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All through her life Eleanor has been told of how ruthless and merciless the night creature tend to be. She has read books and scrolls about what they did and have been told tales of never getting close to those people.

But when she turned of age, her heartless father had indeed given her out to the king of this night creatures.

On the night of her wedding, rather than her husband, Eleanor was taken by another demon. A more ruthless and mean demon.

He's the scariest of them all. The most powerful demon that ever existed. One wave of his fingers and a fruitful land turns into an inhospitable dry land.

He is a rumoured living god. 

He's danger.

He's one to be wary of.

The one people run away from just at the sight of him. 

She had summoned him without an idea and a bond was formed.

He hated her for tying herself to him. He hated to be disturbed by a mere human princess. He wanted to kill her, to get rid of her, but he couldn't.

A mate bond is the strongest of all bond. There's no way out of it. He knew if he harmed her he would be harming himself too.
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"You can stay, but I'll never have anything to do with you. You'll never have my love or affection."

And just when Leviathan thought he was done with the human princess, he could feel all of her emotions. Her pain. Her happiness, and slowly, the mighty king found his dark heart drawn to the human princess. 

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Trapped By The Devils Heir

I got off the bed and strolled to seat by the window as I stared at the night sky. I needed air, especially after what had happened earlier.


It was nearly midnight, and the night sky was picturesque. A black to navy gradient was the backdrop for a full moon, the night sky so clear you could almost see every crater. 


The moon, a glowing yellowy white, soared large, surrounded by an ethereal glow. Millions of stars were sprinkled behind it, a few large ones but mostly a multitude of little white pinpricks. 


The night seemed peaceful but the feeling of fear and uncertainty filled me.


I sighed, staring back at the man sleeping on the bed who was fast asleep. I wondered if he loved the moon as I did. If he loved the things I liked, what our dubious future would be like together? 


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