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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

Sweet night

Goodnight kiss? 

Before she could think, he leaned closer and she shut her eyes and pressed her lips into a thin line, like a child. Her hands clutched the blankets tightly and her breath stilled. 

She could feel him closer, his hot breath fanned her lips and his soft hair brushed down her cheek. He was that close? 

"Ravina," he whispered her name softly. 

She opened her eyes and stared right into his.  They glowed in the dim light, the brown in them looking like caramel. 

Malachi caressed her cheek with the back of his forefinger and her lips parted with a staggered breath. He watched her as he dragged his finger down her skin again, a warm gentle brush against her cheek. 

"I can't resist you," he confessed in a deep low tone that vibrated in her chest. But she wasn't sure what he was referring to this time because he wasn't looking at her with hungry eyes. His gaze was soft, tender, and slightly troubled.