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 corner of his mouth hooked up and his mischievous eyes flashed with humor.

"Sorry for disturbing your peace, mistress," Zed said in his low hoarse voice which was very pleasant to the ears. Unfortunately.

"You.... don't call me that," I said feeling a little bit uneasy at his stare

"Hmm." He pushed off the wall and struts into the room, inviting himself in.

"I...you are not allowed into my room."

"By who?" He eyed the room and returned his gaze back to me. The playfulness was gone and his grey eyes became darker. I took steps back putting myself directly at the door, ready to bolt out in case he tried something. He looked very intimidating and I marveled at how easily he could change.

"Um, what brought you here?" I asked instead.

"I live here, remember? I can go anywhere I want."

"This is my room?" Does this guy have the slightest decorum? I'm his cousin in law for God's sake.

(S)115. New Spray