Sad that Tapas is going away soon. 🥹 I am yet to think where to upload my story since I have until chapter 122 written for Don't Dare the Devil.
To be honest, I don't know if my message will be noticed, but I am glad I wrote here in Tapas. I always wanted to write for Tapas and I loved working closely with my editor. I was overjoyed I get to share my story here, but I can't help but feel sad that I can no longer finish my story here. I also had future stories I wanted to share. 😭 I wrote in other sites, too, but writing in Tapas has made me connect more with readers and I really love that. 🥹
I do hope I get to connect with you guys more. 🥹 If you have ideas on where to publish Don't Dare the Devil. do lemme know! You can contact me via Discord, mysticamyyy is my username. I do write in Webnovel (I published 5 contracted novels there under the same author name), but if there are other sites that are better where I can share Don't Dare the Devil, do let me know!
I also do not want to leave you guys hanging, especially I have drafted plots and twists for you guys to enjoy. 🥹I may not be a big time author like the others, but knowing that there are people reading my story, I want to keep writing for the people who support me. 💪
Again, thank you Tapas, the team, managers, and my especially my editor, for working closely with me so I get to share my story to others. And of course, thank you, dear readers, for choosing to read Don't Dare the Devil and for supporting me. Your comments make me smile and make my heart warm. 🥹 Love you all so much!
“You’ve been sacrificed,” he said, his voice dipping low, almost reverent. “You are my bride, soon to be my wife. Your life is mine. You’ll die.”
She stared at him. And then…
Laughed.
Andras blinked. It wasn’t hysteria. It wasn’t madness.
It was scorn.
“Death?” she scoffed. “Please.” Her eyes narrowed like blades. “I’d rather kill them first… before I become your wife. Before I die.” She then leaned in, her smile daring.
“So… will you help me?”
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A fanart of Don't Dare the Devil Chapter 2 by Xhu Lie! Thank you so much--this is beautiful!
A video of it is posted in TikTok and IG! Do give me a follow!
He grabbed the soap and worked it into his palms, about to scrub her down with a washcloth. But when he reached her shoulders, his hand halted.
Bruises. Deep ones along her arms, faint shadows on her thighs.
His jaws clenched. Her brows furrowed even in sleep, a soft grimace betraying discomfort.
Was I too rough?
He sighed, then reached for her hand. He couldn’t believe himself—caring for her like this. His palm glowed faintly with hellfire magic, warm, healing, pulsing against her skin. The bruises began to fade, vanishing slowly, tenderly.
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A fanart of Don’t Dare the Devil chapter 11, by @chainslock_ thanks so much! 🤩 This is so beautiful. 😭
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