Dragon Bride Novels & Stories

My young mistress's betrothed was dying, and she ordered me to marry him in her place to turn his luck. People believed the joy of a wedding could drive out sickness and misfortune, and that a dying man might be pulled back from the grave by it. "The royal physicians all say Lord Blackwell won't live past seven days! Why should I marry him only to be buried at his side? "He's never even seen me. You can marry him instead. "You're nothing but a lowborn maid. Being allowed to marry the regent is the luck of a lifetime." Before I could react, the glowing words appeared before my eyes again. [Celeste is such an idiot. What does she mean, he won't live past seven days? Lord Blackwell has the

Chapter eleven Serena's POV I was setting a table for a circus family, and honestly, I deserved a medal for it. There was a pig, a junior pig, an upcoming stripper, a drug addict pretending to be a nun, an anti-prodigal son with anger issues the size of a continent, and then there was the mysterious queen mother herself; Octavia Draven. If patience was truly a virtue, then by now I should have qualified for sainthood. Unfortunately, I preferred champagne to halos, and revenge to forgiveness.

The Dragon Demon Armaloth “Any news?” I asked Anton, who was kneeling alongside my wife's inert body. Drickblood is my queen now and since then, Moriah has slipped into a coma ever since I crowned her. No precedent in history tells me what happened or how to solve the problem.

It's a whole web of leeches, waiting for Drake to take the bait and Drake is perfectly aware of that. Drake did this many times before. He would visit the prospective bride, explore her thoroughly and then announce that a cheap slut can't be his Luna. Other than insulting that woman, her father (aka the ambitious person), and their pack, that's also a setback for the Elder who was matchmaking Drake in that specific case. No matter how much Drake offended any of them, they can't publicly admonish Drake because (officially) he came to meet his future bride and he found her lacking.

She looked very imposing. There was an eerie cackle in the air, and a white-haired old woman walked out of the procession. She was holding a cane topped with a dragon's head. "The king of spirits is getting married. Anyone who blocks the way will die! How dare you try and snatch the bride away?" the old woman said, pointing ahead of them with her dragon-topped cane. The wedding procession suddenly changed. All the red flowers turned white. Even the red robes they were wearing turned into clear blue funeral clothes.

Small silver skulls lined the frame of the square seat where the diamond had been matted with brown fur. I did not need to tell the maiden that the skulls were real, the heads of my father’s enemies, and some of mine. It was obvious from the brown hues in the bone that the servant’s bone polish hadn't quite managed to even out the rot, making it equal parts beautiful and horrific. “Why did you bring me here?” The woman whispered, her back stiff now as i followed her eyes to the smaller silver throne beside the large one. The one belonging to the Queen of the mountains. My invisible mate.

One again, the Dragon Lord emitted his words with such kind of authority that not even the strongest Dragon like Dareon could repudiate. Dareon vow his head with his right hand touching his very heart. “I will wait for you then my Dragon Lord. See you tomorrow.” And Dareon flipped his wings about to fly, but the Dragon Lord called him. The Dragon Lord swayed his right hand and from there a white bridal gown made of lace and silk adorned with shining diamonds, hanging dancing into the air. “It is time to pass it as a wedding gift to your bride. I don’t have a son Dareon and my human wife died a long time ago. My heart died along with her. No one will use that anymore. As my adopted son and so

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.

The smoke that rose from the pyres wasn't black like the smoke of war. It was white, thick with the scent of cedar, sage, and rosemary. ‎ ‎We stood on the cliffs overlooking the ocean, a sacred burial ground that had been forbidden to Rogues for more than 60 years. Today, the gates were open. ‎ ‎Fifty pyres were stacked along the ridge. Fifty warriors who had paid the price for the Silver Sun. ‎ ‎But the pyre at the center was the highest.

" She asked me with hopeful eyes. I looked up and said, "No, I like it. I mean, it is... it is beautiful." I stutter, looking at her. I look back to a beautiful infinity pendant that does not have a circle; it has a beautiful bird flying in the end. It is a symbol of freedom. I gave the same pendant to someone 5 years ago. But this is a little different. This one has a diamond on it and looks expensive. I again looked at her and asked, narrowing my eyes.