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THE BEGINNING

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BEFORE THE MARRIAGE📍📍

Hazel swept through the palace corridors, trying to shake off the morning's events. She had, once again, turned down a suitor her father had handpicked. It was the third prince that month. Though they all came from noble lineages, each proposal made Hazel feel more like a pawn than a princess. Her father, King Eldric, was determined to see her married off, but Hazel wanted more than an arranged match—she wanted a love that was true and genuine.

It wasn’t that she didn’t understand her father’s concerns. Their kingdom was surrounded by powerful rivals, and alliances through marriage had long been a tactic for securing peace. But Hazel believed there had to be another way. She yearned for freedom, for the chance to make her own choices, and to live a life beyond the palace walls. Yet, every attempt to voice these desires was met with her father’s stern, unyielding gaze.

As she entered the gardens, Hazel tried to calm herself, inhaling the fragrance of blooming ro
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  • Forced Marriage with The Devil    The Past

    The moon hung high over the castle, its silver light cutting through the shadows that clung to every corner of the fortress. Hazel walked the quiet halls alone, her boots muffled against the stone floors. Though the battle had ended, a lingering unease clung to her. Victory, she knew, was never absolute. Darkness had a way of hiding, waiting for the moment to strike again.As she approached the library, a familiar chill ran down her spine. It wasn’t the cold stone that unnerved her, nor the empty corridors. It was something else—something intangible, like a memory brushing against the edges of her mind. Hazel paused, listening. The faint rustle of pages caught her attention, though no one else should have been there at this hour.“Hello?” Her voice was steady, though a hint of caution threaded through it. “Is someone there?”From the shadows, a figure emerged, cloaked and hooded. Hazel’s heart skipped, hand instinctively moving to the dagger at her belt. But before she could react fur

  • Forced Marriage with The Devil   Rebuilding Trust

    The castle walls had never felt so alive—or so fragile. The aftermath of the canyon battle lingered like a shadow, echoing through the corridors in the soft murmurs of soldiers and the anxious footsteps of advisors. Hazel walked beside Damon, her boots clicking against the polished stone, their rhythm steady but measured. Every step reminded her that victory came with responsibility—and that leadership required more than courage on the battlefield.“Princess,” an advisor began, bowing low, “the council awaits your guidance on the rebuilding efforts. There is… concern about morale and the allocation of resources.”Hazel nodded, her mind already racing through the necessary steps. “I understand,” she replied. Her voice carried authority now, tempered with the empathy she had learned to wield alongside power. “We will meet them. Damon, stay close. Some will see your presence as reassurance; others may resent it.”He inclined his head, a faint shadow of a smile tugging at his lips. “As al

  • Forced Marriage with The Devil   After the Storm

    The first rays of dawn crept over the canyon, bathing the scorched earth in a pale, golden light. Hazel stood atop a jagged rock, surveying the aftermath of the battle. Twisted forms of defeated creatures lay strewn across the canyon floor, their eerie, greenish glow fading into nothingness. The air was heavy with the scent of burnt magic, scorched earth, and iron—a stark reminder of the chaos that had only hours before threatened to consume them all.Damon’s hand rested lightly on her shoulder, grounding her amidst the disarray. His armor bore scratches and dents from the battle, his usually immaculate appearance marred by the dust and blood of war. But his presence remained commanding, unwavering, a steady anchor in the storm’s wake.“We survived,” Hazel murmured, more to herself than to him. Her chest heaved, both from exertion and relief. “I can’t believe we actually survived.”Damon’s dark eyes softened as he surveyed her face. “You underestimated yourself,” he said, his voice lo

  • Forced Marriage with The Devil   The Heart of Darkness

    Hazel’s heart pounded in rhythm with the tumultuous chaos surrounding them. The canyon trembled beneath Garrick’s relentless assault, the air thick with dark magic and the cries of the fallen. Every instinct screamed for her to retreat, to take cover—but retreat was not an option. Damon’s hand on her waist anchored her, reminding her that they faced this together.Garrick’s staff pulsed with a sickly green glow, tendrils of darkness writhing toward them like living serpents. “You cannot hope to survive this,” he hissed, his voice echoing across the jagged cliffs. “Your courage is meaningless.”Hazel’s fingers tightened around her pendant. Its warmth surged through her, matching the rising anger in her chest. “Courage is everything when you’re willing to fight,” she shot back, her voice steady despite the fear lacing her veins. She glanced at Damon, who nodded once, his sword gleaming under the moonlight—a silent promise of unity.The first wave of creatures surged at them, clawing and

  • Forced Marriage with The Devil    The Clash of Shadows

    The canyon echoed with the relentless roar of battle, steel clashing against sinew, and the guttural cries of the twisted creatures. Hazel’s muscles burned from exertion, her dagger slick with the ichor of the monsters they had already felled, yet she refused to relent. Every movement, every strike, felt like a dance choreographed between her and Damon—a deadly rhythm forged in trust and desperation.Above them, Garrick hovered like a shadow of death incarnate. His hands radiated a sickly green light, tendrils of dark magic snaking toward the canyon floor, lashing at anyone who dared stand against him. His eyes gleamed with cruel delight as he watched Hazel and Damon, the perfect predators in his prey-filled maze.“You’ve grown bold, little princess,” Garrick’s voice echoed, layered with malevolence. “Do you really think your tricks will save you?”Hazel tightened her grip on the pendant, feeling its warmth surge through her veins. “Bold enough to stop you,” she shot back, her voice s

  • Forced Marriage with The Devil   The Edge of Darkness

    The canyon’s jagged cliffs loomed like silent sentinels in the pale light of the moon, their shadows stretching across the ground like dark fingers. Hazel’s heart pounded in her chest, a rhythmic echo of the tension that gripped every soldier around her. She tightened her fingers around the hilt of her dagger, the warmth of her pendant against her chest a steady reminder that she carried more than steel—she carried power.Behind her, Damon’s presence was unwavering. He moved with the calm precision of a predator, every step calculated, every breath measured. His hand found hers, their fingers intertwining, and Hazel drew strength from the contact. For a fleeting moment, the chaos beyond the canyon walls felt distant, almost manageable.“They’re closer,” Evelyn said, appearing at Hazel’s side, her face pale but composed. She placed a hand on Hazel’s shoulder, a brief, grounding touch. “Whatever happens, you’ve grown so much. You’re not the girl who lingered in the shadows anymore.”Haz

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