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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

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Marla's face paled as she witnessed Ezekiel's decisive strike against Devon. Her body trembled uncontrollably as she backed away, her mind racing with fear and disbelief. She knew she had to escape or face a similar fate.

"I can't believe this... Devon died... This can't be..." Her words were choked with emotion as tears streamed down her face. With each step, her panic grew, fueling her desperate flight from the gruesome scene. She couldn't comprehend how someone as powerful as Devon could be defeated so easily. There was no way Devon would vanish like that…

Meanwhile, inside the destroyed throne hall, with Devon's lifeless form crumbling to the ground, Ezekiel raised his hands, summoning forth the potent blue flames of his dragon power. These flames were not just physical, but mystical, capable of consuming not only flesh but the very essence of one's being.