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Elysia's life is shattered when a devastating fire claims her parents. Seeking refuge with her only remaining family, her uncle, she is betrayed and sold to slave traders. Her fate seems sealed when the Dragon lord buys her, but Elysia is determined to escape.

On the run and desperate, Elysia crosses path with the Dragon King, Azrael—a powerful and ruthless king, known for his strength, dominance and power. With nowhere else to turn, Elysia pleads for his protection, offering anything in return. Intrigued by her cournage, Azrael makes a bold choice.... he claims her as his pet.

As time goes by, a forbidden attraction begins to bloom between them. But just as passion ignites, a dangerous secret is revealed that threatens to shatter everything they’ve built

Meanwhile, in the shadows of Valeria, a powerful enemy lurks in the dark, waiting for the perfect moment to strike.

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Azrael’s gaze burned into Elysia, his lips curving into a wicked smile as he closed the distance between them. His fingers, firm but teasing, gripped her waist, pulling her against his body. 

“Do you know what happens to those who defy me, little pet?” His voice was low, dripping with dark amusement. He leaned down, his lips hovering just above hers, close enough for her to feel his breath but not close enough to touch. 

“They beg.”Elysia’s pulse quickened, her breath catching as her body betrayed the fear melting into something far more dangerous. Her lips parted, but no words came out. "You're mine, Elysia, I will burn the world for you." She heard him say in a low growl, making her legs tremble more.

The Dragon King's Pet

Special thanks to SerenityJackson for the Golden Tickets :)

The day ended with much celebration and happiness in the palace, with the King, his wife, Sevastian, Rohan, and Lyra all joining in the festivity. By midnight, they retired to their chambers.

Elysia woke up to the gentle sensation of Azrael's fingers playfully grazing her skin. As she opened her eyes, she found him staring at her with a warm smile. Unlike her, he had woken up earlier and was already dressed for the day. Frowning slightly, she rubbed her eyes, trying to shake off the drowsiness.

"When did you wake up?" she murmured, her voice thick with sleep. She had gone to bed late, and it was only a few minutes past eight.

"A while ago. How are you feeling? I hope you slept well," Azrael asked, sitting up beside her.

"I did, but it feels like I only slept for two hours," she chuckled. "Tell me, Your Majesty, what's the special occasion? Why are you already dressed so early?"

Heartwarming Moment