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Witch's Daughter And The Devil's Son

He fell for her rare purple eyes. Then, thought to have her whole. ------ That night, the delicate purple-eyed woman in a wedding dress sat on their bed as her husband observed her with a grin. "So,” he drawled, his voice wicked and magnetic, “I can't see my wife's face even on my wedding night?" "Your Majesty has promised to fulfil my one wish," the woman commented, securing the veil that covered the lower half of her face with slightly trembling hands. He stared into her mysterious rare purple eyes. "May I ask, why such a wish?" She stared back at him. "Your Majesty might not like to see ugly things.” He smirked and stepped towards her. "But, I never had a liking towards pretty things." ------ Seren, the infamous daughter of the witch, and Drayce, the ruthless and vicious son of the Devil. No one had ever seen her face as the witches are meant to be ugly, but he was the one who never searched for beauty. She was cursed to never fall in love, but he wished to be the only man she would ever love. A cursed princess married off to the Devil's son to destroy his kingdom but the Devil's son had a different plan for her. The secret of her birth will be revealed only to lead the way to unleash the hidden powers inside her which no one can control. With the hidden dangers desiring her power, can Drayce and Seren protect one another or will the darkness swallow them whole? ------ This is the first book from "Devil and Witch" series. Book one- Witch's Daughter and The Devil's son. Book two - The Devil's Cursed witch. Book Three- The Devil's Betrothed. Both books are connected to each other but you can read them as stand-alone. ------ Instagram- mynovel.20 Discord - Given in the chapters FB group- mynovel20's novels

Mynovel20 · Fantasy
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Evanthe And Yorian

Just as Drayce guessed, Yorian went to meet Evanthe. 

Martha led the High Elf to a chamber where the Queen of Witches was waiting for him.

When Yorian entered that stone chamber, his gaze was welcomed by the familiar back view of a woman with long honey blond hair. Though they had not come across each other for more than a century, it was impossible for him to not recognize the most powerful witch to walk the lands.

In fact, the moment their group had entered the underground river behind the waterfall, he had sensed the aura of her power on some of the spells casted along the way. 

Since then, he had decided to be patient and not seek her out, knowing the White Witch would call for him when the time was right. 

Caramel eyes met his blue ones, holding nostalgia in them. It had been a long time since Evanthe had met an old friend. 

Yorian courteously bowed like a gentleman.