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?
The demon boy
In this short amount of time, I understood many things about Killian, but I couldn't stop myself from asking this question that was bugging me and confusing me. "Killian, why does the King want to kill you to save Prince Cassius?" I questioned. What is the connection between you two?"
The devil didn't answer immediately. Instead, he watched me, a smile playing on his lips. There was amusement and joy in his eyes. And, when he finally spoke, his voice was a low purr. "It would be better if Killian told you the whole story, Lia."
"Are you...."
He nodded slowly and then pressed his lips against my forehead, the warmth of his touch a stark contrast to the chilling truth. "I will come out to meet you later, my bride."