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
Her Painful Thoughts
Seren continued to look outside. Since they left through the main gates, the carriage was now passing through the streets where ordinary people gather. Outside the carriage, she could see everyone clearing the way for the royal carriage to let it pass without any disturbances. On the sides of the street, the crowd stood with their heads lowered to show respect.
Seren said in a low and melancholic voice, "These people are bowing to the carriage at this moment thinking royals must be inside. If they know it's a witch, will they even bow?"
Hearing the sorrow in her voice, Cian felt as if his chest had been slashed with a sword. 'How badly have people treated Seren for her to have such thoughts?'
"Are you not a princess and I a prince? We are direct descendants of the King of Abetha. We are both true royals." He swallowed the pain, knowing that it was her who needed comfort the most. "And I don't see any witch here, and neither have I come across anyone ever."