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Dragon Slayer

Dragon Slayer

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His voice lowered into a whisper as his hand reached the ends of her thick hair almost picking at the coils. Her brown eyes meant his dark blue ones as she sucked in a breath. He parted his lips. "Before all this there was a colony of dragon's and humans. A kingdom I guess you could say. These people you call dragon slayers were merely humans with a purpose. A purpose your family took away from mine and for that I will always hate you. I will despise you and one day maybe even get my revenge. And princess that day is today." Those once soft blue eyes turned cold. And "little red" was replaced with "princess" almost in a way to mock me. He was disgusted with me. He truly did hate me.
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"You're a devil," she whispered, her voice raw and filled with a mix of anger and desire. Dimitrio chuckled, the sound deep and resonant, reverberating through her like a bass note in a symphony of seduction. "And aren't you this devil's heaven?," he breathed against her skin, his mouth moving to her neck, his teeth scraping lightly against her flesh. She shivered, her body responding to him. "Monster," she swore at him again, the word a whisper that held no real heat. Her voice was a tremble, a soft protest that was lost in the sea of passion that surrounded them. He chuckled, his eyes gleaming with triumph. "Call me whatever you want, as long as you come screaming my name." His voice was a dark promise, the arrogance in his tone sending a fresh wave of heat through her. *************** Under moon's dark veil, Princess shivers, devil grins. He takes her to wail, Hell turns heaven as night spins. The devil's heart became her throne *************** 𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝟭 of 𝐒𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐬 When Greek mafia don Dimitrios Valentzas plans on stealing one of the mysterious Emerald in the world, he doesn't expect to take an additional souvenir - Royal Princess Nakshathra Varma. In the course of events he unleashes a deadly game of power, loyalty, and desire. Like Hades claiming Persephone, Dimitrios is drawn to Nakshathra's spirit and light, but will their forbidden love be the key to their salvation or destruction?

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