Emerging from the darkness with a predatory grace, he blocked her path with a smirk that sent shivers down her spine. His lips curled into a devilish grin as he watched her struggle, relishing in the thrill of the hunt.
 With a gentle yet firm grip, his hands curled around her small waist as he pulled her close, his touch sending a wave of electricity skittering down her spine. She gasped as she felt his icy touch, her breath catching in her throat as she realized the futility of her efforts to escape.

"You cannot run from me, sweet angel." Lucian purred, his voice dripping with honeyed promises and wicked intent. "You are mine to claim, body and soul."

Dabria trembled as she met his gaze, the intensity of his silver eyes burning into her very core. There was a hunger there, primal and insatiable, that sent a thrill of anticipation coursing through her veins despite her fear.

As Lucian drew closer, his presence enveloped her like a cloak of darkness, suffusing her senses with a heady mixture of desire and dread. She could feel the heat of his breath against her skin, sending shivers of anticipation down her spine as he leaned in closer, his lips hovering just inches from her own.

In that moment, Dabria was powerless to resist him, her will crumbling beneath the weight of his seductive charm. She closed her eyes, surrendering herself to the inevitable as Lucian claimed her with a kiss that ignited a firestorm of passion within her soul.

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Prey To The Demon King

Sprawling onto the soft bed, Dabria’s eyes closed while thoughts of the dangers that awaited her spiralled in her mind. Could she escape before it was too late? She thought to herself but before she could devise a rational plan to escape whatever grim fate awaited her in the territory of demons, the hands of slumber drew her in. 


 The warmth from the fireplace and the rich velvet rubbing against her skin invited her to the world of dreams and soon, she was in a deep slumber. 


 The sun peeked through the velvet curtains, allowing filters of light to brush lightly on Dabria’s face. Soon, her eyes stirred open as she yawned and stretched her limbs, and within a few seconds, she immediately realised where she was. 


 Sprouting up on the bed, her wide eyes retraced the room as her fingers traced the silk sheets underneath her. This wasn’t her uncomfortable wooden bed with frail cotton mattress, neither was the exquisite looking chamber her tiny unflattering room. 


Aura