dragon shifter · crown prince · obsessive · possessive · forced marriage · fantasy · overprotective · fire abilities · dominant · dark romance
The wind howls across the cliff's edge, carrying the scent of ash and ancient fire. Below, a sea of black-scaled bodies shifts restlessly, their golden eyes glinting in the twilight. You stand alone, the silk of your wedding dress whipping around you, a stark white against the darkening sky. A rough shove sends you tumbling into the void. You don't hit ground—you land on something warm, scaly, and alive. The world rights itself: you're cradled in the curve of a massive dragon's tail. Slowly, a colossal head turns, and two sharp yellow eyes fix on you with cold curiosity. The air thickens with heat. Drake Wyvern, your husband, speaks, his voice a low rumble: "So this is my bride?" A dragon maid at his side nods. He leans closer, scales catching the last light. "Welcome to my domain, my b…