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The Dragon's Cursed Mate

"How can I get rid these feelings? I hate this. I hate that I can't resist you. I hate the fact that I'm obsessed with you. You burn me with the irresistible desire. And now I want you tonight. Under me, moaning my name so I know that you are completely mine." SYNOPSIS: What would you do if your fated mate hates you just because you are human? Edna never knew her family. She was raised by the people who took advantage of her all her life. When she escaped, she stumbled upon the dragon lord who hated humans to the core. Maximilian hated her because she was human, and he hated her more because he couldn't resist her allure... because she was his mate. Her scent made him go crazy. He wanted to ravish her every night. He wanted her to scream his name whenever he pound her senseless. However, he hated the fact that she was human, a cursed one at that. So, he treated her so badly. Edna tried to stay away so she wouldn't get hurt, and Maximilian tried to close his heart from softening up to this lowly human, but no matter how much they tried, their bond kept bringing them back together. Would Edna finally leave him or would Max change and accept their mate bond?

Gigi_Saga · Fantaisie
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The End Of The Battle

"Sir," muttered Edna who was surprised to find herself sitting on the back of a different dragon.

Maximilian flew much faster than Luca. The man dived sharply upwards, forcing Edna to hold tighter on the horns on the dragon's back. The girl closed her eyes when dark black clouds came into view.

After breaking through the black clouds, Maximillian spread his wings again and flew steadily. Edna opened her eyes and saw how the dazzling sun greeted them so beautifully.

The sun felt much bigger in front of her, but Edna didn't feel hot at all. She felt a familiar warmth instead. Where did she feel the warmth? It seemed she had been feeling it lately.

Ah, Edna remembered! It was the same warmth that blazed when the Westfall basement mysteriously caught on fire. A heat that was so ancient and powerful. Something that wasn't from their world.