The Devil's Curse
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This book contains a chapter with depictions of sexual violence that may be distressing or triggering to some readers. Discretion is advised.
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Cursed by a powerful demon king, every firstborn daughter in her bloodline is doomed to a life of torment. For her, that torment came at the hands of her own brothers. Trapped in a home that felt like hell, she finally dared to fight back. But after attempting to kill them, she's left with one haunting question-can she ever truly escape her fate, or has the curse already sealed her end?
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