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Groaning softly, she tried to move herself but found herself unable to do so. Her head was hurting like some horse stomped all over it and she was sure that her face was swollen judging from how heavy it felt.Gulping, she forced her eyes open but shut them back due to the godly light hitting her face. Grunting, she blinked for a few times and finally managed to open her eyes only to find herself sitting on the only chair in her house that was in her kitchen.Fear started to take over her heart when she tried to move but then realized that her hands were tied behind her back and so were her legs in front of her. She was restrained completely. Her mind started to take turns. What was happening?Her first thought was about the Soldiers. What if they were here to rape her again? Feeling nauseous, she gulped down her saliva and looked around. That's when she saw a huge muscular man stepping out of her room and she ended up freezing on her spot.He was definitely the most handsome man, she had ever seen in her small life span. His light brown hairs that shined in the light, his huge height and strong build, his sharp jaw with a light subtle, his perfectly straight pointed nose, his pink thick lips that looked soft and then his light brown eyes that complimented his face well. He looked etheral which made Frore wonder if she was dreaming right now. Who was this man she wondered.Her wide eyes slowly travelled down to his clothes and she took notice of the blood that was flowing out of some kind of wound in his abdomen yet he stood like there was nothing wrong with him. Her jaw was hanging low clearly amusing the man in front of her.“ Like what you see? ” The man asked Frore who shut her mouth closed with her eyes squinting to glare at his bored face.Snapping out of her trance, Frore raised her head fiercely and continued glaring at him to make it clear that she was not afraid of him one bit. She was excited. Shit! She cringed internally.“ Who are you and why have you tied me up in my own house? ” Frore inquired trying to be intimidating when she knew she just looked like a cat roaring in front of him.“ You could be a possible threat even if a little kitten like you can never even possibly hurt a fly! ” The man shook his head and started rummaging around in her kitchen when Frore's eyes travelled to the blood drops falling down on the floor.“ And besides, I hate humans! ” The man grunted in an annoyed tone and continued rummaging around pulling Frore out of her thoughts.She could easily get out of these ropes by turning them to ice and then breaking them easily but she couldn't risk exposing that she possessed magic.Exposing herself meant death anyway!“ You are bleeding...” Nauseous, Frore trailed off.She didn't really liked blood. It bought back horrible memories.Memories that she had sworn to never replay in her head again.The man stopped finding whatever he was trying to find and turned to Frore with a smug look before strolling over to her and stopping just beside her.Frore's heart started to beat faster when he leaned down to be on the level of her face and chuckled out darkly with his breaths fanning her face and neck. Shivers ran down Frore's spine and her magic started to flow on it's own. She knew her eyes would start changing color so she closed them up not wanting to give her true self away.“ You are one stupid human. You are supposed to care for yourself in a situation like this. ” He whispered out playfully and Frore felt her hairs moved away from her face.She couldn't understand why she was feeling like this or what she was feeling to begin with. No man had ever impacted her like this. This man was really an attraction-magnet of some kind.“ Let me treat it! ” Frore blurted out before biting her tongue under her teeth at her stupidity. She hated how desperate she sounded right now.His fingers froze for a moment and scared, Frore kept her eyes closed. Then she felt him moving.He untied her hands from behind her and she bought them in front of her before rubbing at them slightly. Pushing him away from herself softly, she started to untie her legs and he kept watching her intensely. There was something about this specific woman that was different. She was beautiful and looked innocent. Too innocent. Like she was not aware of how the world even worked.Lost in his thoughts, he almost missed her sneaky little trick.Frore, after finding him lost in his thoughts grabbed the pot that was fallen on the ground and lunged at him when he grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards him with a jerk making her yelp out in surprise.He rotated her wrist and put some pressure. The pot fell down on the ground with a thud sound. Frore hissed and tried to get out of his hold when he pushed her forward easily.“ Looks like your little trick failed. Tch! ” The man mocked and held Frore tightly rendering her helpless.Leaving her with a jerk, He stepped back surprisingly. Frore faced him nervously and stumbled back finding him still standing so close to her.
“ Who are you?! ” Frore hissed glaring up at his amused face trying to shake off how she was really feeling.“ People call me Vayldre! ” He waved his hand in the air and started walking towards her bedroom again ignoring her existence completely which made blood boil in Frore's veins. Who did he think he was to invade her house like this?Feeling the cold anger surging through her veins ready to be let out, she couldn't control it anymore and the temperature started to drop.Angrily, she grabbed his muscular arm that didn't fit into her tiny hands and made him stop on his way.Surprised by the cold temperature, he turned around and looked into her eyes that had changed color. A smirk pulled up at his lips when he looked down and found the frost starting to coat up his arm.“ Magic! ” He deadpanned and pulled Frore closer staring intensely in her eyes, to her surprise.Shocked, Frore looked down and noticed the frost not being able to seep through his skin. He was supposed to be screaming in pain right now but he was smirking at her.“ Wh-What? How is this possi-possible? ” Frore pushed him away and stumbled back feeling weird by his touch that made her feel hot. She had never felt hot in her whole life.“ That will be enough to treat me! ” He tugged at Frore's arm and her eyes started to change color when he started to drag her towards her bedroom.Why was he taking her to the bedroom? Fear started to really take over Frore's heart this time. Her magic was not working on him. But why?AUTHOR'S POV“ Now come here! ” The man before her, who had introduced himself as Vayldre purred in a weird voice and Frore gulped before looking down at his sitting figure on HER bed.“ Where? ” Frore shooked her head dumfounded.“ Here! ” Vayldre pointed beside himself and Frore's face went red.“ You bastard! Retard! Who do you think I am? ” Frore fumed pointing towards herself, as veils of Frost started to cover the wooden walls of her cabin.“ Witch? ” Vayldre suggested Teasingly and Frore huffed out taking a step back.Vayldre raised his hand and grabbed her wrist before pulling her down beside himself.Frore screamed out and started thrashing, making Vayldre groan out and make her sit down forcefully.Frore's eyes went wide i
AUTHOR'S POVA look of horror crossed Frore's eyes, watching Vayldre's body reshaping into something bigger and unbelievable.His eyes were holding hers captive, which made her gulp and feel dread deep down in her bones.Scales started appearing on his face and wings appeared behind his back, before his body completely reshaped into a Golden Dragon.A dragon so big and magnificient that Frore's breath hitched. She stumbled back and placed her hand on her mouth with her eyes almost popping out of their sockets.A loud roar sounded and shooked the surroundings, as Frore shrieked and fell down on the ground.Vayldre's Golden slit eyes were staring at her, before he took off the ground shaking everything around him and flew away towards the Red Dragon.Not believing her own eyes, Frore kept looking up, still sitting o
AUTHOR POVHaving a Greek-God handsome man barging in her house, injured. Knowing that her powers didn't work on him.Having to watch two Supernatural creatures - no DRAGONS flying in the air right in front of her eyes.All of this was not really believable for Frore. Frore shooked her head for the nth time, nibbling on her lower lip, drawing out blood from it, as she stared at the man moving around in her kitchen.“ Are you - Are you really... ” Frore tried to ask him if what she saw earlier was really true or if she was just dreaming about it.When she had woken up again, she had found him silently making food and she - herself couldn't ask him anything. It was really weird.Dragons died over a century ago. They were the great beings that ruled over the world for thousands of year but th
AUTHOR'S POVA week passed since that Dragon - Vayldre was haunting Frore. He had made it impossible for her to even sleep peacefully. She didn't know why she was so affected by him. He just had this weird kind of power over her, that always made her want to submit to him.The small annoyingly - turning on touches, the deep piercing stares, the little biting of his thick lips, were all too much now. For this whole week, she had tried to push him away from herself by asking him to leave repeatedly, but the same excuse ' I won't leave as I need to do something here ' had fell from his lips silencing her. With her protests, always came a warning and a threat that she couldn't help but shiver to.Today, she decided to run away from him again by going to her favourite small lake deep in the forest, that she had come to love.She was deep in the warm lake feeling content and at peace. Her mind
AUTHOR'S POVIn a motion, Vayldre got up from the stool and grabbed her waist, pulling her closer. Frore's breath hitched at the sight of his dark orbs and small smirk. His sharp features didn't fail to take her breath away and with him so close to her, she could suffocate from this sight. Vayldre rested his forehead onto hers and ghosted his lips above hers, breathing heavily on her face. His hand sneakily traveled down to her dress and he slowly started pulling it up, revealing her flawless ankles and then her thigh. His rough finger touched her bare thigh and he squeezed it, sending tingles down her spine. Their noses touched and lips brushed against each other.He gently turned her around and pushed her back against the kitchen counter. Frore closed her eyes, before arching her back towards his hard body to softly connect their lips. A jolt of spark tingled their bodies, when they felt e
AUTHOR'S POV“ I want you...Vayldre. ” She whispered out in a tiny voice, pulling him out of his thoughts. Even if the fear was lingering in her eyes, she still wanted him and that woken up something inside him, that was sleeping from the time he was born. He didn't want to feel like this. Like when the time came, he wouldn't be able to hurt her.His gaze turned dark and he smashed his lips over hers, sucking and biting harshly to get this feeling out of his heart. Frore opened her mouth letting him explore it with his tongue wrapping around her own, making her moan in his mouth. He abruptly pulled away and rested his forehead against hers, peering down in her glossy gray eyes, that were unique. He grabbed her both hands and joined them together with his, placing them beside her head, as she took in a huge breath feeling him, leaving her one hand.He lined his cock aga
AUTHOR'S POVHe was staring at her peacefully sleeping face. She looked so innocent and Etheral, that he just couldn't look away, but then he forced himself to get his senses back.Pushing himself off the bed, he picked up his white shirt, wearing it and then picked up his brown pants, pulling it on. His eyes went back to her face, when she mumbled something in her sleep.Curiously, he placed his knee on the bed, bending down on her to hear what she was saying. “ Vayldre... ” The movement of her swollen pink lips formed his name and he sighed out, moving his eyes to her long eyelashes. He bought his hand up and traced her eyebrow gently. He leaned down and placed his lips over her closed eye, breathily heavily. Smoothing out the lines formed on her flawless forehead, he leaned away from her, giving her a last look.
AUTHOR'S POVScared.One word was enough to describe the fast thumping of her heart, the sweating of her palms, the negative thoughts swarming her mind and the ache in heart when she didn't find him beside herself, after waking up from the nightmare.She was scared, that he left her after sharing such a private and intimate time. She was scared, that her body was the only thing he had wanted from her.She was scared, that the feelings which she was thinking of as mild, were much stronger than she could ever imagine.How was it possible to feel so much for one person - a Dragon who she had met just eight days ago?But the tears that threatened to fall out of her eyes, when she searched the whole cabin and didn't find him, was enough of an answer. She had started thinking of him, as someone important.