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It was hard for Lycans and werewolves to stand the heat, but Harper was determined to stay as long as she could to support the King and finally see the boy freed. “It’s melting!” One of the dragon elders announced. Everyone was laser focused on the stone. Sure, enough the stone was melting. Purple started to fade to a beautiful blue. The beautiful colors continued to get bigger and brighter. Only moments after the stone had completely melted, the bright blue light started taking the shape of a child. The child looked to be nearly 40” tall. They all watched in wonder as his features started to appear, and before Harper knew it, she was staring at two big bright blue eyes. Gasps could be heard all around the room. Cries echoed off the stone walls, reflecting decades of sorrow finally coming to an end. King Layden hit his knees, and into his arms ran a handsome little boy. The Dragon Prince was finally home.

“He left her side before any of us could tell him she isn't. Now he wont listen to anyone. I saw him so happy sleeping in the field, almost like the moon goddess herself gave him hope. He woke up and thrashed that field in his dragon form. He soon shifted back and passed out.” “When a dragon feels like its mate is lost it’s not something easily reversed. Even bringing her in front of him might not help him.” The doc sighed pained there great prince was suffering. “We hope there love will heal each other. We are just waiting for her strength to gain so she can come to him.” Ben said trying to sound hopeful even though the docs words where sinking in. “I am here to make sure he pulls through every endeavor till she can.” “There may come a time you will have to fight him.”

"It exsist doesn't it, just know that its apart of the balance." "Anyways one day theses dragons met a princess and guessed what they called her after she introduced herself," I asked with a smile. "I still can't pronounce," Henry said dryly. I rolled my eyes and sat down. "So the word means princess, that doesn't exactly help," he said leaning against the back of the couch. "I guess, but it shows that I'm close," I said quietly, placing the book down. I tilted my head at the book. I had a feeling that this book held all my answers but I just couldn't figure it out. My eyes wondered over the images.

he begins, "there was a prince." "Was he handsome?" Alexander asks immediately. "He was... okay. Not particularly handsome. Not particularly brave. Just a regular prince who happened to live in a castle." "Boring," Alexander declares. "Let him finish," Ethan says. Kyle continues. "One day, when the prince was very small—maybe about eight years old—something terrible happened. A dragon came to the kingdom." Madison's hand finds mine. Squeezes. "This dragon was different from the dragons in most stories," Kyle says. "It didn't breathe fire. It didn't guard treasure. It just... took things. Took people. And one day, it took the prince."

Kian explains to her. “Is that the Dragon that-” He cuts her off with a warning look and that only piques my interest. “The dragon you drew?” I lean forward, resting my elbows on my thighs as I wait for him to answer. “Yes, I once drew a dragon.” “Something that made you give up a treasure… May I see it?” I ask. Fate paired My Wolf Princess to me, but for a father to give up his child, now that intrigues me. Especially since it was clearly not the norm to give your daughters up for the sake of an alliance in this kingdom.

"What did you mean, Princess? Do you know what kind of dragon that is?" Prince David looked around, getting ready for any possible attacks. "A blue dragon." I gulped before I proceeded to my scripted explanation. "A dragon that can manipulate heavenly elements such as lightning and thunder." "Well, that explains why its growl was accompanied by a thunder." Prince Martin nodded. "You seem to have a lot of knowledge about dragons, Princess." It was a statement not a question. But regardless, it sounded like one.

The ice in my very veins melted as he grew even taller than he normally was and more muscular,ripping Zephyros's tunic in the process. I staggered backwards and tripped on a branch. I fell backwards on my rump and even the sting was not enough to take my eyes off him. He exhaled and the nearest tree turned to ash immediately. i scrambled backwards on impulse and the branch i had tripped on got caught in his web. He opened his eyes and twin pools of fire peered down at me. I didn't need Luna to tell me i was not looking at Zephyros anymore...no. Not entirely. What stared back at me was the Fire Dragon.

Not just any dragon. They were dragons too—every one of them born with wings and claws, fire in their lungs. But he was the Warlord. The King they had once feared and followed not because of birthright, but because of power. His wings could darken the sun. His roar had shattered mountain passes. They had called him king not out of respect, but survival. And they had forgotten. Until now. Sera didn’t scream. She just stood there, arms still outstretched, as if her body might shield them from a god.

“I may not wear silk.” “I may have no noble title.” “But when I was brought here, I passed every trial.” “I survived the Hunt.” “I survived the poison poured into my own cup.” “And every single day I earned my place with my own blood and sweat as Prince Zade’s official dragon rider.” I raised my hands, exposing the deep, raw wounds carved into my wrists by the chains. The metallic taste of blood still lingered in my mouth. I didn’t care. “If the empire’s younger prince…”

Born within the spotlight as the only daughter of the world’s famous musician and actor, her life full of awards and becoming the world’s renowned novelist was the life the people expected her about. But behind her fame and perfect life to die for, is a missing piece that she keeps on searching for ever since the accident that happened to her fifteen years ago, and the mystery novel she entitled ‘BLOOD RESONANCE’. In that novel and the series of unexpected curses and blood sacrifices lead her in claiming the hurtful past and the memory she forgot fifteen years ago. Now coming back inside the cursed book, to the series of changes, unfortunate love's past, and reincarnation she soon bumps into her past and lost memory, her hero, Prince RYUU. The lost 8th prince and the crown prince of the nation of Dragons, and the Royal Family of the de Montage, the prince that hides the blue flame from the long ruins of the Dragon clan, that was soon known as the Fire Dragon ‘Ryu’. To the love that binds them and the unforgivable past and memories that she lost she will be once again entwined to the hate and curses inside the cursed book from the tragic love story of her once life .

I grunted. "It is strange you didn't tell me you are not a trouble! I can clearly see where your priorities lie," the dragon chuckled, his voice low and dangerously addictive. I didn't need these kind of temptations right now, or distractions, when I was trying to steal the prince's damn crown before his coronation.

"If you free my family, leave them alone, remove all guards from watching them, I'll do whatever it is that the Queen of Luxandra asks of me." If I were any other drake, as soon as I got what I wanted, I'd simply go back on my word, but Eleanora knows how much my honor means to me. I am not just any noble–I’m a dragon prince, and the true heir of the Luxandrian throne. Because of that honor, like many noble dragons, my word is my bond. So I never lie directly.

“What are you doing here?” He walked in and closed the door behind himself. He even locked the door then walked closer and closer to me. He had lust in his eyes. I stumbled backwards almost knocking over the lamp on the nightstand. I was nearly forgetting how to push the right words out of my mouth. “We can’t do this… I want to be accepted here.” I mumbled because all I knew was rejection and deceit. Why would the dragon prince be any different? It wasn’t like the king and queen would let us be together. It was hard to say no when my body was aching with lust.

Just by standing there, his chaotic, raw magical aura made everyone's primal instincts scream run. The crowd immediately scrambled away, terrified this ticking time bomb of a dragon would snap. I opened my mouth to say, “I'm marrying Cael,” but the old King's warning flashed in my mind. “Since you chose the eldest, I will honor it. But keep your mouth shut until I officially announce it.” The power struggles inside the Dragon Fortress were lethal, and every faction had their eyes on the throne. I swallowed my words. Cael didn't say a word. He just locked his oppressive crimson eyes onto me, a fleeting shadow of dark disappointment passing through them.

I look up into the milky white eyes of my best friend and say one word. “Dragon’s!” **Authors note** I hope you have enjoyed Book 2, the next book, will follow on from this from Monday the 15th of Dec. Book 3 follows the story of Princess Emerald and King Vulcan in The Dragon Kings Golden Obsession. Hope to see you all soon :) MM xx

But Sabrina can try; she has nothing to lose. So, when she sees the Dragon King next—sitting elegantly on his horse, his gaze distant and so very detached, as though he finds nothing in the world interesting—Sabrina smiles at him. It is a smile full of flattery, yet she ensures he sees her sharp canines. ' I will gladly seduce you for your power, but if you mess with me, I will bite your Dick right off ' The King understands her meaning well enough. He gives her an unimpressed look, though his lips curl up the slightest bit, giving away his amusement. How interesting

She smiled. Serenity and Sasha trembled at the sight of him. The side of him they saw the previous day was still printed in their brain and they haven't recovered from the shock. Seeing him there in person was still a big shock to them too. "Dwellers of the East, The prince of the East has returned home". Kathryn announced as all heads were raised in Awe of him. "Long live the Prince". The entire room chanted as he stood high and mighty. "May the celebration begin". She spoke fiercely as he took his place on the throne.

He entered my dreams first; deep seafoam eyes with hints of emerald and black invaded my dreams, claiming me. But he was just a man in my dreams or so I thought, because then I met this man, this dragon prince, he was the man from my dreams. It wasn't love at first sight or a dreamy fairytale I read in books, but a strange toxic attraction and it screamed for pleasurable moments. His touches were electric, setting my insides on fire and his eyes.. Those brilliant eyes that held such a unique colour pulled me into his dangerous, yet mystical world, where dragons soared the skies, such marvellous and fascinating creatures that flew onto the high skies and breathed majestic flames of incredible power.

the king begins. “As you all may have heard, Chieftain Valdis informed me of the dragon horde Betsalel that is threatening to take over the northern lands. Myself, and the Chieftain of the Perilous Horde have concluded that the best way to prove the strength of our alliance is to hold a royal wedding. This wedding does not just show our strength. But a grand celebration such as this will help to calm the people in these troubled times. So tonight, I am here to announce the union of my son prince Geoffrey and the dragon princess Eleonora,” he cheers.

**This is Book 5 of the Elemental Dragon Series. While this book can be read as a standalone, it is recommended that you read the first four books in the series, starting with The Arena. References to other story lines and past situations will not be reiterated in this story.** I'm standing here in the arena once again, staring at this arrogant asshole who thinks that he can claim me and make me his dragon. This time, it’s an elf prince.