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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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221 Chs

Innocent Eyes

Mr. Portley opened his bag and pulled out an envelope, handing it over to Gabriel. "This is a letter written by your grandaunt herself. If you don't believe me, I'm sure this will be proof enough."

Gabriel hastily tore open the envelope and unfolded the letter, his eyes darting across the script on the paper.

Dear Gabriel,

I hope you are well after all this years, I will not beat around the bush as we are not much of friends. As you may or may not have heard, the Duke has passed away without having an heir to take over the dukedom.

As much as I despise you and your family, I must make this painful decision to make you the next heir of the dukedom as the thought of a stranger taking over the family's title feels worst. I will be expecting you at the manor next week, do not make this difficult and be useful to this family once. Take care.

Your Grandaunt,

Lady Dalia Elizabeth.