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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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Pervert

Whoever walked into the room held a fire torch making the room a little brighter than before, Elysia could see the silhouette of a man making his way towards her. When he got closer, it was then she noticed it was Fredrick who had approached her earlier. He wore black trousers and a burgundy colored shirt, dark circles surrounded his eyes and he appeared tired, almost as if he did not slept well.

"How are you doing, Elysia?" he asked, only to be met with silence for a few minutes.

"How do you think I am doing, Fredrick?" Elysia asked, her teeth gnashed together in rage, her green eyes glaring stubbornly at him.

The man had the audacity to chuckle like she had said something funny, but almost immediately his eyes turned serious as he stared at her face, his dark gaze lingering on her bruised cheek. He brought his hand forward, holding her jaw, he turned her face to the side so he could see her injury better. "What happened to your face?"