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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.

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Crazy or Queen?

Malachi sat on his throne and took Ravina to sit beside him. At this point, everyone already knew that she wasn't going anywhere and would stay by his side and he only intended to make it more clear as days went by. It would be better if everyone got used to it. 

They sat higher, around the arena where Nazneen would fight for her throne. He got a clearer picture of what people thought about her while waiting for the fight. 

Some called her crazy, unstable, and dangerous and others whispered of her past calling her rude, vain, and an attention seeker. This was already not going well for her. 

"Will she be alright?" Ravina asked. 

"She seemed ready. We shall see." 

The oldest son of the snakeherd family, Vilem stepped into the arena, clad to fight with high leather boots and trousers. The crowd cheered for him and then they waited for his opponent.