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The tale of a man who brings death and a girl who denies it.
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On the haunted mountain in the kingdom, they say there lived a witch. 

She was born a princess. But even before her birth, the priest declared her to be cursed and demanded her death. They poisoned the mother to kill the baby before she gave birth, but the baby was born out of the dead mother—a cursed child. 

Again and again, they tried to kill the baby but she miraculously survived every single attempt. Giving up, they abandoned her on the haunted mountain to die but she still survived on that barren land— A witch 

‘Why won’t she die?’

Years later, the people finally had enough of the witch and decided to burn the mountain. But the Devil arrived to her rescue and took her with him from that burning place, because dying was not her destiny even then. 

Draven Amaris.

The Black Dragon, who ruled over supernatural beings, the Devil who no one wished to cross a path with. He hated humans but this certain human girl would pull him towards her whenever she was in danger. 

‘Is she really a human?’ 

He took the human with him and named this mysteriously tenacious girl “Ember”, a piece of glowing coal in a dying fire.

A soul tainted with vengeance and the darkness of hell, would rise from the ashes and fulfil her revenge.
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This is the second book from the series of The Devils and Witches. 
1st book - Witch's daughter and the Devil's son.
3rd book- The Devil's Betrothed.
All books are connected to each other but you can read them as stand-alone.

The Devil's Cursed Witch

Ember saw Morpheus stirring in bed, looking around as if trying to make sense of his current situation.

"Are you awake?" she asked softly as she approached him.

Still dizzy, Morpheus turned his gaze to her, his eyes glowing gold as he watched his mate. Her enticing scent filled his senses, awakening his most primal beast instincts.

"Your hair is gold now," she said with a smile, reaching out to touch his hair, but—

Her hand was grabbed, and with a wild tug, she was pulled beneath him on the bed. Her delicate body was pinned under his, utterly unable to move against his overwhelming strength. Unlike his usual playful nature, he now appeared more feral, as if he had lost all reason. His breathing was heavy, his predatory gaze fixed on her as if he couldn't wait to devour her. His hands gripped her wrists so tightly that it felt as though they could crush them.

Stay Away