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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 · Fantasie
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Food and Pleasure

Malachi was ensnared in a cloud of new emotions, sprawled in bed while Ravina, surrendered to sleep beside him. A storm of confusion brewed within him. Earlier, he had anticipated an uncontrollable surge from his dragon as they made love, a wave of ferocity that would seize control. Yet, that did not occur.

Instead, it was as if a new facet of his being had emerged, one that craved the mastery, the utter dominance over each sensation. He yearned to etch every gasp, every shudder of their union into the depths of his memory. 

His dragon didn't thrash in blind passion; it relished the intimate dance, savoring each exchange of heated whispers and fervent caresses. He had feared an abrupt release, a finale that would mar their initial union, but his self-restraint had proven him wrong. Maybe, he mused, it was the mystical bond of their mating that endowed him with this newfound restraint.