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#R18
#DARK
#SURVIVAL
#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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I Believe In You, Elysia.

Special thanks to Kassy_murphy for the Golden Tickets :)

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The moon cast its pale light across their chamber, spilling through window and rested on her restless form. Elysia lay tangled in her sheets, her mind racing with fragmented thoughts of Azrael and Lucan. The silence of the night was calm and quiet, and no matter how she tried, sleep eluded her.

Elysia sighed deeply, sitting up and rubbing her temples. The faint scent of lavender from a nearby vase did little to soothe her frayed nerves. A sudden knock on the door broke the stillness. Her heart leaped, her thoughts immediately drifting to Azrael. She let out a sigh before answering , "Come in."

The door creaked open, revealing the King. His tall frame filled the doorway, his arms crossed over his chest. He wore a loose, dark robe, his hair slightly tousled as though he had been as restless as she.

"You are still awake," Azrael remarked, stepping inside and closing the door behind him.