I spat in his face the first time he unlocked my cell door.
Chained like a forgotten relic in the palace underbelly, I was no one's prize. Until this king dragged me from the filth, his grip a vise of velvet threat, and declared me his queen. Defiance is my armor, honed from years of stolen freedom and a bloodline no crown can cleanse. But his eyes rake me like I'm already broken, promising the dominance I've denied craving since the world first betrayed me.
Every stolen breath between us crackles with venom-laced want. In the dungeon's crushing dark, our bodies collide, slick with sweat and reckless fury, enmity twisting into something that devours. He pins me against cold stone, his mouth a brand that demands secrets I swore to bury. Hate him? Gods, yes. But denial hollows me out, leaves me aching for the ruin only he can deliver. His touch isn't mercy; it's conquest, and I arch into it like a traitor.
Across the throne room's gilded sprawl, our gazes clash amid courtiers' whispers, hunger unresolved and electric in the air. He's the tyrant who'd burn kingdoms for me, yet retreats into shadowed torment when I bare my fangs. My legacy dangles by whispers of disputed birth, my self-respect a fraying thread against his pull. Surrender means yielding body and soul to the jailer who could shatter everything.
What if the venom I spit becomes the vow that binds us? Or does my fire consume us both before a crown ever touches my brow?
A full-length dark fantasy captive erotic romance featuring a defiant prisoner and her ruthless king.
