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She was born different. He was labeled evil and cold. But they weren’t the monsters the world believed them to be.

Rose was feared from the moment she took her first breath—an outcast marked by her strange and unnatural aura. Hated, hunted, and shunned, she grew up in the shadows, carrying the weight of a destiny she didn’t understand. She was special, too special, the one ordained to bring chaos to Heaven, Earth, and Hell alike—the true god the worlds refused to accept.

Lucifer was the lord of Hell, feared and despised by all, a being defined by darkness and cruelty. Yet, even he wasn’t immune to curiosity. The moment he saw Rose, something shifted—a fascination he couldn’t ignore. What began as mere intrigue turned into something far more dangerous: love.

But love between the devil and a girl destined for destruction was never meant to be simple. Heaven’s forces, terrified of Rose’s power, would stop at nothing to destroy her, and Hell itself began to tremble under the weight of her growing strength. As the boundaries between worlds crumble and the lines between savior and destroyer blur, Rose and Lucifer must face a truth neither of them can escape.

She was born different. He was labeled evil. Together, they are unstoppable.

The Devil And His Rose

"She'll have more than that. Prepare a proper meal," he instructed, his voice an iron command.

Rose swallowed hard, feeling her face heat up. She could never argue with him, not in this realm, not with that look in his eyes.

She opened her mouth to protest, but before she could, Lucifer turned to the woman and gave another order. "Also, prepare food for the coachmen and horses outside. They'll need nourishment too."

The woman scrambled away, flustered and grateful, as Rose let out a frustrated sigh. She barely registered the fact that Lucifer had gone from demanding food for himself to giving instructions for the entire staff. His influence was both vast and suffocating.

Sitting across from him, Rose tried her best to ignore the burning sensation in her cheeks as she realized just how small she felt in his presence. Lucifer, sat like a statue—perfectly poised, entirely untouchable.

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