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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

Nazneen had bathed and pampered herself with scents and oils, brushed her hair until it was like waves of silk, lined her amber eyes, and adorned herself with golden jewelry and a rich green silky garment with a matching top. She made it less revealing, unsure why. No, she did no why. It was on an instinctual level, as if reclaiming her body after giving it away, retrieving some privacy so she could open the doors again when she wanted to.

She didn't see Ares around, so she thought he was probably still asleep. Humans needed more sleep, and he was not only tired but hurt too.

Nazneen asked her maids to prepare a bath in the room next by. Again, she found herself looking for clothes for him and bandages in case his wounds hadn't healed yet. How odd that she found this side of her that she never thought existed; tending to someone. But she had no complaints. She liked it.

Melting barriers