Blooming_Safflower

Who knew that a tiny cut to the finger would hook her to the dark lord?

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Hell broke loose when the bloodthirsty demon prince and conquerer of the underworld was bonded to a brainless underling by a ring. For generations his ancestors ruled the world with the powerful ring. One day, it vanished from the surface of earth and their power slowly diminished. After searching for it for so long to reclaim what was rightfully theirs, it finally appeared...

 bonded to a human girl....

and being the direct decendant of the great king and the righful owner of the ring, it enslaved him.

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Frustrated, Que felt like screaming and punching him, but sadly she couldn't do either.

Wiggling her butt, she slid down from his midriff when his hand left her butt briefly only to land back sharply with a smack.

Silence.

Silence

More silence.

"Did...did you just spank me?"

"Stay still."

"That gave you no right to hit me!"

"I'll do it again."

"Get your paws off me!"

"You are the one straddling me."

"It was an accident! What were you trying to do?"

"That's what they all say."

"You... unbelievable!" With a swift motion, he shifted until she was underneath him, his weight crushing her.

"Silence I said..." He growled into her ears a large paw covering her mouth. With his free hand he switched off the light.

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As a famous doom bringer, Que was avoided by everyone. If her childhood sweetheart could abandon her, who wouldn't? 

Something definitely smells fishy when she got a marriage proposal out of the blue right after her engagement was called off. What's more, its to be signed in three days! 

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Hi... Yours Truly here,

Cover not mine,credit goes to the owner.

Married to the Demon Prince

The short figure of the witch Medusa stood in front of a full mirror braiding her hair. Despite the mirror being full, she had to stand on her tiptoe in order to get a full view. Her red ball now in form of a long snake with red scales slittered along her legs.

"Lava, do think my hair would turn into snakes now that I braid them. You know, like that of the goddess in the folktale."

"Not a chance. We snakes have gotten our roots from dragons, there's no way thin strands of hairs can mimick our forms. In fact, that is one shitty folktale."

"Lava! Quit being rude. Amd how dare you talk to me that way?!" The short girl stump her feet on the ground. "I can make hot lava snake soup with you right now."

"What I fear is you being a part of the soup if you keep putting that daek Lord on hold. When do you plan on telling him the truth?"

"Huh...I know what am doing. Can't yiu see he's busy right now? His mind is somewhere else completely."

74. Seal.