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Undressed by the Half-Beast Prince

#completed!!! As Sophia lay beneath Ragnar, she watched in awe as a primal energy surged through him. Ragnar's body trembled, his muscles tensing and freezing in place, as the runes coursing through him glowed with an intense crimson hue. It was as if a vibrant river of power flowed within him, originating from his heart and branching out to every inch of his being. His nails elongated and sharpened, while his canines protruded from his pristine row of teeth, revealing his primal nature. Ragnar's body quivered as the remnants of the ancient entity receded. His breaths came in ragged bursts, his eyes fluttering open to reveal a mix of relief and anguish. "Ragnar...," Sophia's voice trembled as she called out Ragnar's name. Ragnar startled, slowly opening his eyes. His irises slitted, elongating like those of a reptile. The orbs mirrored Ymat's, an exact reflection of his dragon's eyes. Sophia's jaw dropped in astonishment. So, this was the birth defect he had concealed all this time. ~~~ #completed #war #kingdombuilding #loveaftermarriage #politics #multiplecouple #mutant #princess #diplomacy #heartwarming “All is fair in love and war” Prince Ragnar Clementine, suddenly appointed Lady Sophia Mary, the leader of mystical healer clan, to be his war prize after protecting Cescil Kingdom. However, Sophia had already been married to her husband of three years, Sir Arthur George, though they had yet to have a child. Yet, deep within Sophia's core, a hunger for Ragnar grew, a hunger that consumed her body and soul. In a world where duty and passion collide, will they succumb to the depths of their hunger or find the way to resist? ~~~ WARNING: - THE COVER BOOK IS COMMISSIONED - READ THE HASHTAG!!! - Slow burn type love story - Not smut centered story! - Mature contents and R18+ explicit in later chapters, approximately chapter 60 above. - I give warning at the beginning of chapters! ~ ~ ~ other works: - Sequel: Undressed by the half beast King #completed - Wolfdale: Blood of The Moon - Mafia Princess: Raised by Wolves - The Man of My Bitterest Lesson #completed

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A Promise That Now Feels Hard to Keep

Reeve, wrapped in his cloak, felt the chilly night air as Qedren sailed through the sky.

His senses were acutely attuned to the surroundings as he maintained a vigilant watch over the terrain below.

The moonlight cast a silvery sheen on Qedren's emerald scales, creating an ethereal, almost mystical, sight as they soared through the night.

Reeve's heart raced with anticipation, hoping to spot any signs of Elder Cryica's passage.

He murmured words of encouragement to his loyal dragon, his hand gently stroking Qedren's rugged head as they pressed onward through the crisp night air.

"Let's pick up the pace, Qedren," he urged, his voice low, knowing that time was of the essence.

His dragon responded with a powerful beat of its emerald wings, propelling them forward into the night, in pursuit of answers and, hopefully, Lorian's safe return.