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The Dragon God's Forbidden Bride: A Bond That Defied the Divine

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He was Zoah, the Dragon God. A being forged in flame and silence, whose icy heart masked a power hot enough to level kingdoms. Ranked among the five most feared deities, his name alone sent tremors through the divine realms. Ruthless, untouchable, and unchallenged - until fate changed everything. She was Silver, a girl cloaked in mystery, raised as a human, unaware of the oceanic blood that surged through her veins. In truth, she was the lost princess of the mermaid kingdom, stolen from the sea at the age of six. Her mother, Queen Leah, had angered a powerful sorcerer, who cast a cruel curse: stripping Silver of her memories, her magic, and her true form. Banished to Earth and severed from the water that once gave her life, she became a prisoner in her own skin. The curse was clear, she would remain human until someone powerful enough could break the spell and restore her to the sea. Only one being in existence could break the curse: Zoah, the Dragon God. But to him, the mermaid kingdom was a sworn enemy. When he learned of the spell that had trapped Silver in her human form, his response was cold and resolute, he refused to help. He would never step foot on Earth, never involve himself in the affairs of those who had once betrayed him. To break the curse meant sacrificing his boldly powers and Zoah would not make such a sacrifice - not for the kingdom that had slain his parents. But fate had other plans. Violet, the daughter of Lucifer was dying. Despite her lineage and the darkness that often clouded her soul, she was the only one who had ever shown Zoah a glimmer of warmth. As a child, she has saved and protected him when he was most vulnerable, hiding him from the mermaids who had hunted his family. While her heart mirrored the shadows of her father's, Violet harbored a deep, possessive love for Zoah. She had long vowed to claim his heart, no matter the cost. Now, her life hung by a thread. Desperate to save her, Zoah was forced to reconsider everything. He descended to Earth in search of five legendary herbs: Herb A, Herb B, Herb C, Herb D, and Herb E. The only known cure for her mysterious illness. But the journey would change more than he expected. With Silver's help, Zoah uncovered the five legendary herbs, each more elusive than the last, bringing Violet back from the brink of death. But what should have been a moment of gratitude twisted into envy. As Violet watched the bond between Zoah and Silver deepen, something inside her snapped. Blinded by jealousy and driven by obsession, Violet made a choice no mortal or immortal should ever consider: she sought power from the abyss itself. From the deepest circles of hell, she summoned a darkness willing to grant her wish at a devastating cost. Now, their love stands on the edge of a blade. Will it survive the storm, or vanish into myth - nothing more than a memory lost to time?
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