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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 · Fantasy
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334 Chs

Beginning of Battle

"What is happening?" Malachi's brothers gathered, their expressions filled with concern.

"Aaron, take everyone to safety. The rest of you, follow me. We need to stop this," Malachi commanded, his voice loaded with urgency.

Ravina's heart pounded in her chest as confusion and fear clouded her mind. She understood that humans had discovered their hiding place, but the sudden arrival of an armed army left her questioning who these people were. 

Malachi turned to Ravina, his eyes filled with a mix of protectiveness and determination. "Get inside and don't come out," he instructed, his voice laced with concern.

Her gaze fixated on the approaching army, seeing them rise on their horses down the mountains and and hills and into the village. They wore an armor she didn't recognize but it had a specific symbol that felt familiar. Where had she seen it? They shot crossbows into the air at the dragons meaning to attack them and their shields could withstand fire.