Dragon King Bride Novels & Stories

“Andessa stop labelling false accusations against me—” “My husband’s final wish was to unite our kingdom with the Dragon Kingdom of Drakarith,” Andessa disregards me once again, “the Dragon King has long awaited a queen tribute from us. In honor of our alliance, we shall be sending our dear crown princess to his kingdom as our offering.” “WHAT?!” I struggle against the floor.

Intro: The Viking Bride tells the story of Brynja, a fiercely independent woman, and Ulfrik, a brutal yet enigmatic Viking chieftain. After her village is raided, Brynja is taken as Ulfrik's captive and declared his bride, her life irrevocably changed by the warlord's claim.

"Forgive the abrupt call, Miss Adams. May I sit? There is an urgent matter I must discuss with you." Bewildered, Amy cleared piles of clothing off her sagging couch so Viktor could sit. He took her hands, his piercing eyes meeting hers. "Miss Adams...Amy. Forgive this unlikely request but you are uniquely suited to assist me. I wish you to become my wife and future Queen of Valendria." Amy stared, speechless. There was no way she heard him correctly. "Y-you want ME...to marry YOU?!" Viktor nodded. "I know it is sudden. But Valendria's future depends on it. As my wife, you shall of course want for nothing. Do this for me...and I swear you will have my eternal gratitude."

As the dragon spoke, the mist from his breath caressed her ear, making her shiver again. "Do you know the story of the dragon's bride?" Her head shakes slowly, his fingers flicking the end of her braid between them. He stepped closer to her back, his hand grasping at her hip, pulling her back towards him. Pushing her braid off her neck, he trailed a finger against the pale skin of her slender neck. His eyes roam over the birthmark, his tongue wetting his lips. "When the Yellow Emperor ruled, he wished for the dragons to reign beside him and give him the power he needed to grow the country. At the end of his reign, the dragons ascended as Immortal beings and have been in the Heavenly Realm ev

As they were leaving with him, the king noticed that he didn't have the strange man's name, and so he asked. “Darukï. My name is Darukï.” After that episode, the next day, he left for the Allikans. He had gotten his power but in a sad exchange of his mind. The woman who was so fixated on him had given him blood to drink, then had commanded him to ask for her hand. He didn't even know her name, yet he had driven that strange woman home to his house where his love lived. Knowing that there would be problems while still under the influence of the strange power, the queen understood enough that it would be odd for her to go into the castle. He commanded him to finish the battle and come to her.

'It will be nearly impossible for you to get your hands on even a single gram of Dragon Gold. Vladimir couldn't hold back his proud grin as he stared at his bride. His Wretchedly gorgeous. Wickedly insane. Irrevocably crafty bride. Just like Vladimir the Dragon King had done the mistake of underestimating her. She was like an invisible reckoning ball. When you realised where she will hit you it would already be too late.

I said, the calmness in my voice surprised even me. The seer blinked in surprise, but nodded. He placed my hand on the sword and began some ancient chants in their tongue. He then poured ceremonial oil over my hand that was on the blade, and as the final words left his mouth, a flash of silver light appeared around my hand. "By the laws of the realm and the ancient blood pact," the high seer intoned, his voice booming through the chamber. "The bond is forged. Princess Diana Blake of the human Kingdom is now declared the chosen mate and wife to Prince Draven Volk of the Dragon Kingdom. May the Creator guide your union."

The kind of power I would have if the dragon king worshipped me, I would be unstoppable. Fueled by the desire of my imagination, I lifted Larissa's chin and made her look up to my face. “How do I get pregnant for the dragon king?" I asked. “It is almost impossible, My lady. Many have tried but none has succeeded. Only the true bride of the dragon king can carry a dragon foetus," she responded negatively. “So you mean there have been other brides?" “Yes, all of which were burned to ashes after their conception period exceeded. His Majesty won't hesitate to burn you alive if you fail to meet up to the task." A cold chill went down my spine after hearing her words.

"I can understand his fascination with you, though. Has he seen your dragon form?" She stands naked and proud-nothing like a bride. The brides of the dragon realms are raised as virgin sacrifices and sheltered from men until they fulfill their destiny. One special bride becomes the property of a dragon and we covet them through their human lifespan. Once they're in our lair, they seldom remain virgins for long. Dragons are insatiable beasts and men. The sexual aspect of our relationship with brides lasts for years until the bride is too fragile. In the beginning, a bride's modesty is quite difficult to overcome. For many of my brides, impossible. It took years before Calista would run naked

And no one had the guts to challenge. Indifferent to all of this, the priest continued to chant the words. Brishor turned to look at Meryl and found her grinning. She really liked what he did with Chezzal and encouraged him in her own way. The lights danced around the two of them. Through the shimmer, they looked ethereal. The audience couldn’t help staring at the beautiful view in front of them. It had been hundreds of years since people had found their mates and there was a wedding of mates. The most complicated case was that of their king. He has two mates and they all knew that his bond was incomplete. But he was one lucky dragon for he found his mate in a human.