Missrealitybites

He has been waiting for fifteen centuries to meet his wife again. (COMPLETED)

Meet Loriel Ashborn, former king of Summeria, 15-century old immortal, a doting husband, certified simp, a wife's slave.

In the land where the human race lived side by side with other races like the elves, witches, and those immortal beings often calling themselves gods, lived a powerful king, Loriel Ashborn.

One fatal mistake caused him to lose the woman he loved as she was sent to the future by the evil Time Master before he died. The only way to see her again is for him to take the curse of immortality, and so he did.

Now, after 15 centuries, Loriel finally found her again. But she didn't remember him? 

Well, who cares! This time, the shameless husband would never let her go ever again.

To make her remember their life together, he even faked a terminal illness with his 'dying wish' was to experience how it was like to be married. 

And when he *cough cough* 'miraculously' made a full recovery, he said, "Wifey, you saved my life! Now, I owe you forever. I will repay with my body."

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AUTHOR'S NOTE:
In their previous life, the king felt that he was not a good husband to his wife, so this time around, he would make up to her and be the best husband she could ever hope for.

You will witness a total simp, a devoted doting husband who would pamper his wife to no end and give the whole world to her.

I DON'T DO SLOW BURNS.

This story will have a lot of snusnu/lemon/smut and it's not advised to read if you are prudish or underage.

Also, there will be magic. A lot of magic because the male lead is a 'god' and the female lead is a 'witch'.

The Cursed King

"She walks to the office every day, right?" one staff started gossiping when she visited her friend's cubicle with a mug of coffee. "What? She cannot afford to take the bus?"

"Only rich people live around this area," the first staff furrowed her brows. "People who live here wouldn't need to work at all."

"Hmm.. you are right. This is so mysterious."

"Maybe we should follow her and solve this mystery," one girl suggested.

Her friends looked at her with narrowed eyes. Stalking Elise seemed a bit too much just to satisfy their curiosity, didn't it?

"Let's do it!" another one stood up and patted the first girl's back. "I am dying to know."

They exchanged glances and nodded. The others could see the determination in their eyes.

"Fine. If you both have that much time in your hands, feel free to investigate. We will wait for your report... hehehe."

Watching The Moon