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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

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Special thanks to Kassy_Murphy for the Golden Ticket

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Rain poured down around them, drenching every inch of their clothing as Elysia stood close to Azrael, feeling the warmth of his body against the chill of the storm. Azrael's gaze held hers, intense and unyielding, his eyes searching her face as though reading every unspoken emotion. Gently, he brushed a raindrop from her cheek with his thumb, the touch lingering, his hand slowly gliding down to cradle her face. Elysia's heart raced, her breath hitching, feeling the undeniable pull that had been building between them for so long.

His hand slid to her waist, guiding her closer until their bodies were nearly flush. With a slight tilt of his head, he leaned in, his lips brushing hers tentatively, The softness of his mouth against hers sent a spark of warmth through her, a contrast to the cold raindrops clinging to her skin.