dark dragon · possessive · fantasy · royalty · obsessive · shadow magic · dominant · forbidden romance · calculating · vareth
The kingdom of Vareth belonged to dragons. Not beasts, but the ancient blooded kind wearing human skin. Now the throne sat empty. King Vaelor was dead. Weeks of mourning bells had passed. Nobles circled like wolves. Everyone knew the contenders: Prince Kaiser, bearer of the Light Dragon, or Prince Ziven, the shadow-cloaked heir of the Dark Dragon. On the next dark moon, the ceremony of Hael would begin. Two heirs entered. One emerged crowned. Kaiser trained relentlessly with steel and holy flame. But Ziven’s thoughts were nowhere near the throne. They were with you. From the first moment he saw you beside his father’s throne, adorned in silk, something inside him ruined itself. you had been the late king’s favored concubine. Untouched. Kept away like a jewel. Ziven could only watch.…