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Vol. 4: With the two prized brothers gone, the first prince was left to finally unleash his wrath on the moonlight dragons!

Not only him, but even the primal dragons are becoming more of a threat to the clan that they were bound to protect. Sinclair, the overlord of the island, was on his way to gain greater power... but with a huge price to pay. 

Will the clan survive in his absence? When Sinclair returns, will he find the people important to him... still breathing?

Book: Bored of living all his reincarnations as an overlord of the moonlight dragon clan, Sinclair King decided to be reborn in the human land. There, he met the only person that managed to make his heart flutter, Ainsley Leneghan. However, an accident had happened, and Sinclair chose to share his dragon heart with Ainsley, thus decreasing his power.

With his clan elders and leaders breathing down on their necks and attempting to reverse the act, Sinclair and Ainsley tried their best to live normally as much as they could... until another dragon clan attacked the city that Sinclair claimed as his own.

When the push came to a shove, what could Sinclair sacrifice for his love? Why couldn't he just hold Ainsley for eternity?

In Love with a Troublesome Dragon CEO [BL]

The green light of the morning shone over everything as the night had receded. Ainsley's eyes moved under the lids as he was slowly getting awakened. His lashes fluttered, only for them to open slowly. The first emotion that he felt that day was worry… as he could feel Sinclair's breath on his face… and it was the hottest he had ever felt from the other.

"Sinco?" Ainsley called out in a whisper, his eyes widening at the helpless face Sinclair was making. "What? You got sick?"

"…Leo…" A very faint voice came out, and Ainsley was being sent to a panic. He started to wipe the sweat on Sinclair's forehead with his hand, but the body heat Sinclair had was too hot for a human to not call a hospital. However, he had no idea if this was normal for a dragon.

Ainsley quickly flipped the blanket off of him and tried to make Sinclair lie down on the bed on his back. "I'll call Stuart. I don't know what to do. Can you talk?"

Making Wishes You can't Handle