Trouble boarded in Warona's paradise when she found out that she's not the only child of her parents .... 
  Who could it be? Why didn't she know them? More lies?
  She swore she could feel an odd connection with twin girls who were nothing but strangers on an old picture.
  
  Warona sets out to unveil the identity of this pair and unintentionally, ... ... she unravels more than just their DNAs. That was a huge mistake, and again, we pay for our mistakes, right?

In The Arms Of The Devil

"Utasha!" Warona's scream echoed in the dark cathedral. 


She urged forward, only to be blocked by more orcs. She slashed and plunged, fueled by the new sudden pain of losing the devil boy. 


As much as she wanted him dead, she preferred to have killed him herself. After all, he had said that she wasn't born to not only save lives, but to unalive him. That was the plan. Not this way. Not Utasha proving his worth before her very own eyes. Not her realizing too late that he actually loved her. 


He had loved her all this time. And all she did was think of all the reasons why he would never feel the same way she felt for him. Love was a funny philosophy. 


Warona rushed towards the boy after finally succeeding through the demons. 


Caring nothing about the resuming chaos around her, she shook the boy's shoulders. But his eyes were closed already and no matter how hard she cried, she wouldn't open them. 


"Utasha!" Her throat hurt. Her whole body hurt. "Please." 


Epilogue: A Free Mortal