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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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760 Chs

Powerless Witch

"Did he...did he change my clothes too?"

My breath was stuck in my chest, and no word could come out from my throat. I felt like I would suffocate at the thought of what happened last night. 'The red-eyed man should not be that sort of a rascal, right?' 

I squeezed my eyes shut as I let out the stuffy air stuck through my mouth.

"Did he see me naked, or did he not?" I kept mumbling under my breath, not knowing what I should feel now. It might be a kind gesture, but it would be downright embarrassing if a stranger—a man to boost—saw a lady without clothes on.

I wanted to scream, but I covered my mouth, trying to swallow my frustration. It wasn't easy to accept it, and though I didn't wish to say a word about it, my mind kept thinking on its own, asking the same questions again and again. 

'Did he really personally change my clothes? Did he see me without clothes on? Did he? Did he not?'