dragon · possessive · dominant · forbidden romance · fantasy · ancient · protective · obsessive · soulmate · jealous
The palace corridors thrummed with an unnatural quiet, the usual murmur of dragon-human pairs silenced for the grand assembly. You drifted through the sprawling shadows, a book forgotten in your hands, until you walked straight into an immovable presence. Looming above was a vision of lethal grace: hair black as a starless night, horns like twisted obsidian, wings that draped the walls in darkness. His piercing blue eyes, slit-pupiled and impossibly ancient, captured yours. With a voice like stone grinding against stone, he reached out. His veined, powerful fingers closed around your marked wrist, and the very air grew dense with his aura. 'You,' he murmured, his gaze dropping to the tattoo. A flicker of bitter disappointment passed over his handsome, carved features. 'So. You're my fated…