Curse of the dragon flames

Curse of the dragon flames

Adriel jakes

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BLURB; They told her she was born to die. They told him he was born to kill. They were both wrong. Hazel was the perfect sacrifice: poor, powerless, and prepared for the dragon's flame. Prince Dravon was the perfect executioner: ruthless, royal, and bound by duty. Their first glance which was a magnetic attraction changed everything. Now, running from a kingdom that wants her blood and a brother who wants his throne, they uncover a horrific secret. The ritual is a key to unlock something ancient vorthar an ancient dragon God. The curse is a cage. And Hazel's rare bloodline containing the blood line of three realms makes her the most dangerous creature in the world the target of a priestess who wants eternal power and a dragon-god who dreams of eternal fire and freedom to rule the whole world. To save their worlds, Hazel and Dravon must burn the old lies to the ground and forge a new legend from the ashes.

Curse of the dragon flames Chapter 1 THE DAY EVERYTHING CHANGED

Hazel's POV

The aroma of sizzling peppers and warm spices wrapped around me like a familiar hug as I stood beside my mother in our tiny kitchen. Morning sunlight streamed in through the cracked window, casting gold lines across the tiled floor. I stirred the pot in slow circles, letting the steam rise and brush against my cheeks. My mother hummed softly beside me, her hands moving with the grace of someone who had spent her entire life cooking for the people she loved. "You're burning the stew, Hazel," she teased gently. "I'm not!" I shot back, sticking my tongue out. "I'm perfecting it." She laughed a bright, soft sound that always made me feel safe. Mom's laughter was the kind of sound that made even the worst days feel bearable. She wasn't rich, but she carried joy like a crown. Behind us, in the sitting room, my father sat in his faded armchair with his usual morning companion an old magazine and a cup of steaming coffee. His brows were drawn in concentration as he flipped a page, pretending not to listen to our chatter. But the tiny smile tugging at the corner of his lips gave him away. I was their only child. Not by choice, but by fate. Yet they never let me feel alone or lacking. Even though our home wasn't filled with wealth, it was overflowing with love. "Hazel, pass me the pepper," Mom said, reaching for the spoon. I handed it over, watching her taste the food with that familiar thoughtful expression she always wore before judging a dish. "Mmm," she hummed. "Perfect. My daughter is learning." I grinned proudly. "Of course. I have a master chef for a mother." She tapped my forehead with the spoon. "Flattery won't save you from chores." We cooked together until the entire room smelled heavenly. Soon, we were setting the table simple plates, mismatched cups, and a woven cloth Mom had made years ago. Dad joined us, placing his magazine aside. Breakfast was loud and full of laughter the way it always was. We talked about everything and nothing: the stubborn chickens behind the house, the market gossip, the weather, and my mother's constant reminders that I needed to eat more, sleep more, and marry "sometime before she got old and gray." I rolled my eyes every time, and she cackled like it was the funniest joke in the kingdom. I didn't know it would be the last time I'd hear her laugh freely. Just as my father reached for his second helping, a sharp knock echoed through the house. My mother looked up. "Hazel dear, please check who that is." "Okay, Mama." I wiped my hands on my skirt and hurried to the door, fully expecting it to be our neighbor coming to borrow sugar again. But the moment I swung the door open, my heart dropped to my stomach. Standing there were four palace guards their armor gleaming silver-blue, their expressions cold and unreadable. Their eyes scanned me from head to toe like I was prey they had already claimed. My throat tightened. Nothing good ever came from the palace especially now, with the plague sweeping through villages like a devouring fire. "W-We're looking for a girl named Hazel," one of the guards said, his voice firm and ice-sharp. "That's... me." The words crawled out of my mouth in a stutter. My fingers shook around the door handle. "Hazel, who's at the door?" my mother called out, her voice full of warmth completely unaware of the danger standing inches away from her child. I didn't know how to answer. I didn't know how to breathe. Behind me, I felt my parents' presence before I saw them. My father came to stand beside me, his body protective, towering, fierce. My mother hovered behind him, confusion twisting her face into worry. "What do you want from us?" my father demanded, his voice steady but infused with authority that made me proud and terrified at the same time. "Your daughter is needed at the palace," another guard said. His tone held no room for negotiation. "She's not going anywhere," my father snapped instantly. "Hazel, go inside." But I didn't move. I couldn't. My legs were rooted to the floor. Everything happened too fast after that. Before my father could finish his sentence, two guards lunged forward, grabbing me by the arms so hard pain shot through my shoulders. I screamed, twisting, fighting, but their grip only tightened. "Let her go!" Dad roared, drawing out the old sword he kept by the door. A sword he hadn't used in years. He swung it with the strength of a man fighting for his child. But they were trained warriors many of them. They overpowered him almost instantly. One guard kicked him to the ground while another struck him in the chest with a metal gauntlet. My father collapsed, blood spilling down his forehead as he hit the floor with a sickening thud. "Daddy!" I cried out, my voice breaking. My mother shrieked his name, trying to run to him, but another guard grabbed her by the waist, pinning her arms to her sides as she screamed and fought like a wild animal. "Please!" she cried, tears running down her cheeks. "Don't take my baby! Please!" Her screams tore into my heart. I kicked and struggled, my nails drawing blood from the guard's arm, but it didn't matter. They were stronger. Colder. Unmoved. "Hold her still," one guard ordered. "No NO!" I screamed, but it was useless. One of them pulled a syringe from his belt long, metal, and filled with a dark, swirling liquid that looked nothing like medicine. I froze. Before I could process what was happening, he jammed it into my arm with brutal force. I screamed as fire exploded under my skin. It felt like liquid lightning burning through my veins, tearing me apart from the inside. My legs buckled. My vision blurred. My mother's voice became distant, like she was screaming from underwater. "HAAAAZEL!" I reached for her But my arms felt like sandbags. My father tried to crawl toward me, blood dripping from his chin. "Let her go" he gasped. But the guards didn't even look at him. "Move," one growled, dragging me like a sack of grain. My body was weakening fast. The world tilted sideways. All I could hear were muffled sounds: Mother screaming. Father groaning in pain. Boots scraping against the dirt. The slam of a carriage door. They threw me into the backseat like I was nothing. The engine roared. My eyelids grew heavy too heavy until I could no longer hold them open. The last thing I saw was my mother's hands reaching out for me while she was held back her face twisted with pure anguish. The last thing I heard was my father's weak voice, begging them to take him instead. Then everything went black.

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“BLURB; They told her she was born to die. They told him he was born to kill. They were both wrong. Hazel was the perfect sacrifice: poor, powerless, and prepared for the dragon's flame. Prince Dravon was the perfect executioner: ruthless, royal, and bound by duty. Their first glance which was a magnetic attraction changed everything. Now, running from a kingdom that wants her blood and a brother who wants his throne, they uncover a horrific secret. The ritual is a key to unlock something ancient vorthar an ancient dragon God. The curse is a cage. And Hazel's rare bloodline containing the blood line of three realms makes her the most dangerous creature in the world the target of a priestess who wants eternal power and a dragon-god who dreams of eternal fire and freedom to rule the whole world. To save their worlds, Hazel and Dravon must burn the old lies to the ground and forge a new legend from the ashes.”
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Chapter 1 THE DAY EVERYTHING CHANGED

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Chapter 2 SACRIFICIAL FATE

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Chapter 3 JOURNEY AND ARRIVAL AT ELDORADO

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Chapter 4 FORBIDDEN BONDS

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Chapter 5 THE UNBURNED SACRIFICE

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Chapter 6 LOVE AND AN UNEXPLAINABLE BOND

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Chapter 7 WINGS OF ESCAPE

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Chapter 8 A PRIESTESS WRATH AND IMPENDING DOOM

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Chapter 9 MORWENNA AND MAGIC

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Chapter 10 MYSTERY

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Chapter 11 DECEPTION

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Chapter 12 FORBIDDEN YEARNING

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Chapter 13 A KINGDOM IN THE HANDS OF A TRAITOR

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Chapter 14 A KISS FOR A CURSE 1

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Chapter 15 A KISS FOR A CURSE 2

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Chapter 16 WANTED LOVERS

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Chapter 17 THE ANTIDOTE

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Chapter 18 STALKER

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Chapter 19 HIDDEN LETTER WITH A VISION

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Chapter 20 HIDDEN LETTER WITH A VISION 2

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Chapter 21 RUMORS OF A BURNT CLAN

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Chapter 22 SECRETS AND CHAOS

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Chapter 23 LOVE IN DIFFICULT TIMES

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Chapter 24 PASSION

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Chapter 25 SERAPHINES MYSTERY 1

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Chapter 26 SERAPHINES MYSTERY 2

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Chapter 27 A PORTAL IN THE WOODS

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Chapter 28 NATHAN'S RESOLVE

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Chapter 29 ATTACK AND ESCAPE

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Chapter 30 THE BLOOD HE NEEDED THE DEVOTION THAT STOOD

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Chapter 31 HELD BETWEEN WINGS AND LOVE

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Chapter 32 ASHES AND OMEN

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Chapter 33 HOW COULD LOVE STAND IN DARK TIMES

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Chapter 34 ASHES BENEATH THE CROWN

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Chapter 35 PAIN AND RECRUITMENT

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Chapter 36 VISIONS AND REALIZATION

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Chapter 37 WHY DO YOU ALWAYS SAVE ME

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Chapter 38 LOVE AND FOREVER

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Chapter 39 RESOLVE AND CONFRONTATIONS

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Chapter 40 A LETTER TO ELDORADO

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