The Demon King's Beloved Wife
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  • Reads 2,645
  • Votes 104
  • Parts 2
  • Time 16m
Ongoing, First published Jul 16, 2016
Mature
Once upon a time, nestled within the enchanted depths of the Transverty forest, dwelled an immortal maiden, her ageless beauty a testament to the passing centuries. Once, she found solace in the companionship of Annabelle, a mortal whose laughter filled the forest with warmth. Yet, time claimed Annabelle, leaving the maiden to wander the woods in solitude, her heart heavy with the weight of endless years.

Loneliness became her constant companion until, one fateful day, a glimmer of unexpected light pierced the shadows of her existence. A stranger, cloaked in mystery, emerged from the mist, igniting a spark of hope within the maiden's timeless soul. With the arrival of this enigmatic figure, the dormant wheels of fate began to stir once more, setting in motion a journey of rediscovery, redemption, and perhaps, the chance for the immortal maiden to finally find the companionship she yearned for, in the most unexpected of places.
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