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#MYSTERY
#DARK
#VILLAIN
#NONHUMAN
#POSSESSIVE
#HISTORICAL
#DRAGON
#ENEMIESTOLOVERS
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Married To The Last Ice Dragon

[Warning: Matured Content] "Do you want me to carry you in my heart?" .... The moment he was born, the world remained in winter. No rainfall, no bright summer, only snowfall. He was a threat to every living being in the world... Cyrus, the devil incarnate. Devious, dangerous, cold as ice, the being everyone wanted to kill and the being everyone feared.. Being the only fire mage, Sage, the princess of Credia, stood as the main protector of her kingdom, Credia, during dangers. Her life changed when she was told that she was going to get married to a cold hearted beast, the last ice dragon. .... Excerpt "We might be married but I am not going to sleep in the same room with you," Sage said, gritting her teeth. A smile tugged his lips. "Is that so?" He asked and placed his leg on top of the other. Sage frowned deeply. "Yes," She drawled, clenched her fists which busted out raging flames of fire. "I am going to sleep here, with you." Cyrus said calmly and stood up walking towards her slowly. Sage couldn't deny that she was scared but she wasn't going to let her fear get the best of her. "Don't come closer!" "Why?" "I am going to burn you!" She screamed, closing her eyes shut. Fear swallowed her when she felt a cold hand grab her wrist and her back met the bed with Cyrus hovering over her. He leaned his face close to hers, diverting his lips to her ear and said with a seductive deep whisper that sent chills to her spine. "I want you to burn me, my love,"

Mystic_Fantasy73 · Fantasia
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253 Chs
#R18
#MYSTERY
#DARK
#VILLAIN
#NONHUMAN
#POSSESSIVE
#HISTORICAL
#DRAGON
#ENEMIESTOLOVERS
#SEDUCTIVE

Where is Cyrus?

The mansion was massive, the roofs covered in snow, and she carefully climbed the stairs while carrying Darren on her back. Arthur kept an eye on her in case she fell, and the warriors surrounded them like escorts.

The hooded female warrior immediately opened the door, and a handsome, innocent, tawny long haired man stood at the railing in the middle of the left and right stairs leading to rooms in the mansion, staring directly at her with a straight expression.

Everyone came to a halt except Sage, who took a few steps forward as her gaze shifted away from him and scanned the area of the mansion she was in.

In comparison to the castle, it felt warmer, and it was simple yet luxuriously decorated with chandeliers on the ceilings.

Sage finally came to a halt and turned to face the man. He didn't give her the impression of a fire dragon.

Sage narrowed her eyes at him because he wasn't.