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The Dragon King's Pet

Elysia's life is shattered when a devastating fire claims her parents. Seeking refuge with her only remaining family, her uncle, she is betrayed and sold to slave traders. Her fate seems sealed when the Dragon lord buys her, but Elysia is determined to escape. On the run and desperate, Elysia crosses path with the Dragon King, Azrael—a powerful and ruthless king, known for his strength, dominance and power. With nowhere else to turn, Elysia pleads for his protection, offering anything in return. Intrigued by her cournage, Azrael makes a bold choice.... he claims her as his pet. As time goes by, a forbidden attraction begins to bloom between them. But just as passion ignites, a dangerous secret is revealed that threatens to shatter everything they’ve built Meanwhile, in the shadows of Valeria, a powerful enemy lurks in the dark, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. --- EXCERPT --- Azrael’s gaze burned into Elysia, his lips curving into a wicked smile as he closed the distance between them. His fingers, firm but teasing, gripped her waist, pulling her against his body. “Do you know what happens to those who defy me, little pet?” His voice was low, dripping with dark amusement. He leaned down, his lips hovering just above hers, close enough for her to feel his breath but not close enough to touch. “They beg.”Elysia’s pulse quickened, her breath catching as her body betrayed the fear melting into something far more dangerous. Her lips parted, but no words came out. "You're mine, Elysia, I will burn the world for you." She heard him say in a low growl, making her legs tremble more.

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Vilewood

Two days had passed, and Azrael, Elysia, and Sevastian were ready to begin their journey. A carriage stood waiting at the palace entrance, polished and prepared for the long trip ahead. Azrael had instructed Sevastian to ensure they carried an assortment of weapons, ready to face any dangers they might encounter.

The trio climbed into the carriage as the carriage began to move.The journey was tense yet uneventful, the serene surroundings doing little to ease the anxiety gnawing at them. Despite the peace, an unspoken fear lingered—the sense that something sinister could be lurking in the depths of the forest, waiting to strike.

Azrael had already informed the bailiff of his visit. Vilewood was a ghostly town that sent chills down one's spine, its eerie atmosphere stirring unease in all who entered. With a population of only about two thousand, the town's desolation was palpable, filling hearts with an undeniable sense of discomfort.