Asha_Nova

***Together, they were like fire and ice.***
Damon pursued, ready to conquer while Alexander ran, trying so hard to remain cold and guarded.
Alexander had thought guarding the sick crown prince was something so easy until he found himself cruelly yet so innocently tempted.
***excerpt***
"You will stay the hell away from me." Alexander threatened, his voice hard and tortured as he tried to recover from his emotional rollercoaster.
"Oh really?" Damon drawled as he held up a wine glass to his lips, taking a sip as his eyes looked at the man that was standing quite a distance from him, ready to bolt.
"Yes and I mean it your highness." Alexander replied and he watched the mischievous gleam that entered the prince's clear blue eyes that were quite a welcome compliment to his thick silver hair.
"Alright." he relented and Alexander blinked, surprised but his relief lasted for seconds.
"We will see how far you can run my honorable knight. Oh and just so you know, I love a good chase." Damon assured and it didn't take Alexander ages to know that he had close to no winning chance when it came to this one man.
Oh yes, he was doomed...so sweetly doomed....
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Hey guys, I have decided to try writing something new, a genre I haven't tried before but one that I find interesting enough to explore.
This book is a romance BL novel and if you are one that likes the genre or loves to try new things, please don't hesitate to try out my new book.
Also, feel free to check out my other novel...
The heiress's revenge: A rise from the ashes.
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Crown Of Hearts

"You can touch me if you want." Valerion breathed, his hand that was patiently glued to his side reaching out.

Eamon blinked, shocked as he watched his palm being laid flat against the sturdy olive tanned chest of this dragon.

His skin felt so soft and Eamon's entire body was set ablaze once he looked up and met those metallic grey eyes that were smouldering with something intense.

Eamon swallowed hard, his mind slowly registering their closeness.

Surprised, he withdrew his hand and attempted to step back but Valerion was quick,

He wrapped his arms around his waist and pulled him in.

Eamon's breath hitched when their chests clashed, their bodies molding perfectly at the contact.

He tried to escape Valerion's hold but the dragon didn't budge and just held him in a firm yet gentle grip.

How had he found himself in such a situation?

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