The Black Craft Saga

The Black Craft Saga

The Vault

Ashborn Chapter 17 (Wedding Night)

They slipped away from the Flame Court for a moment’s breath. In the quiet of Veyrakh’s private chambers, Dareya discovers truths far more dangerous than politics.

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Jenn Dottingly (MDiv, MBA)
Nov 09, 2025
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A fantasy couple stands close before a massive stone door carved with a dragon in relief. Sparks drift through the air as firelight glows behind them. The man in dark armor and the woman with long pale-blonde hair rest their foreheads together, caught between tenderness and danger.
Behind every sealed door in this world, there’s a truth waiting to burn its way out.

My hands lingered on her hips, feeling the steady pulse beneath silk and lace. Her eyes met mine. Wide. Luminous. Vulnerable and fierce all at once.

“No more hiding,” I murmured, fingers tracing the delicate line of her jaw. “No more walls.”

She swallowed, breath catching.…

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