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SILVER-HAIRED

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT] He's cold, He's unspoken, He's powerful, He's a beauty identical to that of a god, His walls are up, And he's... something else. ~ Sylvia, a Silver-Haired destined for greatness, finds herself thrust into the heart of the Empire's machinations when her father's life hangs in the balance. In the hands of a man known as the most powerful warlock, she discovers a world of intrigue and desire she never knew existed. Cold and unspoken, yet possessing a beauty akin to that of a god, the enigmatic warlock holds Sylvia captive not only with his power but with the mysteries that surround him. As their paths intertwine in an arranged marriage, Sylvia is swept into a whirlwind of passion and danger, where the flames of desire threaten to consume them both. But beneath the warlock's icy exterior lies a heart yearning for something more, and Sylvia may hold the key to unlocking the secrets of his past. Will they succumb to the forces that seek to tear them apart, or will love conquer all in the face of darkness? Join Sylvia and the mysterious warlock on a journey of discovery and redemption in this captivating tale of magic, betrayal, and the power of love. ------- This is the First Installation of the Silver Saga but can be read as a Standalone. Book One: SILVER-HAIRED Book Two: SILVER-HEART Book Three: SILVER-HEX ------- Cover is mine.

Dy_zamite · Fantasy
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223 Chs

Say It

At the denied pleasure, I felt like I was losing my mind, I eagerly moved my waist to urge him to move again, but he was still like the mountain. How was he able to contain this? And gods the look he gave me, that smirk on his lips I wanted to kiss it away, he was enjoying this, he enjoyed seeing me in desperate need of a release.

"My wildfire" he mused, the movement of his lips as he says my nickname, gods this man was making me become a mess, I desired him so badly like it was killing me.

"Move" I hummed, moving my waist again but not even a movement, was it possible to be this still?

He leaned down, brushing his nose on mine, he has only done this action twice to me but it felt very familiar, what other time have he done it?

"Say it," he murmured. "Tell me how much you want me, my love"

I moaned, his gentle words were making my head whirl, I moved my waist again but still no movement.