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.
Who Stole The Elixirs?
Ember lay in bed, staring lifelessly at the empty ceiling.
She was in too much pain to even let out a groan, let alone move a single finger or turn her head. She had also stopped crying some time ago since she no longer had tears to shed, no, she was too exhausted to cry. Her entire body was throbbing in pain, especially her hands, but it was nothing compared to the suffering of being stitched with a heated needle.
Fearing he would do something worse as punishment, she simply surrendered to his will like a broken doll, not letting out a single groan or cry even after he finished stitching her thigh.
Once that cruel red-eyed man left, only then did she feel she could breathe.
Ember felt like she passed out for several minutes, and when she came back to her senses, her parched throat burned. She tried to look around the room, but the moment she lifted her head, she felt dizzy.
"W-Water…"