Dragon Blood Divine Son-in-law Novels & Stories

I bellowed, my voice echoing against the stone walls. Lucian turned his head, eyes blazing into mine. “Veyran Draken,” he said, his tone filled with venom, “is the son of the Moon Goddess who was cast out and cursed from the heavens. He was sealed on earth by the gods themselves because he was corrupt… evil.” His grip on my father’s collar tightened. “And you—” he snarled at Julian, “you brought him back into play.” My blood turned to fire.

His hands slipped lower, caressing her hips and backside beneath the water, teasing the line between reverence and temptation. “Dragon’s blood does not weaken when shared,” he murmured, his hands slipping beneath her hips to lift her, “but the power tends to favor a few and we call that person ‘Draken’. Records show no ‘Draken’ since the first has found their mate. Some, in desperation, took additional wives to tempt their waning desires and hopefully produce an heir—although their offspring won’t necessarily inherit their title.”

Not just the angelic warriors but Edward and the rest were surprised at that. “How much of your strength have you recovered if you can summon your dragon sword?” The leader asked, and a flicker of fear flashed in his eyes; he hid it. When they had seen his cave open and his coffin empty, he wasn’t worried, rather, he was actually happy that he would be the one to defeat the God killer finally and was already fantasizing about the reward he would receive from his god. Everyone knew that the God killer’s strength was sealed before he was buried and to recover his strength shall take him years. However, seeing him now, he recalled that he had forgotten an important part, for the dragon King to

I barely had time to think before my father’s voice filled the throne room. “Prince Alexander,” My dad, King Cassius said, his tone carrying both warmth and a hint of curiosity. “We are honored that the son of my old friend has been chosen by the Goddess as my daughter’s mate. Though I admit, we are surprised—it’s rare for a dragon to be bonded with someone who isn’t a dragon. Still, Lycans and dragons have stood as allies for generations. It seems our bloodlines are fated to remain close.”

Xander smiled and prepared a cup of coffee for me, just the way I liked. "Is the child black haired with silver eyes?" My mouth dropped open and I nodded. "Yes, he's a very handsome child but his eyes flashed red," I mumbled softly and he smiled and clapped his hands. "Call him Silvar Rurik Draco, the red in his eyes just means he is a direct descendant of Vlad. He will be considered Rogue's son because he carries Vlad's bloodline. I'm happy for you both, your son will grow to be very powerful," he explained and I nodded as I sipped my coffee.

It was a wonder Danae's Lesser Fae side turned out to be a full Siren and it brought suspicion as to the true origin of Lord Vasilis. There were Sirens in Elysium but none were full Sirens. Quarter-bloods. Half-bloods at most. The appearance of a fullblood would cause an uproar. It was already hard enough for them to accept a Half-Fae woman as their Lord,and now to top it all, she was a Siren...and mate to the Fire Dragon. An Ice Dragon. I held her golden gaze as she stopped and stood in front of me,managing to look down at me from her nose even if i was nearly twice her height. "Shall we?"She asked icily. She turned and nodded in Tymon's direction. "Thank you."

He was bound by a rope and had only one Pajama on his body. Ding Yan tasted the wine in the goblet and said softly, "I don't like fighting, but there's no way. Since your identity has been found, you can't stay. If you want to blame, blame Allen Peterson!" "Ding Yan, you bastard, you can't..." A white light rose from the dark night and brought a touch of blood. Just a few drops splashed into the goblet on Ding Yan's hand, and the rosy liquid was more strange.

The witch whispered an incantation and the vial began to glow as the blood swirled, mixing in the vial. A single moment stretched into an eternity and then, the mixture flared bright green. It was the unmistakable symbol of Dragon blood. The witch gasped softly as Gregory’s eyes widened, his jaw loosening in shock. Stephanie felt her stomach drop, her pulse skipping in her throat while Davies closed his eyes. It was not triumph, not arrogance either but in relief. Pure, exhausted relief. “The child is of Dragon lineage, this man is his father.” The witch announced and silence settled in the atmosphere like a heavy curtain.

But none of that mattered if I could not reach Aether. The dragon tilted his head a slow smile spreading across his face as he stepped closer. “I am Nyx. Elyra’s first born and Draven’s forgotten blood brother. Your son carries pieces of all of us now thanks to that fertile human womb of yours. Hand him over willingly and I may let you keep those soft thighs wrapped around me as reward.”

Daddy asked them, to which they nodded. I was hiding behind Liam hanging on to his suit jacket for dear life. I saw the glares that Jenna was giving me, but I didn't care. I don't want to do this. “Myra come meet your future Husband NIcholas Aspen, “ Liam moves to the side still with eyes down. i walk forward, and when I look up, my heart stops, and my stomach drops. NIcholas Aspen is the dragon? When Daddy taps his shoulder, NIcholas brings his gaze to mine and his jaw set, and his perfect lips form a thin line.