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Touch of Flame

He is a threat to her existence. A hot-blooded dragon of Royal blood, King Malachi is taken hostage by the humans he despises so much. Deprived of his freedom, he is imprisoned in a dark cave, his rage growing with each day of torture and humiliation. The only light he sees comes in the form of a human female, offering her care. A woman who makes him burn with equal fury and desire. A woman who has no place in his heart or mind, for only one thought sustains him. Vengeance! And even if her kindness softens his heart and her touch sets his body aflame, she will not be spared his wrath. Because once he breaks the chains of slavery, he will burn down her whole world. She is the key to his freedom. The cold-hearted princess Ravina is a woman with a mission. Eradicate the dragon race from the face of earth. But when she finds out that the very creatures who killed her parents could also be the ones who kidnapped her sister, she has no choice but to change her plans. To find her sister, she must get closer to the creature she despises. But things don’t always go as planned and soon Ravina ends up finding more than she bargained for. Caught in a battle between humans and dragons, love and hatred, trust and betrayal, Ravina must make every choice with caution. And with every step she takes closer to the fiery beast, she risks melting the ice surrounding her heart and being consumed by the flames of fury and passion.

JasmineJosef · Fantasy
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334 Chs

A step closer

Nazneen was impatiently waiting for Ares, hearing from a distance that the men were still awake. It would take a while, she thought, frustrated. 

She wandered around the royal house, making her way to the other side, where Sylas had promised to fix it. As she neared the now rebuilt section, she heard different kinds of noises in the distance. 

Following the sounds, she soon realized what it was. A mix of heavy breathing, rhythmic creaking, and the occasional low moan and deep grunt. The maid Anora was quick, but it was not Saul that was pinned between her legs. It was Jonathan. 

Sudden footsteps made Nazneen strain her ears. When the footsteps stopped, so did the moans and the creaking sound. 

Did someone interrupt them? 

Nazneen heard another woman's voice. "Am I late?" 

"No," she heard Anora respond. "Jonathan? Do you mind?" 

"I do not," she heard him say, out of breath.