Chosen by the dragon kings Novels & Stories

“This is a death sentence! Your own flesh and blood is manipulating you, Thorne! Can you not see that?” “It is your only choice!” Thorne roared, standing up, "You wanted to prove you are not weak! Now is your chance! Or are you all talk, Dragon? All fire and no control?” I wanted to scream. I wanted to let my fire burn right there and show him what control meant. But I held it in, my whole body trembling with the effort. “I hate you,” I whispered, the words meant only for him. “And I pity you. A king who cannot see the snake in his own nest.”

Lisa asked, her irritation clear in her tone. I pushed myself off the window slowly. “It doesn’t matter who they choose. We didn’t come here to choose.” My gaze moved between them, mother was angry and tense, father, quiet but worried and Lisa, frustrated and confused. “This is hell already.” I murmured. "Diana! Don't say that," Mother said, stepping closer to me. "It will be the fourth prince. I am sure of it. He is the only reasonable Dragon prince and he's single. He is the only choice."

Being the dragon prince allows me special abilities, but it also makes me stronger, faster, and bigger than the other dragons. After the first dragon died, her children fought over who should be in charge. They had a contest to find which of them was the strongest. It was the red dragon. A red dragon can only be born from another red dragon, as opposed to the other colors. White, black, green, purple, blue, and any color you can imagine almost seems to happen at random. Adding to the rarity, only one of the offspring a red dragon has will be red. Meaning if by some miracle, the dragon stone blessed me with five children, only one would be red, and they would be my heir. It wouldn’t matter if

The only thing that was left, was to make one final statement and it would all be over. "I now pronounce you-" I tried to continue but realised that uttering new words only became harder and harder by the minute. "I now pronounce you-" just as I was about to continue, the door flung wide open and before I could turn to see who it was and look back at the devil, he had already vanished. He disappeared without any trail but with just one last object staying behind. It was then I realized why he'd been so scared and why he screamed about an something burning him. The dragon stone were no longer in favour of him. They chose me again, and without any much choice, I chose them back the moment I pi

The universe had decided to give me another one, in a place I did not know, in a body that was not mine, with a family that had already sold me before I had even opened my eyes. "When you say Dragon King," I said carefully, "you mean that literally. You mean an actual dragon." Nobody answered. Which was, honestly, answer enough. Oh my Goddess.

Slowly he bought the chosen one to the ground, watching as wickedly sharp talons sank themselves into the earth before he spoke again. " You spill each other's blood as if it were a game! Using your warriors like pawns on a chessboard, but NO MORE! I have chosen my Champion to represent the Desdaya dragons, and my sister Selene has chosen her wolf to represent The Midnight pack. There will be no other bloodshed here! The winner will have an unrefutable claim over the mateship bond upon the death of the other. Selene, will you perform the necessary binding for your child?"

Kael’s gaze dropped to Adrien’s motionless body, and his smile widened. “And there it is, the perfect temptation. The dragon offered you the same choice it offered me, once upon a time. To devour or to surrender. Do you know which I chose?” Sera’s heart pounded, bile clawing at her throat. Kael’s voice lowered, rich and poisonous. “I devoured. And it was glorious.” The dragon reared, its roar shaking the cavern like thunder. Fire surged from its fractured body, molten heat rolling toward Kael like a tidal wave. Kael didn’t flinch. He simply raised a hand. The flames bent.

“No one is allowed to interrupt. And no other weapon is permitted aside from the chosen sword to use.” “Hercules will get the answers he wants if he wins.” Hercules’ second said. “And if Black Dragon wins, the Olympus Gang will not be seen on Korea ever again. Or they’ll will be found six feet under the ground.” Yosef added. JD and Hercules just stayed quiet and glaring at each other. Their second hand men handed their swords before they begin. Hercules will use a longsword while Black Dragon will use a katana. Both men are known to be expert on using sword during training and combat.

“So now you're the queen of the underworld, uh? That changes everything." Hearing that made my stomach churn with anxiety. My being was filled with hope, please, please, please, I begged in my mind. But I was surprised at the dragon's next words. "It is true that you are The Queen of the underworld, chosen by the tree of knowledge and the king's Agalariept."

Therefore why the King is always crowned first in any system… and why this was a very big deal. “Who would you choose to make the Dictatore?!” Landon bawled now. “The Champion!” “The Champion!” “Her!” “We want her!” "The freaking Champion!" I heard not one nor two voices. I heard about 10 thousand… and there weren't even up to 2 thousand people here. With their intense and passionate response, Landon turned to me now and then smiled. “To the moon goddess, you were chosen, and now, to the people, you are also chosen…”