Reincarnated as Dragon's Sacrificial Bride
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Synopsis:
Aeris had never known love. As an orphan, she had spent her life yearning for warmth, for a place to call home. When she finally found someone who made her feel wanted, she clung to the illusion, believing that maybe-just maybe-she was no longer alone.
But that illusion shattered the day she saw her lover in the arms of another woman.
"You're pathetic," he sneered when she confronted him. And with one cruel shove, he sent her crashing against the wall. Pain struck her like a bolt of lightning, and then-darkness.
She thought it was the end.
Instead, she woke up in the body of a breathtaking maiden with long, silk-like black hair. Her limbs were bound, her vision blurred, and before she could even comprehend what was happening, she heard the chants of a ritual.
She was being sacrificed-as a bride to a dragon.
The people around her whispered prayers, their eyes filled with fear. They were offering her to him-the mighty, fearsome dragon lord who ruled these lands with fire and fury.
She wasn't just anyone now.
She was the chosen offering-the bride meant for the Dragon King.
A being of pure darkness, a ruler feared across the world. They said he was a monster, a black-scaled dragon with a presence so overwhelming that the very air trembled in his wake. He controlled the elements and wielded power beyond imagination. He was ruthless, merciless, and unseen in his human form.
No one had ever escaped his grasp.
And now, she belonged to him.
As the sky darkened and the great dragon descended from the heavens, his massive wings casting shadows over the trembling villagers, she finally saw him.
Glowing red eyes, burning like molten fire, locked onto hers-not with rage, not with hunger, but with something unexpected.
Curiosity.
Possession.
Fate had given her another chance.
But was it a blessing or a curse?
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