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The Dragon King's Pet

Elysia's life is shattered when a devastating fire claims her parents. Seeking refuge with her only remaining family, her uncle, she is betrayed and sold to slave traders. Her fate seems sealed when the Dragon lord buys her, but Elysia is determined to escape. On the run and desperate, Elysia crosses path with the Dragon King, Azrael—a powerful and ruthless king, known for his strength, dominance and power. With nowhere else to turn, Elysia pleads for his protection, offering anything in return. Intrigued by her cournage, Azrael makes a bold choice.... he claims her as his pet. As time goes by, a forbidden attraction begins to bloom between them. But just as passion ignites, a dangerous secret is revealed that threatens to shatter everything they’ve built Meanwhile, in the shadows of Valeria, a powerful enemy lurks in the dark, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. --- EXCERPT --- Azrael’s gaze burned into Elysia, his lips curving into a wicked smile as he closed the distance between them. His fingers, firm but teasing, gripped her waist, pulling her against his body. “Do you know what happens to those who defy me, little pet?” His voice was low, dripping with dark amusement. He leaned down, his lips hovering just above hers, close enough for her to feel his breath but not close enough to touch. “They beg.”Elysia’s pulse quickened, her breath catching as her body betrayed the fear melting into something far more dangerous. Her lips parted, but no words came out. "You're mine, Elysia, I will burn the world for you." She heard him say in a low growl, making her legs tremble more.

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Still A Slave

Elysia woke up early as usual and prepared for her day, she had breakfast quickly and made way to the writing room where her governess was seated waiting for her.

"Good morning, Miss Rebecca." Elysia greeted with a polite smile, as she moved to take a seat opposite the woman. The rays of early afternoon sunlight streamed through the tall windows of the room.

"Good morning, Lady Elysia, I do hope you had a wonderful night rest?" Rebecca asked, her hands placed on her lap.

"I did, thank you. Did you sleep well too?" Elysia inquired, observing the woman's soft features.

"I did too, thank you. You are such a sweet young Lady." Rebecca praised, making Elysia to blush.

Elysia struggled to keep her posture right, as instructed by her governess with shoulders back, chin slightly raised, her hands clasped delicately in her lap.

"Are you listening, Elysia?" Rebecca voice cut through her thoughts, stern but not unkind.