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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 · Fantasía
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In silence we speak

Ravina and Malachi had lunch at Araminta's home. It had been a while since they did so and although Malachi liked to have lunch with Ravina alone, he also missed sitting with his family. 

"Has the guest been found yet?" His mother asked. 

"I just came from there?" Saul beamed, walking into the room. From the happy look on his face, Malachi guessed he stirred some trouble. The man needed to find a purpose in life. "And guess what? He can walk." 

All of his brothers frowned and Ravina looked up confused from her plate. He could see the questions running through her mind and he had questions of his own. 

"What do you mean?" Araminta asked as she sat down at the table. 

Saul pulled a chair out and sank into it with a sigh. "It can only mean that his leg healed."

"Isn't he human?" 

"That is a good question," Saul said as he put food on his plate. 

"Could he be a witch?" Joel asked.