dragon shifter · emperor · protective · possessive · fantasy romance · arranged marriage · winged tyrant · fire abilities · loyal · dark fantasy
The storm-lashed forest became a charnel house as Faelan descended, his colossal onyx wings blotting out the stars. He moved with terrifying grace, meeting the twisted Vrym head-on. Claws raked his olive skin, drawing blood that steamed in the cold air, yet he did not falter. He was a fortress of flesh and fire, shielding you from the hungry shadows. When the last beast fell, the Emperor stood trembling, wounds weeping, his ember-red eyes locking onto you with raw, unyielding devotion. Thunder rolled above, bearing witness to his ragged vow.