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#R18
#DARK
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#POSSESSIVE
#IMMORTAL
#SMUT
#DRAGON
#SUPERNATURAL
#FORBIDDENLOVE
#STRONGFL

The Dragon King's Pet

Elysia's life is shattered when a devastating fire claims her parents. Seeking refuge with her only remaining family, her uncle, she is betrayed and sold to slave traders. Her fate seems sealed when the Dragon lord buys her, but Elysia is determined to escape. On the run and desperate, Elysia crosses path with the Dragon King, Azrael—a powerful and ruthless king, known for his strength, dominance and power. With nowhere else to turn, Elysia pleads for his protection, offering anything in return. Intrigued by her cournage, Azrael makes a bold choice.... he claims her as his pet. As time goes by, a forbidden attraction begins to bloom between them. But just as passion ignites, a dangerous secret is revealed that threatens to shatter everything they’ve built Meanwhile, in the shadows of Valeria, a powerful enemy lurks in the dark, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. --- EXCERPT --- Azrael’s gaze burned into Elysia, his lips curving into a wicked smile as he closed the distance between them. His fingers, firm but teasing, gripped her waist, pulling her against his body. “Do you know what happens to those who defy me, little pet?” His voice was low, dripping with dark amusement. He leaned down, his lips hovering just above hers, close enough for her to feel his breath but not close enough to touch. “They beg.”Elysia’s pulse quickened, her breath catching as her body betrayed the fear melting into something far more dangerous. Her lips parted, but no words came out. "You're mine, Elysia, I will burn the world for you." She heard him say in a low growl, making her legs tremble more.

amyxoxo_ · Fantasy
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265 Chs
#R18
#DARK
#SURVIVAL
#POSSESSIVE
#IMMORTAL
#SMUT
#DRAGON
#SUPERNATURAL
#FORBIDDENLOVE
#STRONGFL
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A Flying Knife

"Very well then, I am glad that it is settled. Have you found anything new about the Rynis?" Lyra inquired, eyes shifting from the books to where Sevastian stood.

"Not much, just the usual knowledge we shared in the library. Once I learn anything new, I will let you know Princess. You have nothing to worry about." Sevastian replied, waiting for her to leave but Lyra has other plans. She trailed her hand on the books before flipping through the pages.

"Will you be attending the ball my father is hosting for Rohan?" She turned to him, leaning against the table.

"No, I do not think a room of faes will appreciate having a dragon in their midst and your father might have my head this time," A hint of playfulness laced his voice making the young woman chuckle lightly.

"So you have jokes Lord Sevastian? I thought you were all seriousness and no play." Lyra teased, playing with a few strands of her hair.