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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.

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Growing Headache

Elysia was grateful for the servant's interruption at the perfect time, even though it was only for a short time, she still appreciated it. Her heart was pounding loudly in her chest and she needed to calm it down immediately. Her governess was diving into matters that were delicate to her heart, matters that she was scared to think about, for she was not ready for the truth.

"Are you alright, My Lady?" Rebecca asked, noticing Elysia's discomfort. She lifted the teacup to her lips, drawing a sip of the creamy tea.

"Yes I am." Elysia replied, a small smile gracing her lips. Her eyes were fixed on the cup placed in front of her, her throat felt dry, but she feared if she lifted the cup it would fall from her shaking hands.