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

A round, plump, and short middle aged lady with short limbs and huge boobs appeared before him with fat and flabby cheeks. Her birdnest-like hair was sticking in all direction on her red sunburnt face. All of that was stuffed in a pink short gown that had him squinting his eyes.

He barked out laughing. What a disguise.

"Good job. Now move along." He as well shifted into a refined lady clad in a beige colored gown with a fur coat draped over her shoulders, possing the sophisticated boss lady.

Muttering some incantations, he waved his hand and a path opened in the tree. He stepped into it an disappeared, the plump and short lady waddle forward as well with a bitter look plastered on her face.

Another path opened on a similar tree in the middle of a park. It was concealed from sight where no one can see. Hanoon had came across it when they were chased by Karzus' men and marked a spot on it.

(S)132. Hunt.