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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.

Mynovel20 · Fantasy
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Change In Morpheus

She was not sure the magic did its function, but she decided to wait for a while to see if Morpheus would appear after hearing the whistle. 

Several minutes passed by without any signs of his arrival. It made her question whether the whistle worked or if Morpheus was unable to come because he was preoccupied with other things. 

"He said he'll come anytime as long as I call. Maybe he's busy?" She decided to wait a bit more. After some time, she fiddled with the bird-shaped whistle. "What if I didn't do it right? I should try blowing harder."

She was about to put that whistle back to her lips—

"Don't blow it again or you will damage my eardrums!" she heard the familiar deep voice, and even before she saw the man, she felt the wind swirling around the balcony due to that pair of majestic gray wings. 

She turned around to look where Morpheus had landed. She smiled brightly, finding his helpless expression funny. "Ah, so it really worked."