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Ciara Cromwell, 28 , the alluring and rebellious daughter of the Demon Queens, is known for her striking beauty, characterized by her stark white hair, piercing red eyes, and the black horns adorning her forehead. With a reputation as a heartbreaker, Ciara revels in fleeting romances and one-night stands, scoffing at the notion of true love.

Contrasting her tumultuous life is Aeliana Whitfield, a diligent and kind-hearted human girl determined to make a difference. At 26, Aeliana works tirelessly as an assistant to Leora, Ciara's wise and powerful grandmother. Aeliana’s inner beauty matches her outer appearance, Black hair green eyes a beatiful face and body though she often hides her stunning looks beneath modest attire. Unlike the many who fall for Ciara's charm, Aeliana despises her and would rather face any peril than succumb to her advances.

When Leora, seeing the potential for something greater, decides to use the Perfect Match system to pair Ciara with her true love, the results shock everyone: Ciara and Aeliana are the perfect match of each other. Bound by fate and the whims of a powerful enchantment, the two women must navigate their animosity and discover whether love can truly bloom between a demoness who scorns it and a human who yearns for it.

The heartbreaker perfect match

Sitting at my desk, I leaned back, letting out a long sigh. These last three days had been... surprisingly peaceful. No Ciara in sight. That heartbreaker hadn't crossed my path, and I was starting to feel a semblance of normalcy returning. I should have been thrilled, but there was a nagging sense of unease that I couldn't shake.

Why did I feel relieved? Was it because of the alcohol-induced haze from a few nights ago? The memory of almost giving in to Ciara's intoxicating presence made my stomach churn. What the hell was wrong with me? I wasn't some lovesick fool.

It had to be the alcohol messing with my head. Ciara had always been trouble, a relentless flirt who never took anything seriously. And here I was, allowing her to invade my thoughts. Maybe I needed a break, a distraction, something to clear my head.

Let's wait for Ciara