50 Days to Fall in Love with a Dragon

“You’ll still become mine. You’ll fall in love. You have no chance,” the dragon whispers, hoarsely, against my lips. I stare into the amber irises blazing with fire. I’ve seen them before. Once I nearly burned in his dragon flame.
“Give you fifty days for that,” he says, darkly smiling, and my eyes go dark. I’ll never love a murderer! But what am I supposed to do if my decision determines not only my life? Emotionally, sensually…