Taming Sisily’s Dark Dragon Lord
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My hands were pinned above my head, the stone wall cold against my knuckles while his body burns like a furnace.
"You’re already wet, little witch," Joran whispered into my ear, his breath against my neck while his fingers moved deeper, pushing past my slick folds with a slow drag that made my toes curl into the floor.
"I want you..." he groaned into my ear as his thumb stroked my swollen core. "...all of you."
I am Sisily, a Vladimir witch.
Wait… fuck that. After what my parents did to me, I don't ever want to be called a Vladimir again.
With all their ridiculous expectations and my failure on the High-Tier Enchantment Test, my cold bastard of a father branded my collarbone like cattle and threw me into the fucking Billows to rot.
Aunt Maeve turned out to be a sweetheart, running a secret black-market shop behind an old bookstore. And that damn Barnaby... well, I don't even have words for that sassy, mouthy bird.
Now? Now I’m trapped with a lethal, cursed Black Dragon Lord who wants me in every filthy way possible, and the worst part is, I think I'm actually falling for him.
My brother thinks he’s going to rule this realm. My parents think I’m just a broken, useless disgrace hiding in the fog. But I have the heart and the ear of the most feared beast in existence, and I am going to tear down the Arcane Academy, destroy my family, and burn their entire world to fucking ash.
With my Dragon Lord by my side, they won't see it coming.
"You’re already wet, little witch," Joran whispered into my ear, his breath against my neck while his fingers moved deeper, pushing past my slick folds with a slow drag that made my toes curl into the floor.
"I want you..." he groaned into my ear as his thumb stroked my swollen core. "...all of you."
I am Sisily, a Vladimir witch.
Wait… fuck that. After what my parents did to me, I don't ever want to be called a Vladimir again.
With all their ridiculous expectations and my failure on the High-Tier Enchantment Test, my cold bastard of a father branded my collarbone like cattle and threw me into the fucking Billows to rot.
Aunt Maeve turned out to be a sweetheart, running a secret black-market shop behind an old bookstore. And that damn Barnaby... well, I don't even have words for that sassy, mouthy bird.
Now? Now I’m trapped with a lethal, cursed Black Dragon Lord who wants me in every filthy way possible, and the worst part is, I think I'm actually falling for him.
My brother thinks he’s going to rule this realm. My parents think I’m just a broken, useless disgrace hiding in the fog. But I have the heart and the ear of the most feared beast in existence, and I am going to tear down the Arcane Academy, destroy my family, and burn their entire world to fucking ash.
With my Dragon Lord by my side, they won't see it coming.

















































