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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

The Wedding (part 1)

Ravina could hear the resonant beat of drums outside as she prepared for her wedding, cocooned in a whirl of excitement and nerves. Her sister, Darcy, and the one she considered a sister now, Georgia, together with Araminta, were at her side, ensuring every detail of her attire was perfect. She donned a sumptuous red dress, richly adorned with golden embroidery that shimmered opulently, enhancing her fair complexion and echoing the golden hues in her hair, making her appear regal and affluent.

As Araminta delicately applied makeup to Ravina's face and added subtle scents, the final touch was the veil. Thin and translucent, it draped over her face, its golden embroidery slightly obscuring her view but adding to her bridal mystique.

"You look stunning," Araminta remarked, her voice quivering with barely concealed emotion. Ravina noticed the tears brimming in her eyes - a pact to not cry—yet emotions ran high.