Chosen In Dragonfire Novels & Stories

That wasn’t even half of how much I love you,’ she says, smugly. I shake my head, once again humbled by the love of my dragon. When I refocus on the conversation, I realize the group has decided that Kendrick will continue in the same group and he’ll have to be the one bringing the fire element to the fight. All the other dragons are assigned to groups.

“I’ve made my decision for the five who’ll represent the dragon riders’ faction in the competition.” Everyone went quiet. “Kahlan,” he started, and I felt every pair of eyes turn to me. “Aethon.” A tall boy with silver hair grinned cockily. “Jaylen.” He was broad-shouldered and serious-looking, the opposite of Aethon. “Mira.” The only other girl, small but fierce, with sharp eyes that gave off don’t-mess-with-me energy. “And Xavik.” He was quiet, but the way he carried himself told me he knew what he was doing.

“Like this moment isn’t a beginning, but a return.” Aiden stepped closer, careful. “Because the fire remembers.” She looked up. “It’s not just in your blood,” he said. “It’s in your soul. This power—it’s passed down, but it chooses who it awakens in. Not just anyone can hold it. You were chosen.” Her heart fluttered at the word. Chosen. Not cursed. Not doomed. “I don’t feel strong,” she admitted. “You don’t have to. The fire is strong enough for both of us.”

"They say the true queen can stand in his fire and not burn.The dragon will kneel for her." "Hush," another one whispered. I did not look at them. I looked at my own hands. Half an hour ago I had been a girl who promised to live. Now I was a girl who had no plan, no friends in this place, and a knee that was beginning to throb again under its dirty bandage. A door opened at the far end of the yard. The man who came out was small and stooped, with a long, papery face. "Tributes," he said. "I am the chamberlain of the Dragon Court. The first round of selection begins now."

"Auntie has said that before and I wonder what's the wrong path she has chosen. I need to know everything." "I will tell you." The Manticore beast said, removing her gaze from Elena and stared inside the fire. "It all started with the fire you see here. Once the chosen one is of age, the fire chooses him or her. This time around, the fire chooses my family and it permanently decides to choose only my generation." The beast stopped and used it's tongue and wiped off it's razor sharp teeth. "It was me first and after a while, I had your mother, when she comes of age, it was her turn and now it is your turn."

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

He pointed at Second Dragon and the others and then announced excitedly, "Well, my brothers, we had fun drinking. Now, let's get on with the rules. Whoever wins gets to choose from the two beautiful women we managed to catch today!" When he said that, his gaze was fixed on Celine as a wicked smile appeared on his face. Second Dragon, Third Dragon and Fourth Dragon were all excited. They rubbed their hands impatiently. "Hurry up." "I'm just waiting for this moment." "Tonight, Celine will be mine." Eldest Phoenix and the other three women sat and watched them happily. Damn it! What was going on? Darryl was puzzled. The Four Dragons were good at that game. They shamelessly used the method to ch

I sat down on the chair facing the sofa and I let my eyes return to normal. “The moment the King lays eyes on Abigail he’ll want her to bond with Prince Nicu. The strongest dragon in existence is the gray dragon. The silver white dragon is next in line, then comes the violet dragon and so on. Royal Dragons have always been what is known as Russian Violet, the darkest shade. We all know the darker the shade the stronger the dragon.” “A woman born of a man with a strong dragon is desirable but the bond has always been respected.” If we were normal people Sorin would’ve been right, but we weren’t.

A Dragon King needed an heir, even if they lived a long time. My heart went out to her because I could understand her pain. If I were unable to have children, I would be devastated. I always knew that there might not be a chance to have a child due to not finding someone and because I wasn’t a normal human. To be not even given the opportunity was completely different. “I should never have been chosen.” She continued to sob. “You were chosen because you are my fate. Even if I just met you, I know that there is nothing more precious to me than you.”

This book would be of no help because the author actually ended up being chosen as a bride. Moria was the daughter of the Village Head of Nakuriver, one of the seven villages that made up the mighty Kingdom of Ignas, which was ruled by the dreaded Dragon King. When Moria was 18, she had participated in the Choosing Ritual, as the rules had demanded, and had somehow been lucky enough not to be chosen. That was when she had written this book. Almost every lady across the kingdom started reading it, so they could be as lucky as she had been. But then she got chosen at 25, and people threw the books out their windows, realizing that even the book couldn't save them from the doom they called a Ki