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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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Pushing and Pulling

Nazneen found her face close to Ares's, and his emerald eyes pierced into hers. His bruised face was stern, and his jaw clenched as he towered over her, asking her to repeat what she said. She knew she had upset him, but she didn't care. 

"Say that again!" he threatened, and she felt her blood boil with rage. She had a sudden urge to push him away and just yell at him to go. Just leave! She didn't want him here, nor did she  need him. 

"I said.." she began between clenched teeth. "I don't need fragile humans around. It is distracting." 

He yanked her even closer, his breath and scent now a distraction. "Fragile?"

"What else should I call you?" She spat, angry at herself for being distracted and wanting to take back her words. But she had already gone too far. She couldn't back down now. "You might not be fragile for a human, but you are among dragons now, and I can't be busy saving you."

"Then don't!" He bit out.