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Lilith was born with forbidden magic, a power feared and condemned in her village. She hid it for years, but when her secret is exposed, she is betrayed by her family and sentenced to burn. Just as the flames rise, Prince Hades of Valyron known as the "Shadow of Death" saves her, driven by curiosity.  

Hades, cursed for over three centuries, hides his torment behind cruelty. As Lilith sees past his darkness and vows to help him break the curse, their bond deepens into something undeniable. But in a world where magic is both a gift and a curse, will her light free him, or will their love lead to their destruction?

EXCERPT

Lilith barely breathed as Hades emerged from the shadows of her chamber, his presence wrapping around her like night itself. She should move. She should run. But she didn’t want to. He reached for her, his fingers trailing along her bottom lip—slow, deliberate. She shivered, not from fear, but from him.

Lilith swallowed, her pulse a traitorous drumbeat. “Please… let me touch you, Hades.”

A ghost of a smile tugged at his lips, but there was no humor in it. “Dangerous little thing.” His thumb lingered at the corner of her mouth, as if memorizing its shape. He whispered, tilting her chin up as his lips hovered near hers—so close she could feel his breath.

“You will destroy me, little witch,” he murmured, his voice thick with something raw. “And yet… I can’t let you go.” His gaze burned into hers as he added, “I would let you drag me to hell if that’s what you desired.”

The Cursed Demon Prince

Footsteps echoed through the hallway as Lilith made her way to the crypt. Despite the cold air, her palms were clammy. Nerves twisted in her stomach as the weight of what she was about to do settled heavily on her shoulders. Throughout the night and into the early morning, anxious thoughts plagued her: What if I mess up? What if I make it worse? What if he never wakes up again? None of them offered any comfort, only deepened her unease.

She exhaled a shaky breath before pushing the heavy door open. Her eyes immediately landed on Lucian, Viktor, and the prince. Her heart dropped to her stomach. She had purposely woken up early to arrive before anyone else—but clearly, they had beaten her to it.

Forcing a smile, she greeted, "Good morning, Your Highness. Lord Lucian, Viktor."

"Good morning, Lilith," Lucian and Viktor said in unison.

Whispers