superAyan

Synopsis:

Amara hid her beauty since she was young. Her mother told her that her beauty might become her ruin, therefore she wore a mask and hid the scar that her mother had given her. When she met Gerard who accepted her despite her ugliness, she believed he was the man destined for her. 

But her fantasy was mercilessly broken after her lover sold her to an old nobleman for a pouch of gold coins.

She then met Azer, a man working at a bakery. Azer, who strikes her as a mysterious guy who suddenly appeared and invaded her broken heart which she swore to never let be swayed by another again, kept pouring her attention and kindness.

Can Amara trust a man again? Or will she forever cage her heart on the walls she built herself?

But what happens if, along the way of treasuring her newfound love, she learns that the scar she bears isn't just a simple scar, but a mark of a curse? As she gathers and unfolds the hidden and lost memories of her childhood, slowly, her identity is revealed. And so does the mystery surrounding Azer.

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This novel is the next series after the story of Kyden and Mona [Summoned by a Pretend Villainess]. The novels aren't connected, but the world-building is the same. The characters were living in the same world. Check it out too^^

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- superAyan

The Alpha's Cursed Luna

Edward and Amara visited the store at day. She felt an indescribable feeling seeing her creations put up for sale in another store. With their price tag, name, and labels, it was as if she had truly become a businesswoman.

Edward came to her and asked, "Have you thought of what your trademark would be?"

Amara answered while glancing over the other products, "Yes. The next batch you order, I will stamp my own brand at the bottom."

She glanced over at Edward and caught him smiling while looking at one of the vases she made. His smile is warm and infectious. Amara couldn't help but smile as well. All of that was possible because Edward trusted and saw her talent more than anyone did.

"Thank you," she mumbled softly, feeling grateful toward the man. Edward's body stiffened. Amara was smiling so warmly that he couldn't take his eyes away from her. He swallowed the lump in his throat, his ears tinged with red.

46. Festival [2]