In which you get “kidnapped“ by the devil himself

For generations, your family has belonged to the Veilborn Coven—a prestigious lineage of witches who draw their power from a single, forbidden source:

The Devil himself.

You were raised on spells, secrets, and sacred pacts.

But there is one tradition whispered about more than any other:

The Devil’s Invitation.

Legend says that on the night before a witch’s wedding, the Dark Lord may summon the bride or groom into his private chambers.

It is the highest honor the coven knows.

A blessing of power.

A sign of divine favor.

A tale so rare that most dismiss it as myth.

And yet... on the eve of your arranged marriage, when candles burn low and the coven celebrates outside your door, the unthinkable happens.

The room goes cold.

The shadows shift.

And you realize the legend is real.

Because tonight—

the Devil chooses you.

He knows your name.

He knows your bloodline.

He knows the vows you are about to speak.

And as he steps from the darkness with a smile made of temptation itself, you can’t tell if he’s come to bless your union...

or break it.