Eustoma_Reyna

[Warning: r18+/strong mature content]
Amidst the clash of desire and betrayal, who will dare to sacrifice everything for the sake of love?

With the ability to foresee the future, Tarah could propel kings to unprecedented heights of success or plunge them into the depths of irreversible failure. But when her kingdom fell, Tarah was forced to offer herself into servitude to her captor in exchange for her brother’s life, becoming a spy in a dangerous game against Ezekiel, the future Dragon King of Ebodia.

Haunted by a prophecy of his doom by a woman’s hand, Prince Ezekiel has meticulously avoided female company throughout his life. However, everything changed when he met Tarah, the new fated Seer of Ebodia. Initially only caring about ruling the world, Ezekiel now finds himself strongly enamored by Tarah, at the risk of losing sight of his own goals.

Caught between safeguarding her brother's life and the growing affection for the domineering ruler, Tarah faces a dilemma. Will she navigate this dangerous path, risking everything for her heart's desires?

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"You can't escape me. There's nowhere in this world where you can hide from my reach," Ezekiel whispered, his breath warm against her neck.

Her throat tightened as his lips grazed her skin.

With a firm yet gentle grip on her chin, he tilted her head, urging her to meet his intense gaze, causing her heart to pound in her chest.

"I'm here to make you remember every detail of the agony you've caused me," he declared.

"Agony?!" she protested.

"Yes, your cruel betrayal. Leaving me, breaking your promise..."

The Crown's Fire

"Your Highness?" Tarah called out once more when the Prince didn't answer her.

His nose against her skin and his warm breath tickled her, and made her feel foreign sensations burning inside, ones that she shouldn't have!

"Your smell… It's intoxicating. I can't help but think if this damn dragon was referring to this scent," he growled in annoyance.

Tarah's face fell as she scorned, "Why don't you let it take over for a while and confirm if it's really me?"

Ezekiel backed his head up to look straight into her eyes. "I can't let the dragon take over," he firmly stated. "It will kill anyone who has the Dragonrider's blood. You're my Seer, and no, I will not let anyone dare lay a finger on you…"

Ezekiel finally released Tarah from his hold, allowing her to eventually breathe properly.

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