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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 · Fantasia
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334 Chs

Good morning

For the first time, Ravina actually wished she could sleep. She just wanted whatever she was feeling to stop and where her thoughts went. It was impossible. That was just the way it was. When someone told themselves to stop thinking about something, then they thought more about it. 

Now she couldn't help herself. She reminisced his fingers around her jaw and then slowly trailing down her throat, followed but what just happened now, his fingers continued to trail down her stomach, grazing her skin as he peeled the paint off. 

She could still feel the heat of his fingers where he had touched her, but truth was, he had touched her everywhere. Undressed her with his gaze. She had seen his eyes. The way he looked at her. There was no mistaking what he was thinking. What he wanted.