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The Dragon King's Chosen Bride

What exactly does it mean to be his bride? *** Every year, in each of the seven villages that made up the great Kingdom of Ignas, a Choosing Ritual was conducted. During this Chosing Ritual, one of the ladies in the village would be chosen to be the dreaded Dragon King's Bride. No one knew exactly why the ritual was being performed every year or what happened to the brides that had been chosen in the past. Was he turning them into slaves? Feeding them to his dragon? Or was he... feeding on them? That couldn't be ruled out. After all, there were rumours that the king wasn't like them, that he wasn't human. Yet the question relentlessly troubled the people's heart. What was he using them for?! But they dared not question the King, afraid of what fate daring to go against him would be. Anyways, none of these was Belladonna's business. Although it was her village's turn to produce a bride this year, she was certain she wouldn't get chosen. Why? Well, because she had a plan and she was absolutely certain it wouldn't fail her... or would it? *** Note - This novel contains mature content. - Cover isn't mine. Full credit to the artist. Should they require that I take it down, I will. __ Want to give me more inspiration? Weekly Goals. 15 golden tickets - 1 bonus chapter. 200 power stones - 1 bonus chapter. ((Please help me meet them, thank you!)) Please check out my other books. 1. Stealing The Alphas' Soul (In a competition, please support). 2. Mated To The King Of Darkness 3. Dangerously Yours Till Eternity. Also, please check out "MOANSTERS // Reverse Harem" if you are interested in Reverse Harem stories. Thank you!

Phinix · Fantasía
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74 - "Well, You Can Suffer."

“No!” She blurted, her eyes filled with anger that was directed at him. “No, don't touch me. I don't want you touching me at all. I won't let the hands of my intended murderer bring me pleasure,” A hurt look took over his face for only a moment but she refused to believe that he was hurt at all. He was so manipulative, he couldn't trust him. She couldn't take pity on his blunt words and insensitive attitude, she couldn't take pity on him. He wasn't even hurt. By Ignas, she hated him. “Also, I’m in no outfit to run around the Castle either. I’m too naked for that.” Two of her fingers slithered into her folds, and her body jolted forward, bringing her closer to Ikrus, who she now realized could see her absolutely naked under the clear water.

“Ikrus?” she moaned.

He hummed, his eyes darkening. “You should leave now.”

But he didn't!