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The Dragon King's Chosen Bride

(COMPLETED) 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. Please check out my other books. 1. The Alphas' Chaos, The King's Forbidden 2. Mated To The King Of Darkness (COMPLETED) 3. Dangerously Yours Till Eternity. Also, please check out "MOANSTERS // Reverse Harem" if you are interested in Reverse Harem stories. Thank you!

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Chapter 54 - Ik'la Ikrus

She yanked her hand away from him, feeling the sparks from that stupid contact already running wild in her veins, her body betraying her for reacting this way.

It made her even more infuriated.

Even her body wasn't supporting her in this.

“You are a mad man!” She hissed. “A Mad Beast of whatever you are! What was that for?!”

“You are hurt.” His voice held that calmness that infuriated her and once again, he reached for her hand.

“No!” She moved away.

“I’m not done.”

“I said no!”

“There is more.”

“I will clean it myself!” She snapped, heading towards the door and now feeling the sting of the cut that went right through her palm.

He stopped her easily, his hand anchoring around her waist and redirecting her.

“Why leave? I have all the things you need.”

“I don't want your tongue anywhere near me,” she gritted as he pushed her onto the sofa, forcing her to stay there.

When she fought him, he pinned her down. “Sit. Down.”