Dragon Egg Light

Lili, an orphan of the endless wars, had no one to thank aside from the old mistress who saved her from the slum alleys. Hired as a servant in the same orphanage where she grew up, Lili would learn that everything that she had believed in was nothing but a lie. In the midst of despair and hopelessness, Lili would meet a masked Duke, a mysterious man who spews fire. His first greetings, 'Will you be my wife', as stunning as his emerald-hued eyes. With the Duke on her side, the hidden clues about Lili's true identity slowly unveiled themselves, one secret at a time. And before the couple even knew it, the abyss had already dragged them into the true world of power and lies. A story of a possessive dragon duke and his mischievous flowery wife.

⚠️warning⚠️ this book contains mature content and abuse. This Is the first warning and will not be the last. Andrei Volkov is the head of the Russian Mafia. He's ruthless, dangerous, rich and has every woman on their knees begging for him to take them. He's never loved anyone, since his past has left him unable to do so.Skylar Jones; homeless and without any family. She's the kindest and the most selfless person you will ever meet even without money. One day, Skylar meets two men that work for the Russian Mafia. They offer her job that she has a tough time refusing even with the strings attached.What will poor innocent Skylar do when she meets the Andrei? Will she fall madly in love like the rest or simply think him as another man?WARNING: THIS STORY MAY CONTAIN TRIGGER STUFF TO SOME PEOPLE. IF YOU ARE EASILY UPSET BY THE THOUGHT OF RAPE OR ABUSE, DO NOT READ THIS BOOK.

After I became a vegetable, Samuel kept me alive for two years with all sorts of tubes. I thought he couldn’t bear to let me go—until his true love returned to the country. He took my corneas and transplanted them to her. Right in front of me, he spoke to her with the utmost tenderness: “Don't worry; you'll be fine. These eyes have been prepared for you for two years.” As a result, I had an adverse reaction after the surgery and passed away. When he heard the news, his eyes turned crimson with rage, and he nearly smashed the hospital: ”Didn't you say there wouldn’t be any problems?!”

Eighteen was supposed to be fun. I was supposed to lose my virginity to the boy of my dreams….but instead, he’s dead. And it’s my fault. Now I’m being dragged to Ravenside Academy, home to the Elite—the four clans who rule this world in shadows. The werewolves, who think themselves kings of the wild. The witches, guardians of nature’s fragile balance. The vampires, as cruel as they are beautiful. And the dragon riders, who believe they’re gods among us. And let’s not even talk about the hybrid. I thought I was ordinary. Human. Powerless. But Ravenside has other plans for me….and so does he. The one boy I should never want. The one whose fire burns hotter than anyone else’s. The one who might just be my ruin or my salvation.

Dans un royaume ravagé par la guerre et la famine, nous n’avons qu’une solution pour survivre : offrir des tributs au Roi Dragon, cette créature mi-homme, mi-dragon, que nous craignons et vénérons. Chaque année, une jeune fille est choisie et envoyée au sommet de la montagne sacrée. On dit qu’aucune d’entre nous n’est jamais revenue. Je m’appelle Ayla, une orpheline rebelle aux yeux d’or, et cette année, c’est moi qui suis désignée comme le prochain tribut. Au lieu d’être dévorée comme je le croyais, je découvre un roi solitaire, tourmenté par une malédiction ancestrale. Le roi dragon ne s’attendait pas à rencontrer une humaine aussi farouche que moi... ni à ce que je devienne l’unique flamme capable de briser sa malédiction.

“Turn and look at me” He commanded.Hesitating, I turned and glanced up at him. His cold green eyes stared down at me. His mighty hands held me down, pinning me to the wall.“Have you learned your lesson?!” He growled.“Yes,” I murmured fearfully.“Good! Now say it.” He has always complained about my stubbornness, for once, I wanted to prove him wrong. “I am yours... You...own...me”Freyja is an Omega, broken and shattered, and had depended on her pack members to survive her whole life but not one cared so much about her. And she was just one of many. No matter how she tried, she was unable to leave. Until one day when she was given a choice to face the ruthless dragon prince and risk being chosen as his mate. She took it. She would rather face the dragon prince than live a day more between the enemies who knew her from birth but still treated her like sh!t.

Elara had always felt different but had no idea why. She grew up in a quiet human village, raised by her devoted aunt, Caroline. Her life changes one night when, while trying to assist in a village accident, she loses her way and wanders into the forbidden forest. Elara meets a rogue wolf who is about to attack her and just when she thinks all is over, Aiden, the strong and beautiful Alpha of the Nightbane Pack, saves her, with a destined fate. As she recovers in Aiden's mansion, Elara starts to notice strange changes within herself, like glowing eyes, whispered voices, and mysterious dreams. She then realizes that she is not human but a werewolf blessed by the Moon, destined to guide Aiden the Alpha. Elara and Aiden's peace doesn't last long. Darius, an exiled Alpha filled with envy and jealousy, plans to ruin their lives and change their fate. As love brings Elara and Aiden together, they face great dangers. Elara needs to find her inner strength, face the truth, and decide whether to run away from her fate or accept her role as the Light that guides the Fire.

From the beginning, it was clear what Avara Latimer's fate would be. Since her birth, every aspect of her life has been planned with precision. Avara's life was one of pure indulgence, with the villagers showering her with the best of everything to ensure the god's favor. However, there was an ulterior motive behind the gifts, and it wasn't given out of kindness. Her island home thrived with life, and to ensure its continuous abundance, she was chosen as a bridal sacrifice for the malevolent dragon god, Kagran, who lived up the mountains. But with rations running low and some of the villagers growing more resentful of her privileges, she knew it was only a matter of time before she would have to leave the village. And just as she had feared, her worst nightmare became a reality. On a cold winter's night they come and take her from her home, leaving her to brave the unforgiving mountains alone - a whole year before the sacrifice was planned.

Zayla was abandoned when she was a baby during the war and was left with a human family to hide who she was, till years later, she would be set on a path of love, danger, and power beyond her imagination, but would she survive long enough? It's five in the morning ... my stupid alarm clock is going off, but I didn't want to wake from my amazing dream of this handsome man with his strong arms around me, looking deep into my Jade eyes. "Princess Zayla, we will finally be together soon, my love, and I will release myself from my curse, " his voice echoed painfully. I woke up jumping straight. What was that ?" I whispered to myself. "Find me PRINCESS Zayla IS ALL I KEEP HEARING." I am going crazy, SM, SM. I should get ready, but I could shake this weird feeling that my whole life will change...

Justin Antonio Martínez, a wealthy and powerful businessman, the owner of the Martínez Fashion Industry. His arrogance and unrelenting ambition was well known to the prying eyes of the media. As Justin searches for the perfect woman to hire as his wife, he meets Isabella, a woman who unexpectedly challenges the emptiness of his carefully controlled life. ✦✦✦✦ "You’re relentless, wife." "And who’s a good boy?" She teased, tilting her head at me like she was addressing a misbehaving puppy. I smirked but kept my mouth shut. She leaned in closer, her voice softening to a coo. "Is the good boy angry?" That was it. Restraint? Gone. Before I knew it, my hand was at the back of her neck, pulling her closer. Her eyes widened as her breath caught, her face mere inches from mine. "Justin." She whispered, barely audible, her hand gripping mine like she wasn’t sure if she wanted to push me away or pull me closer. "Yes, wife?" I asked, my gaze flicking between her wide eyes and her parted lips. "Justin." She said again, pouting this time, her cheeks turning a shade of red that I couldn’t ignore. "Hmm?" I couldn’t help myself. I leaned in, pressing a quick, firm kiss to her soft lips. The way her eyes widened and her blush deepened—it was priceless. She froze for a moment, like she couldn’t believe what just happened. I released her neck but kept hold of her hand, guiding it downward. "I’ve got your good boy right here." I teased, my voice low as I placed her hand over the hard bulge in my sweatpants. She looked so flustered, so completely off her game. And damn it, she was tempting. Too tempting.