Chosen by the dragon kings Novels & Stories

These powerful dragons. The king addressed the crowd and talked about Draconia, the traditions, the power of the crown, and then everyone took in a deep breath when he opened the silk drape covering the crown. The crown buzzed and hummed and my heart danced. This was breathtaking and powerful. More powerful than anything in the kingdom, and this was mine. The king talked about the magic of the crown and how we would defeat whoever that covets the crown. "And as you know, the crown chooses its owner. The crown already a made a choice."

replied the blue dragon. “I am a red dragon. The two of us have different histories, and people are trying to find our dragon crystals. You have found me, do you still remind me? We meet at the dragon lake, ”continued the red dragon. "Yes, so is that you? Sorry, I threw the red dragon crystal back into the dragon lake. ” “ No, I'll stay with you. Only the first to be my master. Those who are chosen for their test and line of destiny. You are one of them, we chose you. "

Her eyes never left her husband who was leaning against his chair. “We've ruled this kingdom for nine hundred years before Vincent's father took over. And now, his son." Mr Gael started. He pushed to rest his face on his right hand with a long sigh. " I've never set my eyes on a dragon this huge Roseline. That dragon isn't a shifter. It's what we have been looking for for the past generations,” he concluded. Roseline dropped the teacup on the well polished jade tray and raised her head to meet his eyes. "What are you trying to suggest? Coincidence happen–”

And just with that, the chains that bound me were gone. "No, no. I can't be out, father. I am going to hurt anyone--" "You are not going to hurt anyone, Adam," he said, stern voice pinning me on the spot. His hands grabbed both my naked shoulders and glared at me. "You will go and find that girl or I will drag her here myself. Choose." He then stood and looked at me, kneeling on the ground. A choice. Both are not good ones. He turned and went to the door of the chamber before he turned to look at me.

We soon reached a sleeping dragon, he was enormous. Dynaris approached the sleeping dragon, her footsteps echoing off the cavern walls. As she drew closer, the dragon's eyes flickered open, and he regarded her with a piercing gaze. Dynaris stood tall, her voice clear and steady. "I mean you no harm, noble dragon. I'm on a quest to reclaim the ancient dragon throne." The dragon's gaze narrowed, his voice low and rumbling. "Many have come before you, seeking to claim the throne. But few have succeeded. Are you prepared to face the trials that lie ahead?" Dynaris nodded, her determination evident. "I'm ready.”

Why would he suddenly give them so much? “So that I feel no guilt for what is going to happen to you. You see, my sister is here. There is this mistake that people always make. They always assume that because she has followed me all her life, I am protecting her. It is the opposite.” Komfo Anokye took a step froward, bringing himself only a few inches away from Dragon King Bast. With a smirk he told the Dragon Lord, “She was chosen by Kerith, not me” “She was handpicked by the Dragon’s Tears; not me”

"JUST BECAUSE HE COULDN'T STAND WATCHING THE DRAGON HE LOVED GETTING SENT OUT TO A WAR HE MIGHT LOSE, AND BECAUSE HE KNEW THE REPERCUSSIONS HE KEPT IT AWAY FROM YOU. ACCORDING TO EURYLUS, WHEN HE REALIZED WHAT THE ART WAS DOING TO DARIUS, HE MET WITH THE CHIEFS AND TRIED TO FIND A WAY TO BREAK THEIR LINK FROM THE SPELL, BUT THEY REALIZED THE ONLY WAY WRITTEN DOWN WAS FOR ONE OF THE TWO PARTIES TO DIE... AND DARIUS MADE HIS CHOICE." "STOP IT." His anger slowly got mixed up with the denial growing inside him. "EURYLUS HAD TRIED TO TAKE THE BLOW BUT THE CHIEFS SAW IT AS A WASTE TO LOSE A DRAGON THAN A HUMAN, BUT THE DECISION WAS ALSO A HARD TAKE BECAUSE DARIUS HAD MANAGED TO TAME THE STRONGEST

His lips press against my hands, and it’s as if he’s sealing a promise with that kiss. His declaration was delivered with the power of a king, one that echoes like a beautiful melody. The air is charged with an undeniable energy as he lays bare his feelings in front of everyone. “Long live the Dragon King Agnarr, holder of all titles!” I turn to look at Dagnoth, who has raised his sword. “Long live the Dragon Queen, Xendaya the Compassionate!” The chanting continues and I close my eyes as Agnarr cups my face, his lips colliding with mine once more…

The King remained unreadable. "Interesting." Natasha shrugged. "I get that a lot." "Natasha," Lucien muttered. "What? I'm being polite." "You are not." "I haven't insulted anyone yet." The Queen looked personally challenged by that statement. The King ignored the exchange and returned his attention to Lucien. "You understand what you're asking." "I do." "A witch inside the palace." "Yes." "A human mate." "Yes." "While rival packs, vampires and unknown enemies hunt them." "Yes." The King's eyes hardened.