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

Loriel smiled sweetly and kissed Elise's forehead dotingly. "Of course. Thank you for the talk, Elise."

"I didn't do much…" Elise batted her eyes at her husband. She looked so adorable.

"You telling me about your own dream helped me," Loriel told her. "Now, you can go back to sleep."

"Hmmm..." Elise yawned softly and then closed her eyes. She went back to sleep, while Loriel rubbed her back gently.

After some time, Elise's breathing slowed down into a peaceful one as she fell back asleep. Loriel on the other hand couldn't do that.

Loriel's chest beat so loudly. When he thought Elise was already back to sleep, the man woke up very softly and rested his head on his elbow, to watch the sleeping beauty beside him sleep.

He was wondering what exactly Elise saw in her dream. Was it even a dream? What if it was her memory that started to creep its way back into Elise's mind?

The Fashion Show