Fated To Feed Him

Synopsis

My sister, Kayla Larson, and I both wanted to marry the necromancer, Asher Quinn. I was naturally attuned to dark magic. The first time, I married him, thinking it would bring wealth and glory. But he locked me inside a necromantic circle and drained my heart's blood day and night to feed his familiar. When I was on the brink of death, he coldly wiped the blood from his hands. "I never wanted to marry you. You're far too greedy. Since you're here, do me a favor." I died a miserable death inside that necromantic circle. The second time, I did everything I could to match Kayla, who was naturally attuned to light magic, with Asher. "Kayla, Mr. Quinn loves you with all his heart. He will protect you completely." Half a year later, Kayla was dumped by the roadside, with her eyes gouged out and her hair entirely gray. She reached for the hem of my clothes, sobbing. "Anna, Asher is a demon. He borrowed my lifespan to save his first crush. He said it's a blessing that I could die for him." That night, Kayla passed away. The third second, I watched as the Quinn family delivered a marriage proposal. Kayla and I clutched each other, trembling and crying. This wasn't a wedding at all. It was the Grim Reaper coming to call our names.