Dragon King Bride Novels & Stories

She knew by then that she lost her dragon mate. With the death of the Duke, the dragon kingdom mourned but at the same time became thankful. The Duke’s death pacified their hearts knowing that the castle will continue to exist in peace. A week after, the wedding of the Hybrid King and his new Hybrid Queen happened, and the whole dragon realm rejoiced. They all rejoiced further after a few months when the new hybrid queen gave birth to a son. The hybrid king named his son, Dreeko. ======================== THE END ============================

He lifted my entire body off the floor with one arm, slamming my back violently against a heavy stone pillar. The impact knocked the remaining air straight out of my lungs. Black spots danced across my vision as he squeezed my windpipe, his long, razor-sharp claws digging deep into the skin of my neck until hot blood trickled down into my tunic. "You think you are untouchable because you carry royal blood?" the Dragon King roared, bringing his face inches from mine, his sharp fangs fully extended. "You are nothing! A discarded, worthless stray whose own father traded him away like trash!"

It wasn't long when the egg was brought that Lady Salsa arrived with her maid kariya, the king was heating the egg as Lady salsa moved closer to him, the heat was different from hers, what did she expect! She was just some common dragon and her eggs were imperial eggs, she wouldn't have been able to protect them and made them into a great dragon like their father.. but wasn't it still in the same palace governed by their father that one of them were killed! A very happy Salsa brought herself to tears again

“Don't tell me you're chickening out?” I parted my lips to speak, but I'd barely gotten any more words out before she turned to the crowd again. “Our king's bride doesn't want to drink.” She let out in faux sadness, and I watched everyone's attention snap towards her immediately. “That's a little sad don't you think?” “How do we know she's one of us then?” A gruff biker from behind hissed. “we need to be sure she's in our side. So drink up, princess.”

knew that he was right and that she would go to him. "You are..." He could see the realization in her eyes, and it pleased him to no end as he granted her a semblance of a smile and nod. "My name is Lucien Dreven, Alpha of Alphas and King of Werewolves. And you, my sweet- resilient bride will be my Queen and my Luna. We shall rule the Natus Kingdom together soon." And then he was gone just as quickly as he came- leaving her dazed and sure that her life would never be the same again... ***

Inside the bloody ward, entirely oblivious to the execution that had just occurred outside, Clara called out in a weak, raspy voice. "My prince... how is our son? Is he beautiful? Please... bring him to me. Let me hold him..." The sheer audacity of her voice was the final spark that detonated Kail’s sanity. To him, his bride was treating him like the ultimate fool. The old Dragon King, having traveled a massive distance only to be subjected to this grotesque humiliation, violently swept his cloak and stormed out of the keep, completely stripping Kail of any royal dignity in front of his subjects.

After one wild night, I was carrying his thunder-blooded child and successfully married into the divine palace. But after the wedding, he was ice-cold to me. He was convinced I had stolen the Arrow of Desire, all for the sake of marrying into divinity. Even after I gave him children, he never claimed me as his wife before the gods. He saved all his tenderness for his one true love—the holy maiden Lyra, who was forced to marry into the Sea Realm and eventually died in a storm. Later, I was branded as "jealous and wicked," scorned by all of divine kind.

For the first time I notice a faint tinge of red in his eyes. He straightens up, a smile spreading on his thin lips. “That my dear, is High lord Lucien Drakon Vire. King of all the three realms.” I nearly fall off my bed and the doctor rush to steady me. I have heard stories about the high lord, why didn’t it click when everyone kept referring him as royalty. My head spins, a new fear gripping at my chest. The man who saved me, who treated me like I was special, who spoke to me like he was my savior but I know who he is now.

Back at the estate, I had just taken off my jacket when Vivian updated her feed. In an underground room at Raven Club, they were playing truth or dare. Vivian had been dared to kiss anyone in the room. The video swept across the poker table, the glasses, the cigar smoke, then landed on Lucas. Vivian bit her lip and looked at him as if begging for rescue. "Lucas, you're the only one here I really know." The room erupted. "Miss Castor, how are we strangers? Other than the DeLuca heir, are the rest of us invisible?"

“Oh heavens! Drake, I feel so embarrassed, the king walked in on us” Elaina exclaimed in shame. Drake grunted and replied indifferently, “He should have stayed away then…” He had a bad feeling about Alfred unwelcomed interruption but he knew he couldn't stop Elaina from going. He was still the king after all and she was obliged to obey him. He should be the one bowing to her instead, she was a Dragon king's bride. Drake calmed himself with the thought that it was only a matter of time before he would be out of here and take Elaina with him. She wouldn't have to tolerate such disrespect anymore.