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?
Ego tuus sum
Killian's lips, or in this case, the devil's lips, curved into a smirk as he studied her with amusement. He had never before encountered a creature so innocent yet so captivating. The way she moved, spoke, and looked at him all made him feel an unexpected tenderness that quickened his heartbeat.
Her presence set his black heart aflame in a way he couldn't explain. To tease her, he playfully licked the palm of her hand, causing her to recoil in shock. He felt a rush of delight at her reaction, relishing the way her forest green eyes widened with surprise and her cheeks turned a slightly pink color.
"Why did you do that?" she asked, her voice soft as a whisper.
"No reason," he replied with a shrug, still amused by her innocence. "And why haven't you slept, my bride?" he inquired, raising his brows.
She looked at him with playfulness dancing in her eyes. "No reason," she mimicked his tone, her lips curling into a playful smirk.