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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..." ***** MAIN STORY STATUS - COMPLETED

Eustoma_Reyna · Fantasy
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307 Chs

Sweet Torment

Tarah's smile widened as she opened her door wide to welcome him. "Why not? It's cold…" she answered with a wink. Ezekiel immediately stepped inside. Tarah followed, saying, "Let's have a drink by the fireplace. Can you please light it up?"

She retrieved a bottle of wine and two gold cups stored in the small storage area inside her bedchamber, then settled beside Ezekiel near the fireplace.

Tarah watched as he effortlessly conjured a flame ball on his palm and tossed it into the fireplace.

"There, but I don't think this is necessary anyway, since my arms will be enough to keep you warm. Like this…" Ezekiel murmured, pulling Tarah close to him with his arm around her shoulders. 

Tarah blushed, her heart racing. Ezekiel never failed to make her heart flutter whenever they were together, despite how quickly she and Ezekiel had grown accustomed to their intimate moments. His arms were indeed enough to keep her warm.