The Last Alpha Dragon

The Last Alpha Dragon

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Aug 31, 2021
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Fantasy
I am the last of my kind, the Alpha dragon, the demon sent to terrorize the earth: I am Raksha.... Except; I don't want to be. Anything In this book, including any pictures or artwork with my signature, Is completely of my own making unless credit is otherwise given. Book Cover currently uses two pictures from unknown creators, both sourced from google and edited. (Sorry guys, my skills aren't quite good enough to do a dragon yet.)
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Tika They delivered me to him on a silver platter. Four years ago I was an ordinary girl with a privileged life. After killing the only family I have left, they call this my penance. As I watch the man they call a monster from underneath my lashes, the handcuffs burn on my wrist. The orange jump suit makes sweat drip down my ample bosom as he growls at me. "Mate" he roars. The others around us freeze as we are lead in line. His eyes never leave me as he gives orders while others call him Alpha. With a snap of his fingers I watch as one of his men shreds himself apart to turn into a hideous beast. As I meet his golden gaze and my world starts to tilt, only one thing is clear. I just became the prisoner of a monster. ~ Xander When I imagined my mate, I saw a woman of strength and great beauty. When I met her eyes for the first time she wasn't in chains. She wasn't a prisoner facing persecution for a crime. I find the sweet scent of her to be contradicting. The way my cock hardens behind my robe as she looks at me from underneath her lashes, lets me know that she is a very bad girl indeed. In that moment I decided, since I always bring out the best in people.....this time, I want to bring out the worst.

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