment of my desperate imagination, longing to believe that he was near? Doubt gnawed at me, but my heart refused to let go of the hope that he had been real.
As I gazed down at the spot where Killian had been standing, my eyes caught a glint of metal. I looked to my left, then to my right, and with a swift motion, I hurried over to retrieve it. There on the ground was a small, intricately designed brooch — a familiar piece of jewelry. It belonged to Prince Killian's coat, which meant that he was indeed present here.