THE ROYALS. A royal finds his soul when his heart burns...

Being a royal was demanding and yet being the Royal future king was far more demanding than his people imagined. The tenuous training, immensely growing power and rigorous studies hardly left any time for Eric to be a child. His abilities manifested when he was four years old making it impossible for him to normally relate with others. Eric knew she was going be a problem for him or even more than a problem. He didn't want to hurt her yet she was more than willing to hit him in physical and magical combat so he obliged her. A green eyed beauty who will take on boys older than herself as long as she can be on the Royal Guard turns the Creator's plans to motion. She has been shunned, undermined and neglected yet her spirit is blazing. Her gift is rare and feared yet she's unafraid and proud. Lighters were often unable to control their gifts, known for hurting those around them when they exploded with emotion. Most lighters blocked their gift and retained use of their defensive gift. Years later... Reina used both her gifts to make it to the Guard and being female in a male dominated guard meant she fought harder and dirty to keep up. To make things worse the future king was her training partner. He was beyond powerful and she wasn't sure she wanted to burn his gorgeous body... ******EXCERPT****** Her scent had changed into something intoxicating, addictive, threatening to everything I treasured. Reina was my partner, best friend and yet I wanted more. "I'm not yours Eric…" she whispered as I inhaled her scent and kissed her neck. "You don't believe that," I murmured as I brought my lips closer to her mouth she was glowing, trembling as I grabbed her pony tail and let it loose. she gasped at my audacity giving me the chance I needed. I claimed her mouth pushing her against the wall. Arms tightened around my back as I deepened the kiss. I placed a hand on her bare waist and a blast of heat consumed me. she moaned deep in her throat as I brought her hips closer to mine. You're mine Reina, only mine. I drawled against her neck.