Curse of the dragon flames
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They told her she was born to die. They told him he was born to kill. They were both wrong.
Hazel was the perfect sacrifice: poor, powerless, and prepared for the dragon's flame. Prince Dravon was the perfect executioner: ruthless, royal, and bound by duty.
Their first glance which was a magnetic attraction changed everything.
Now, running from a kingdom that wants her blood and a brother who wants his throne, they uncover a horrific secret. The ritual is a key to unlock something ancient vorthar an ancient dragon God. The curse is a cage. And Hazel's rare bloodline containing the blood line of three realms makes her the most dangerous creature in the world the target of a priestess who wants eternal power and a dragon-god who dreams of eternal fire and freedom to rule the whole world.
To save their worlds, Hazel and Dravon must burn the old lies to the ground and forge a new legend from the ashes.
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Chapter 4
HAZEL POV
One minute we were on the ground staring at the dragons in fear of what might be out fate and the next we were flying on air, on the back of the same dragons we feared and dreaded our nightmares, the dragon who had just burnt our sailor was at the front and we were flying on the other two dragons back we held on as we didn't want to fall down I had never been on somewhere high like this and it made me nauseous coupled with the fact that I hadn't eaten anything in the last three days and now my stomach was giving out loud and outrageous sounds, I wondered if the dragon who was carrying us could hear it which I hoped not. Soon we fully entered the dragon realm it was so beautiful like something out of this world, I would have said heaven but I had heard from my mother that heaven was for the good but then these creatures looked like the devil themselves but, I couldn't help but admire the beauty of this realm it was much more beautiful than our realm diffrent dragons flew around, the stars shone differently like Diamonds, I had never imagined that this was how the dragon realm would look like. Eldorado was something else, something that looked extremely beautiful and magical too and despite the fear in my chest I couldn't help but stare in wonder and fascination, because it was a feast for the eyes. Soon we reached a beautiful castle, from it magnificent and grand architecture, I immediately knew that it had to be the royal palace because among the beautiful houses we met in the way this was the most beautiful, it walls where designed with fine stones making it stand out, it looked like a tower with about five storeys, it was extremely tall and wide covering over five acres of land and then its fortresses where made up of thick, heavy walls making it stand out, I knew this castle was ancient but then it looked beautiful and outstanding much beautiful than the best houses in the human realm. Soon the dragons landed at the front of one of the hallways and then two guards walked towards us "get down girls" one of the guards said as the dragon who had carried us bent for us to get down. When we got down I could now see the guards properly they had pale skin and the colours of their eyes and features were something else, one had deep green eyes with long Raven black hair, and the other had monochromatic eyes one blue and the other green with long green hair, "where they also dragons" I thought as I stepped down from the dragons back, "welcome back your majesty"They said as they bowed before the dragon with thick scales who made me feel something I didn't understand I could feel his eyes on me the whole time but I couldn't bare to return a glance. Wait he was their King or maybe prince then I understood that the guards where also dragons, "wait that means these dragons could also transform into humans" I thought to myself "take them in an guard them well" the dragon with thick scales and golden eyes spoke up I didn't believe my eyes not my hears, the dragon had just spoken I grew up in my life believing that beast don't talk, and then my suspicions got cleared, if he could talk, he could also become human, after which I began to think of what he would look like if he was in his human form, I couldn't help but stare as the dragons eyes locked into mine my body reacted in ways I didn't understand, it was almost like I couldn't control it, giving me one last intense look he looked at the guards "take them in and tell the miads to bring them food, they look hungry " he ordered as his eyes fell on me again like he was talking about me in particular as I quickly looked away the sound of food did really make my stomach rumble. The guards led us away as I could still feel his gaze on me as we walked deep into the corridors. Finally I was taken to my cell, at least this cell was better than the one back in the human realm, it had a small bed at the side or was this for the VIP'S, I thought they led me in, locked the gates, and left then my thoughts drifted to him, that dragon why did my heart miss a beat when our eyes met, he was supposed to be my enemy but I found myself attracted, I hadn't even seen him in human form and here I was already feeling like this, the way he looked at me, was something I didn't understand those mesmerizing killer eyes that somehow had a crazy effect on me one I didn't want to admit to, back in the human realm boys hardly looked at me not even for a micro second, but that dragon stared at me so intently, that I could feel my knees grow weak, my stomach growled again and I felt weak from both hunger and the long journey, and as if God heard prayers, a sweet aroma hit my nostrils, and then the gates swung open as two maids stepped in with two trays of food and desert, I couldn't believe my eyes was this for a prisoner or were they ed mistaking me for a guest or something. They dropped ge the food close to me on the bed, and then I was forced to ask "all this for me?" I asked just to be sure not to get into trouble "yes my lady" and then they turned to leave I breathed a sigh of relief and unleashed my hunger on the food, as I could hardly control myself and soon all the plates were empty at least, I would eat well before I get sacrificed, I had accepted my fate already, besides, there's no turning back I was already in the dragon realm, and worse of all in an heavily guarded cell, guarded by not just ordinary guards, but dragon shifters so I was doomed and condemned to die already, the earlier I accept it, the better for me. DRAVON POV; I Arrived at the balcony of my chambers and then shifted to my human form as I walked in I couldn't just take my mind off that girl, it wasn't just her innocent beauty that drew me to her, her scent and everything else drew me to her, my beast kept saying one word the word I dreaded the most " mate" back at the entrance of the palace prison corridor I couldn't take my eyes if her it was just like a part of her was in me, I couldn't just get her out of my head, then I heard a knock on my door "come in" I said, even my voice showed my frustration right now and I didn't hide, the person outside did not step in but knocked again "I said come in don't you have ears" finally the door knob turned and a young guard well built with purple eyes, walked in "what do you want" I asked urgently and then he handed me a letter sealed in blood, I already knew what this meant, a letter from the priestess herself, I don't know why she likes sealing letters in blood but that was just her habit, maybe she just did it as a sign, to take her letters seriously I dismissed the guards as I opened the letter and then just as I expected, it read " your highness, the prince get your acts together, and get yourself prepared for Tomorrow, as the rituals will be taken place by midnight at the tower of blood, remember you have a major role to play so sleep well and conserve your strength for tomorrow's event. From; The priestess. I tore the letter in shreds and threw it away, I loved the customs and traditions of Eleanor, but this was the part I hated I knew I had to throw every stupid feelings I had started developing towards that human girl and move on as this was best for both realms but then I her scent came hitting my nostrils again, it was like I could smell her scent from a distance. I walked to the balcony shifted and flew away from my room to get some fresh air and get her out of my head, i flew towards the mountains my place of solace, a place I could see the whole world from, as she came running back to my mind " this girl she would be my doom I knew it and I could feel it.
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Bound by blood, sealed by magic. You have finally come, Rose's daughter...
Eva Rose is the last and most powerful heir of a sacred witch bloodline.
Kael is a cursed Crimson Alpha King.
Centuries ago, on the night they discovered they were fated mates and were about to be married, their enemies attacked to destroy them both. To save Kael, Eva made a desperate choice , she trapped him in a magical sleep for 200 years. The price was her own life.
But their love was so powerful that Eva did not truly die , she was reborn. Through her own bloodline, she returned to the world as the same woman, with the same soul, the same heart.
Now, who is friend and who is enemy? And why does this man feel so strangely familiar? How can you escape someone who even visits your dreams?. 📌📚🔥
7.9
He is cursed. She is a slave.
Their forbidden bond will either save their world or set it ablaze.
Caeser Varyn, the formidable Alpha King, is a figure of fear, his very blood tainted by a curse that has claimed every mate the Moon Goddess has given him. His existence is a lonely burden of twisted power, until a single, accidental touch changes everything.
Ava is a ghost in the royal palace-an unseen slave girl with a quiet grace and a hidden power. When the Moon Goddess's mating mark appears on her wrist, Caeser shatters ancient laws and claims her as his own.
Their forbidden union ignites a firestorm, forcing them to flee the burning palace and the outrage of the pack.
Turned out she's gifted by the Moon Goddess and to survive, Ava must master the power she never knew she possessed, expose the traitors who surround them, and find a way to break the ancestral curse.
If she fails, her love will be consumed, and their world will fall to the dark power of a corrupted god.
8.9
Just hours after I endured a grueling labor to give Kaelen, my fated mate and the Alpha, two beautiful twins, he walked into the infirmary.
Instead of holding our newborns, his Alpha aura pinned me to the bed as he coldly announced, "I reject you as my mate."
He claimed I reeked of another Alpha. His sister Vanessa threw a stack of photos at my face, showing me at a cafe with a broad-shouldered man. Before I could even explain, Kaelen forced a pen into my trembling hand while I was still bleeding, making me sign away my parental rights. His mother then snatched my newborn son Liam from the crib.
"Take the girl and get out of my territory," Kaelen commanded, leaving me in the freezing room with my severed mate-bond and my crying daughter.
I didn't understand how our sacred bond could be shattered by a single fake photo, or how my fated mate could be so blind and ruthless as to rip my baby from my arms.
Five years later, his precious heir is dying, and Kaelen desperately needs an alliance and a bone marrow donor. But when he finally sees me at a high-society gala, he doesn't find a broken, exiled Omega.
He finds me standing beside that very same "lover"—Dominic, the Alpha of the Silverwood Pack, my older brother. And this time, I am the one holding the blade.
9.8
I stood at the edge of the freezing pond on the Boone estate, my body trembling with a fear that rattled my bones. Across from me, Amanda Olsen looked immaculate in her cashmere coat, a sharp contrast to the jagged reality I was trying to hold together.
"Why?" I whispered. Amanda just smiled, admitting she killed Grandpa Boone because he actually liked me. She pulled out a thick envelope-divorce papers Cordero had signed that morning. She told me he called me a parasite and was celebrating with her the night I suffered a miscarriage.
Before I could even scream, Amanda lunged and shoved me into the icy water. My heavy wool coat acted like a sponge, dragging me into the artificial abyss. I thrashed and gasped for air, but Amanda just stood on the bank, watching me drown with her hands tucked casually in her pockets.
As my lungs burned and the darkness closed in, I realized I had spent my entire marriage taking their abuse. I was the "foster trash" and the "gold digger" who let them win every single time. I was dying alone, hated by the husband I had tried so hard to love, while my murderer stood victorious on the shore.
I never fought back. I just let them destroy me.
Then, a violent spasm tore through my body. I sat up gasping, sucking in dry, air-conditioned oxygen instead of murky pond water. I wasn't dead. I was back in the opulent master suite, surrounded by red rose petals and wedding decorations.
The digital clock glowed: October 14, 2019. I had gone back five years to the very night my nightmare began.
The bathroom door clicked open, and Cordero stepped out, looking at me with the same cold disgust I remembered. But as I gripped the silk sheets, a new resolve hardened in my chest. This time, I wasn't going to be the victim. This time, the Boone family was going to find out exactly what happens when you push someone too far.
7.4
The house was a living inferno, the heat devouring the air in my lungs as I clutched my five-year-old daughter to my chest. Emily was dead weight, her skin already cooling even as the room turned into a furnace of orange and black.
Through the stinging smoke, I saw my husband, Kenney, crawling toward the door with a wet handkerchief pressed to his face. He didn't look back at the crib, and he didn't call my name; he was simply leaving us to burn.
I lunged forward and grabbed his ankle, my nightgown catching fire, but he didn't reach down to save me. He recoiled in horror at the sight of my burning hair and our dead child, kicking me back with a panicked shriek.
"Let go!" he shrieked.
I died as a massive, flaming timber snapped from the ceiling and crushed us both into silence. I couldn't believe that the man I loved would leave his family to die just to save his own skin, but the rage I felt was colder than the death that followed.
But then the burning stopped instantly, replaced by a cold so sharp it made my teeth ache. I gasped, jerking upright in my bed to find the velvet duvet cool under my palms and the nursery quiet, with Emily still breathing softly in her crib.
I had returned to the winter morning two years before the fire, the exact day Kenney finalized the deal to sell me to the King for a promotion. As Kenney stepped into the room with a practiced mask of concern, I realized I was no longer the victim of this story.
"A nightmare, my love?" he asked, reaching out to touch my shoulder.
I flinched away, my eyes burning with a hatred he couldn't yet understand. Tonight was the Winter Masquerade, the night he planned to offer me to the King as a prize, but this time, I was going to turn his social ladder into a gallows.
8.8
After rebirth, Kaylee woke drugged and stumbled into the room of the most dangerous man in the city.
One reckless night tied their fates together, and though she recognized him as her childhood friend, she chose to pretend otherwise, determined to use his power for revenge.
Yet while she thought she was pulling the strings, he had already been protecting her from the shadows.
When her adopted sister tried to burn her alive, he arrived in time, his fury terrifying. "Anyone who dares touch her will pay with their life."
He had always known-she was the girl he never forgot.