Muhammed_shafa

[On hiatus. Sorry, I have to go on a pause for personal reason]
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DEVIL'S BRIDE SERIES—BOOK1
*HE IS THE LORD OF DARKNESS AND THE OWNER OF MYSTERIOUS LIGHT THAT WANDER IN THE GARDEN OF HELL!*

‘She is cursed by the devil! She will lead this kingdom to her doom! She hails from hell! Uncontrollable flame burns through her. Her flame could burn a planet ’. That is the sacred prophecy of the messenger.

How can the king kill the child he awaits for ten years! Ten years of enduring mockery behind his back! 

With the fear of not having another baby, he decided to keep her alive— in hiding.
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Princess Luciana grew into a beautiful lady who had not for once stepped out from her confined room.

‘The Night of Royalty’. 
Her life changed on that night! The night she is supposed to be marked a royale but her doom fate brought bad luck upon her.

Fortunately for her, she got saved at the edge of death, but to her it is better dying than getting saved by the person that caused her this pain.

He is the ‘Lord Of Hell!’.

Will she be able to live with him after so much rumours she heard from her maids about how dreadful he is?

Will Prince Dasya be able to live with the annoying girl he saved? 

Will she be able to pay the price of getting saved by him? 

“Even the gods fear. Even the land trembles. Even the heavens shiver at his roar!”

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Owned By The Devil

"Why is Dryan not coming? Has he succeeded in killing Dasya? Did the beast in Dasya awake? What is really happening in the execution hall?"

While the wedding ball was going on, everyone present was enjoying the refreshments and entertainment from the entertainers, but Zale was spacing the whole hall.

He couldn't think straight as many unanswered questions arose in his mind. He hated the fact that he allowed his betrothed to know about his plan.

If she didn't know, maybe Dasya would have been saved, and he would have been happy to be out of the castle.

"My lord, why are you spacing the whole ball for the past two hours? Aren't you hungry or tasty?" Princess Karen, who managed to find him by tracing his scent, questioned calmly.

The thoughts of seeing her alone made him feel like strangling her. "What are you doing here, and how did you find me?"

AT THE WEDDING BALL—1