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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.

Touch of Flame

Oh, she had wanted to do that. She had wanted to punish them all and then herself, her last punishment being to disappear from this world.

Disappear. That was still a dream. One she had been close to achieving and that she would have probably achieved if not for a bigger dream. To see her sister.

Malachi looked at her bruised ankle while Nako came back with a bowl of cold water with ice. Ravina was sure he didn't give her instructions on how to prepare it but he took the bowl and then lifted her feet, placing it under.

She just sat her feet in the cold water without flinching. She needed it. The pain or whatever else it was. The sense of punishing oneself. Painful yet soothing. She just had to fight the soft sigh that threatened to escape her lips.

Malachi looked up at her, disturbingly so from being on his knees. She didn't know why this always bothered her.

Sister