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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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219 Chs

Amara's Death

Elysia's eyes fluttered open, finding herself back in the King's room. Her heart raced as she tried to process the vivid dream. The sunlight filtered through the window, signaling morning.

With a shaky breath, she propped herself up on her elbows, her gaze falling on Azrael. He slept soundly beside her, his hair messy and partially covering his face. One of his arms was draped over her, holding her close even in his sleep.

Lying back on the bed, Elysia turned to face the King, gently pushing his hair aside to get a better look at him. Her fingers brushed his skin, and as if on cue, his eyes fluttered open and locked onto hers. "Did I wake you?" she asked, a blush creeping across her face. It wasn't natural for someone to look this good upon waking.

He smiled, revealing his perfect teeth, and his voice came out deeper, more husky. "I could get used to waking up like this, with you beside me."