Chosen by the dragon kings Novels & Stories

And I was to go to his side, I was to leave my home, my kingdom and go to his castle and face whatever he had in store for me. Because if I refused, he will burn my Kingdom to ashes. "Perhaps." I echoed, feeling the anxiety flow back into my chest. I have to be strong. Catherine lapsed into the silence and I stared into the distance till she finished doing my hair. "Dragons." They are terrifying creatures with untold power. Most of them had gone extinct by now, fighting amongst themselves. But those who had survived this long were not only strong but smart too. They possessed a different kind of power and they possessed everything they needed to survive the unthinkable and prosper in this wo

Drake let him do its thing. Drake remained silent when they were in the elevator. He deliberately stood a little behind June, paying close attention to June's back. He didn't see it wrong, there was a sign and it was a sign of hers. There is only one dragon king in modern times in the world and that is Drake. It couldn't be wrong, Drake had slept with her. Of the many women he had slept with, not all brought up signs. Some of the women brought up the dragon mark but Drake just ignored it. However, June was different in Drake's view. After all, June was the only Drake partner he knew at this time. June is the Dragon King's Mate.

“Your preconceptions about the gods precedes you. All right. Let’s say he isn’t a god—yet. But he does have one in his thrall.” “What?” “There is a great dragon, a lord among dragons, king of kings. It chose Tet when he was young, and it loved and cherished him so much it gave him long life and health to let him stay by its side for all time. Tet kept this god company for centuries—and then realized he wanted more, because he discovered that the great dragon who had taken him under his wing started out in life as just a tiny little thing too, just like him. And he became greedy. He thought, why not me? Why should I be only in the service of a god when I can become a god myself, too?”

They all stand far from the grotesque creature that King Draco has turned into. "Now you have all seen what happens to those that defy me. I shall have my men drag him across every kingdom for people to see that I have the favour of gods! I am the crown's rightful heir!" King Elon declares. "You're a wise man, son. The crown was wrong to choose anyone else," his mother praises.

Everyone immediately looked forward to the sound of the King's voice when he continued speaking. “It was already chosen for me. I am not taking a chosen mate; I have a goddess-given one. My people,” Ezra said as he began kneeling. Roman's heart pounds against his chest, and his lip trembles as he watches the king kneel before him as if he were something special. “I choose my fated mate, Roman, to be my queen, if he'll have me. Tell me, my little dragon, will you be my queen?” Roman's breath stuttered as he sucked a breath in.

"That's the known story. The book says something else. That the dragon's king mate can only be someone who shares its blood." "Mate?" "Destined one. Dragons as creatures don't just procreate. They search for their perfect match. When the dragon tamers received the dragon blood, that connection was passed on to them." Astrid is still confused. If dragon kings had destined ones why the harem? She asks Loras that. "As I said. With time, the blood spread around. It got to the point where the king could marry a commoner." "And the lords got angry..." "The harem was the option that satisfied everyone. No queen of a lower class and the king had the possibility to find his mate if he met more women.

Cassian stepped forward. I choose Arielle. Lyra raised her sword. I choose my family. Elara smiled. I choose creation. Kael lifted his hand. I choose possibility. Adrian closed his eyes. I choose uncertainty. Noah stepped forward. I choose to be Noah. Hope looked toward the sky. I choose the future. The Witness lifted his tiny hand. Silver light spread through the clearing. The Creator whispered, And I choose to learn. The Shadow King looked at everyone. Then I choose to become better than what I was created to be.

Laila requested her father. Dragons would usually find their fated mates by the age of 23. If they don't, then the Dragon Council will bless them with a suitable chosen mate. So the council decided that Laila would be Kael's chosen mate. The Dragon Council has Alexander as the council head, 4 ministers, along with a Chancellor and a Vice Chancellor. No one can replace the Blacks as the heirs to the dragon throne. They are the strongest Black dragons in the world. The Black family dragons were always blessed with fated mates, but Kael didn't. So they selected Laila.

King Henry is, of course, not expecting me and not happy to see me, and sends two of his biggest, baddest warriors out to meet me in the skies just beyond his territory lines. But I’m not a simple dragon. I’m not a warrior. I’m a king. Kings are… born, not chosen. In the days when dragons were plenty, a king could have many male heirs, but the oldest son wouldn’t be presumed heir of his father’s title. No, sometimes a younger son would show… certain gifts. Certain traits that made him stronger, faster, and more capable than his brothers… and he would be king by destined right–by destiny itself.

"And what makes the Royals different from other fire weavers and Embers that they can ride dragons?" He chuckled. "Did you seriously ask that? They have dragon fire in their blood. They're descendants of Thorian, the man who first discovered the dragons and learned their ways. History says they shared a profound bond, though I don't believe he mated with a dragon." I grimaced. "No, Jagger. Bonds can be formed in other ways." "Oh." I laughed heartily. He really was an idiot, but an endearing one. Jagger leaned back, staring at the ceiling. "Dragons are fiercely loyal and choose their riders carefully. It's a bond that goes beyond status or birthright. Royals have the best chance because they’