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The Crown's Fire

[Warning: r18+/strong mature content] Amidst the clash of desire and betrayal, who will dare to sacrifice everything for the sake of love? With the ability to foresee the future, Tarah could propel kings to unprecedented heights of success or plunge them into the depths of irreversible failure. But when her kingdom fell, Tarah was forced to offer herself into servitude to her captor in exchange for her brother’s life, becoming a spy in a dangerous game against Ezekiel, the future Dragon King of Ebodia. Haunted by a prophecy of his doom by a woman’s hand, Prince Ezekiel has meticulously avoided female company throughout his life. However, everything changed when he met Tarah, the new fated Seer of Ebodia. Initially only caring about ruling the world, Ezekiel now finds himself strongly enamored by Tarah, at the risk of losing sight of his own goals. Caught between safeguarding her brother's life and the growing affection for the domineering ruler, Tarah faces a dilemma. Will she navigate this dangerous path, risking everything for her heart's desires? ********* Excerpt: "You can't escape me. There's nowhere in this world where you can hide from my reach," Ezekiel whispered, his breath warm against her neck. Her throat tightened as his lips grazed her skin. With a firm yet gentle grip on her chin, he tilted her head, urging her to meet his intense gaze, causing her heart to pound in her chest. "I'm here to make you remember every detail of the agony you've caused me," he declared. "Agony?!" she protested. "Yes, your cruel betrayal. Leaving me, breaking your promise..."

Eustoma_Reyna · Fantasy
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295 Chs

Don’t Be Sorry

Asura was still sobbing as she stepped out of the tent. It was the first time she had witnessed Katelina snap out of herself like that. She had never seen Katelina suffer firsthand, but she had heard about it from palace servants and Marla's mockings. 

She had an idea of what Katelina had gone through, yet she had never seen Katelina display the slightest weakness. Katelina had always been composed, showing strength during those years of slavery under Devon.

"Asura," she felt Kasper's arms around her as he guided her back inside her tent.

"I feel so bad for her," she cried, burying her face into Kasper's chest. "Why does she need to remember those horrendous memories with Devon?" she grunted.