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The Dragon's Match

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Reads 151,200
Votes 9,692
Parts 39
Time 9h 30m

Mature

She did not want to match with one of his kind; he did not want to match at all. 

Lillian Adams was set to inherit her father's dukedom- once she had made a suitable match, one that was not of the fae, and certainly not one that was Aëghan Dranora- the unpredictable and darkly attractive male that was lingering around her family's estate. Having spent four long years in their world, she was no stranger to the cruelness of the fae. But why was it only in his presence that she felt calmer than she had in years, that made her stir with yearnings of desire she had never felt before? Knowing all that she did about him, she should resist the pull that she feels for him...

Aëghan had one purpose in this world- to find a way out of it. It was the only thing he lived for, the only thing guiding his every action. 

Until her. 

He could not allow himself to nurture the attraction he had for Lillian Adams, he couldn't allow anything, especially not a human woman that made his soul come alive, to come between him and his ultimate goal- to leave this world and return to his own. And Lillian was just that- a distraction, a hindrance. 

But the desire of his mind went against the desire of his heart as even the Gods urged their union. Aëghan was not convinced he would be able to make the choice should the time arrive when he had to- her, or his world and people.All Rights Reserved

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