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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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460 Chs

Draven Aramis...You Monster...

Ember's legs suddenly lost their strength to stand, and she had no choice but to lay her upper body against the desk, her hands firmly holding onto the corners just so she wouldn't accidentally crease the precious map in front of her.

Draven gave her several breaths' worth of time to adjust to his invasion before he pulled out and thrust again.

"Ugh..."

Not a single word of protest left her mouth this time as this second thrust hit a sweet spot, overwhelming her senses, making her forget the reason why she was here in the study in the first place. 

What learning how to read a map, what finding clues about her identity—all these vanished in the heat of the moment.

All she could feel and think was what he was doing with her. The rational part of her mind tried to protest, but her body was being honest. Way too honest, in fact.