The Dragon King's Prize
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The Dragon King's Prize

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Jessica Nicole Romance

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Renata is a beautiful but sheltered princess who has been promised to King Luther, a violent and evil man, in exchange for paying off her father's debts. When she is rescued by a handsome stranger in the woods while on one of her daily rides, her world is turned upside down.
She knows she must escape the clutches of King Luther, but how?
An opportunity presents itself when her father offers to take her to a neighboring kingdom's festival, celebrating a contest in which their king chooses his new bride. Renata suddenly finds herself an unwilling participant in a twisted game of fate, but soon realizes it's her only chance at freedom, or so she thinks.
Will Renata ever really be free, or is she only going to succeed in trading one ruthless king for another?


“May I have your name, sir? So I may thank you properly?” I ask.

“I’m nobody you need to be concerned about. Just don’t take chances like this again, else you fall prey to a lesser gentleman than myself,” he warns as he leans his face close to mine.

Our thighs are touching, as he still has control over my reins, and I can feel the heat coming off his body. His proximity makes my temperature rise and I feel my cheeks flush.

“How do I know you’re a gentleman?” I ask.

He gets even closer, so that our noses are almost touching. The smoldering look in his eyes makes my breath catch and I’m caught off guard by my intense feelings. He stares at me in such a way that it causes a tingle to flow through my body straight down to my core. I have no idea what he’s about to do next and the anticipation is thrilling and terrifying all at once.

He runs his finger down my cheek and traces my jaw and I swear the world stops spinning.

“I’m not,” he whispers.

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The door makes an audible click as the queen mother closes it behind her. I swallow nervously, wondering if the king intends to pick up where we left off last night. 

“Thank you,” I say softly with my head bowed. I hear footsteps approach and I look up to see King Drake coming towards me. 

“For what?” he asks.

“For not givi……

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