Bound By Fire: The Dragon Prince's Obsession

From the back cover

The first thing I felt upon waking was a fire burning inside me, yet all around me was nothing but frozen ice.

I was Seraphina Carlisle, the most "useless" granddaughter of a Dragon Lord. Once swept away by fate to a higher plane, I had survived among interstellar empires and cosmic arcana, training to become a skilled interstellar medic and void operative.

Now, inexplicably yanked back to my homeland, I was forced to once again play the part of the pitiful noble lady everyone trampled on.

My cousin Cammie, all sweet smiles and hidden venom, had dosed me with a blood‑boiling aphrodisiac; she even paid a street thug to destroy me in the dark.

Soon, she would lead a torch‑bearing crowd of high society into this cave, point at my torn clothes, and weep false tears, meaning to brand me a whore, steal my betrothed, and have me exiled to the deadly northern mines for life.

But I was no longer the old Seraphina who could only swallow her humiliation in silence, not after the advanced civilizations and brutal training I had endured.

What Cammie didn't know was that I had already beaten her thug half to death. And the man whose lap I now sat on, the one I had just used as my "antidote" to survive the poison's burn, was no vagrant. He was Aldric Beaumont, the dreaded Prince Regent.

I steadied my breath, calmly straightened my dress, and prepared to wield his absolute power to make her pay back everything, with interest.