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Kingdom’s Quiet Fire

by @sunlitwillow

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6 chapters

~15 min read

Amara Delacroix flees her buyer and collides with Emperor Kaelen Voss in his private chambers—a cold, untouchable king who has never been touched, and now he will not let her go. In one night of raw, exploring passion, they conquer each other and claim a destiny no one can sever. By morning, he is hers, and she rules beside him.

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MEET THE CHARACTERS

Amara Delacroix

An 18-year-old beauty with warm, dark skin that glows like honey in the dim light, her curves a testament to a strength that has yet to be broken. Her chestnut hair, wild and untamed, frames a face of regal features that speak of a heritage she barely knows, and her dark eyes hold a fire that dominance has never managed to quench. She is a survivor, her body showing the subtle marks of her ordeal at the hands of her cowardly ex, the clasped bruises on her wrists the only signs of the life she's running from.

Emperor Kaelen Voss

The King of the realm, a man built like a weapon, with broad shoulders, a commanding presence, and eyes the color of a stormy sea that have seen too much and revealed nothing. A light-colored, almost silver-streaked beard frames a jaw that is as unyielding as his rule, and his hands are calloused from a lifetime of holding a sword and a scepter, promising both brutality and a delicate, untamed touch. He is a man who longed for nothing, his world an empty fortress of duty, until her, who looks no one in the eye, threatened to become his entire world.

EXPLORE CHAPTERS

The Wrong Door

Amara bursts through the gilded side door, gasping, her torn gown slipping off one shoulder, wrist bruises darkening under the chandelier's glow. Emperor Kaelen Voss looks up from the war map, eyes li

The First Claim

I push forward, and the heat of her closes around me like a fist. Her gasp is sharp, her nails digging into my shoulders, and I see the war in her eyes—pain and need, both for me. 'Look at me,' I comm

The Morning Claim

I feel her fingers tighten around me, and the last of my restraint snaps. 'You wanted breakfast,' she whispers, her thumb tracing the head, 'but I want you.' I growl, rolling her onto her back, my wei

Breakfast and Blood

Her legs lock around my waist, her mouth at my ear demanding breakfast, and I'm already moving toward the door, my cock still slick with her. A knock cuts through the moment — a guard's voice, low and

Breakfast and Blood

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