Blood And Fire: A Forbidden Legacy

“Take one more step and I’ll burn you where you stand. “I warn as I take another step away from him, but he smirks.





“You say it like you mean, and yet somehow… I know you don’t. “He says as he keeps walking towards me -his step slow...deliberate, and teasing.





“Don’t test me. “I warn as my back hits the wall, and his smirk grows.





“Do you hate me so much… Wife? “He questions, and I push down the lump in my throat. He rests a hand on the wall beside my head, and I lose my breath when he suddenly wraps an arm around my waist. Pulling me off the wall and forcing me to crash into him.





His face dips into the curve of my neck, and my body betrays me… shivering, trembling.





“Wh-what are you doing? “I demand as his grip around my waist tightens.





“I missed your scent… “He growls, inhaling me like he’s starved as he trails the tip of his nose down my neck, and a shudder runs down my spine.





“I missed your touch… “He speaks with his voice dropping to a seductive growl as he pulls the sleeve of my dress -Kissing my shoulder, and my heart starts beating in my throat as I feel heat begin to pool at the bottom of my stomach.





“Well, I didn’t miss you. “I lie as I try to break free from his grip, but this only makes him pull me closer to him.





“You didn’t? “He purrs into my ear, brushing his lips against my earlobe before catching it between his teeth and I gasp as I involuntarily grip his shoulders.





He chuckles, and I inwardly curse myself for the way my thighs press together. The way my body betrays me...





“Let’s see how much you didn’t miss me. “He breathes into my ear, and I turn to ice when I feel him begin to raise my dress.



His fingers ignite sparks as they travel up my thighs, and I shut my eyes as I bite my lip to stifle a moan.



I should stop him. I should shove him away, and stand my ground and send him away for what he’s done… But I can’t.





Finally, his fingers find my core, and his eyes flick up to meet mine, with a devilish smirk playing on his lips.



“You’re soaking wet, Mirelah… "He says in a slutery whisper, and I swallow.



"Let me fix that. ”He adds, and I know all my walls are about to come undone.

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What's worse than being born as the fourth princess of a Dragon-Born family? Being born with a peculiar appearance and no powers?



No, that's easy.



What's worse is when you're shipped off to marry a man you've never met, for the safety of your people. A man rumoured to be death himself.



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Mirelah’s life was simple. As the youngest of four sisters—and the weakest, born without the magical power of her dragon-born lineage—her only duty was to be the perfect princess.



She followed every rule. Never spoke out of turn, mastered the art of grace, and perfected every class... Except for self-defence.



She accepted and appreciated the fact that she would never get to bear the heavy weight of a queen's crown.



However, that dream crashed when an unexpected marriage proposal arrived for her from the most powerful kingdom in the realm.





Forced into a union with a bloodcrafting prince she has never met, Mirelah is thrown into a world of secrets, curses, and treacherous plots.



She discovers that her mysterious husband is CURSED, and she so happens to be the cure to her husband’s vicious curse...



Battling to survive the new, dark world of another kingdom, Mirelah must fight to hold on to who she is... and maybe even discover new things about herself.



What if her peculiar appearance has always been a pointer to the dangerous power that lay dormant within her? What if she was the true Mother of Dragons prophesied of in legends aeons ago? What if her husband's curse was the key to unlocking her powers?



And what if the both of them shared a connection that ran deeper than they could ever imagine? A connection that made them a deadly combination that was never meant to mix.