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The Crown's Fire

[Warning: r18+/strong mature content] Amidst the clash of desire and betrayal, who will dare to sacrifice everything for the sake of love? With the ability to foresee the future, Tarah could propel kings to unprecedented heights of success or plunge them into the depths of irreversible failure. But when her kingdom fell, Tarah was forced to offer herself into servitude to her captor in exchange for her brother’s life, becoming a spy in a dangerous game against Ezekiel, the future Dragon King of Ebodia. Haunted by a prophecy of his doom by a woman’s hand, Prince Ezekiel has meticulously avoided female company throughout his life. However, everything changed when he met Tarah, the new fated Seer of Ebodia. Initially only caring about ruling the world, Ezekiel now finds himself strongly enamored by Tarah, at the risk of losing sight of his own goals. Caught between safeguarding her brother's life and the growing affection for the domineering ruler, Tarah faces a dilemma. Will she navigate this dangerous path, risking everything for her heart's desires? ********* Excerpt: "You can't escape me. There's nowhere in this world where you can hide from my reach," Ezekiel whispered, his breath warm against her neck. Her throat tightened as his lips grazed her skin. With a firm yet gentle grip on her chin, he tilted her head, urging her to meet his intense gaze, causing her heart to pound in her chest. "I'm here to make you remember every detail of the agony you've caused me," he declared. "Agony?!" she protested. "Yes, your cruel betrayal. Leaving me, breaking your promise..."

Eustoma_Reyna · Fantasi
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295 Chs

Killing The Mood

Kingdom of Ebodia

Ezme remained by Atlas's side, even after he agreed to marry her. She cherished their time together and felt the need to introduce him to her mother in their kingdom. However, she struggled to find the right words to broach the topic. 

As they sat in his office, finishing up their tasks for the day, Ezme finally mustered the courage to speak.

"Are we finished for the night?" she asked as Atlas began tidying his desk.

"Yes," he replied simply.

"Do you think you'll have any free time this week?" she pressed, gathering her own belongings.

Atlas studied her for a moment before asking, "What's on your mind?"

Ezme hesitated, unsure of how to express herself without adding pressure to Atlas or upsetting her mother further, whom she had been avoiding. "My mother... I..." she started, trailing off.