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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 · Fantasi
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Behave (part 1)

Ravina was so hot with anger mixed with embarrassment like she had never been before. But again, no man had ever treated her like this. This man was deranged. She didn't even care to fight him. She just wanted to disappear. Cover her face. She was so conflicted in her anger that she punched him once, the bloody thick-skinned dragon. Her fist probably felt like a pillow to him. 

Ravina did the only thing she could do. She dug her nails into his back and scratched him. He shivered. "Oh, I like that." He drawled. 

"Bastard!" She called him wishing she had put a pin in her hair today so she could stab him. 

Once they were back in his mansion he took her upstairs and she realized he was taking her to his room. 

"No! Where are you taking me?" 

"Where I want you to be," he said and then tossed her on his bed. 

The blood that had pooled down to her face finally drained down her veins but her face was still hot with anger and embarrassment.