In a world where demons pull the strings from the shadows, an ancient curse binds every firstborn daughter of the royal bloodline to a dreadful fate: to marry the Devil himself—Lucien, the exiled Prince of Hell. For centuries, these brides have disappeared without a trace, swallowed by darkness.

Evelyn Blackthorne, the sharp-witted and fiercely independent daughter of a fallen noble house, is the next to be sacrificed. But Evelyn refuses to surrender. Instead, she strikes a bold deal with Lucien—help her reclaim her family’s honor, and she will accept their cursed union without resistance.

Their alliance begins as a cold, calculated bargain, but as Evelyn uncovers Lucien’s tragic past and the true nature of the curse, their relationship deepens beyond mere convenience. Together, they face deadly enemies: angels determined to annihilate Lucien, ruthless demons vying for his throne, and an ancient prophecy warning that their forbidden love could ignite the destruction of both Heaven and Hell.

In The Devil’s Bride, a tale of dark fantasy and forbidden romance, Evelyn and Lucien must decide what they are willing to sacrifice for love—and for power.

Kael's blade—burning with blue-gold fire—split the air like a scream, cutting through realms and reaching into the bones of eternity. The three old gods didn't even have time to defend themselves.


"You've awakened," said the smiling god.


He looked young. Too young. With hair like starlight and a face carved from forgotten dreams. But his eyes held centuries.


Kael breathed heavily, the sword shaking in his hand.


"I told you not to return," Kael hissed.


Kael nodded. "He was my brother. Once."


The god took a step forward. "I didn't lie to you, Kael. I only hid the parts you weren't ready for."


Evelyn stood beside Kael, her fingers laced with his. "Who is he?"


Kael's voice was hoarse. "His name is Auren. He was the god of knowledge. And he betrayed me."


Auren bowed mockingly. "I gave you your first name, Kael. I told you you'd be a savior."


Lucien growled, stepping forward. "Why return now?"


"Because the real threat hasn't come yet. And without Kael fully awakened—this realm will fall."


A cold wind rippled through the battlefield.


Seraphina, barely alive, began to laugh weakly.


"You see? None of us are heroes. Just survivors of prophecy."


Kael turned to Auren. "You used me before. You won't do it again."


"I don't need to," Auren said softly. "You're already becoming who you were. The others will feel it. The Council Beyond Flame… they'll come."


Lucien stiffened. "They're still alive?"


Auren's eyes gleamed. "And they remember everything Kael did the first time."


Kael gripped his chest. A fire pulsed inside him, one that didn't burn skin… but memory.


A woman—his wife—crying as she ran from his throne.


And Auren… watching it all, whispering lies into the wind.


Kael roared, a sound that split clouds.


The sword responded—growing brighter, larger, as though it remembered too.


Evelyn reached him. "Kael, don't lose yourself. You're not what they say."


Tears burned down his cheeks. "But what if I am?"


"I'll return when the Council comes," he said, fading into mist. "Try not to burn the world before then, brother."


As silence returned, Seraphina finally passed out.


Lucien placed a hand on Kael's shoulder. "We have time. Not much. But enough."


Kael closed his eyes. "Then let's use it."


"We fight for who you are. Not who you were."


And Kael must choose what kind of god he will be.


Comment: Should Kael embrace his past, or bury it


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Chapter 40 - Episode 37 The God Who Lied