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MARRIED TO LUCIFER

MARRIED TO LUCIFER

Author: Kourtney sspears

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You may see the devil as a terrible being, well...... You might be wrong or right in the fact that he's terrible, and wrong when this prince is extraordinarily handsome. The most powerful being on earth and in hell after his father Lucifer, the commander of the entire demon army, Prince Leviathan. What happens when this demon finds out the only person that can kill his mortal body is his beloved wife. Eleanor woke up one morning to discover she was getting married to a demon prince. As humans, living in a land filled with vampires and demons was not normal. Their completely different worlds collide, and the mysteries of both people will finally be revealed. Excerpts #1 I walked up to the women dancing and decided to join them, I don't know why I was acting this way. Maybe it's the strange liquid I had, but I cared less, letting the sensual beat of the native instrument take control, and I started moving my waist, smiling from ear to ear. I spread my hands, swaying my hips, I shimmed, twirled, move my head wildly as I twisted my waist. My eyes were on him, the mysterious man who has not stopped staring at me. His eyes smoldering with desires as he watched me, he was indeed a very handsome man, but why were there no ladies ogling at him? Why was I the only one staring at him? Not even the men talked to him. Who is he? The moment I realized this, I stopped dancing immediately and just stared at him. At that moment, everyone in the room froze as it felt like time seized just for the two of us. He got up from his seat majestically and walked up to me, calmly like a beast sending chills to my body, I gulped but my eyes never left his. "Eleanor." He called my name clicking his fingers and we appeared in a completely different world. Everything felt like a dream, but it was real. That's when reality hit me, the festival we were celebrating was my wedding, I've been taken by the demon prince.
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Chapter 1

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hello my fear readers, this book and everything is written in it is pure fiction from the author's imagination. None of the characters are real or gotten from any movie, they're all acts of imagination. For more updates on the book you can follow me on Instagram and Facebook, '@sspears or Kourtney sspears'. Enjoy.

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     In 1642,

       Birds chartered in the sky and trees danced to the movement of the wind, homes were opened as children ran out for their usual early morning plays in the mud. The morning sun has shown through the land of Cretoria leaving its rainbow-like trail across the tree branches and wet huts caused by the heavy rainfall the previous night.

     The people were finally happy to see the sun shine so bright, this is totally a sign of good things. In Critoria, it's always been constant rain fall destroying the huts and valuable items.

      Rain had smothered the land making people run out of their huts cause they had no roof anymore except those who were prepared for it. Unlike the rich and wealthy people of the land who had their hut made with sticks and stones, the people of this small village isolated from the rest in critoria had their hut made with animal skin and dried leaves.

    If the skins and woods are not replaced in time, they get blown away by the wind or thorn into pieces like dust. 

          A fine slender looking woman stepped out of her little detached hut. "Jingle needs to go hunt down more animals for skins, the hut is falling apart!" Matador said, her voice came as almost a whisper to the little girl standing before her.

    "When will you be back Mama?" Little Grace asked as she pulled the little strands of hair that covered her eyes due to the wind. Her blonde hair was twisted in one long weave hanging on her shoulders. She blinked her wet lashes as she stared at her mother.

      "Soon dear, but if I'm not back, your brother knows what to do." Matador kissed her daughters forehead tenderly before putting her black cloak on, taking a basket in her hands.

    It pained Matador to leave her children, but she had to go to the nearby market to get the early morning vegetables and prepare for the coming festival which was just few days ahead.

         Unfortunately, the rain and wind from the previous night had ruined their little hut greatly, and even destroying most of their valuable items. Getting new animal skin would cost nothing less to three

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thousand gold coins, they barely made 100 silver coins daily so they couldn't afford that. It was best they hunt down large animals for bigger skin, even if she knew it would be very tough, but that way they'd have enough food to eat for the next weeks to come.

     "You should stay away from the woods till I'm back grace, you know how dangerous things are around here". She stated as she got into the woods. Grace watched her mothers figure disappear into the woods which was much darker than their normal lands cause of the tall trees that covered light from penetrating through their long branches, before heading back in to fetch her brother.

      They've experienced recent encounters and attacks from warewolves lately, especially the ones that just got turned and she didn't want anything happening to her children.

       Matador was just a woman whose husband unfortunately died in one of the war between critoria and Neil and since then, she's been trying so hard to survive having great hate for the people of Neil.

      The further she got into the woods, the more cold and quite it got, which was so unusual and creepy as goosebumps crept her skin, but she brushed the sudden eerie feelings off. It was still too early to harbour such ill thoughts so the rest of her day will not be ruined. Besides, it's not the first time she's taking this route.

     She usually walk through this place even at night, and has never encountered any danger or harm before. Matador tried her best to avoid the muddy ground as she walked through the woods to the next village.

It was normal for trees to ruffle according to the tone of the wind. But the ruffling of trees from wind was totally different from the ruffling of trees from human, animals or even beast.

      She paused to hide behind two large trees so whatever it was would pass by. She's not a baby not know this sound signifies danger, and she tried to steady her heart beats, whatever it is that has come here was not an ordinary creature. She was aware of the different creatures in the lands, but all those creatures were creatures of the night and none could harm anyone in the day time.

     Matador brought out her little wond whispering spells calmly from her mouth, but she realized the more she whispered the more the ruffling sound got closer to her till a force pulled her from the floor causing her back on hit a tree and she fell on the floor.

     She spat out blood from her mouth due to the force at which she fell, she quickly darted her gaze around in search of what just hit her, but surprisingly she found nothing. What's going on? What just happened to her?

      The strange ruffling continued and she rose to her feet, "Who's there? What do you want?" Her words echoed back at her but no answer came. Matador didn't give up, she knew whoever or whatever had hit her was still around there somewhere, and she continued muttering her spells.

      "Stop fooling yourself witch, or may I say fairy." The dark man came to view and in the blink of an eye, she has torn apart even before recognizing who he is. "Oh great, her blood is purple too." Modic dropped the dead body on the floor which quickly turned into dust. "This is supposed to be the last fairy in the land and her blood is also purple, how do I kill that child now?" He muttered.

        "Master she has a child, I think they're the ones." Clamus the first angel of death appeared from a corner. He claps is long pointed edge dark fingers together, as he spoke viciously.

     "Take me to the girl." Modic placed his sword back into his scabbard. Clamus inhaled the smell of the woman's blood to trace the child or children, but found none. The woman does not have an heir' Clamus was surprised. He just saw her history in his vision. He tried checking again but found nothing.

This fairy is a powerful one, even at death she still had the power to hide her family from them.

      "Master, she's the last." Clamus declared to see the dreadful look on Modic's face. This only means that boy will survive.