Dragon King Bride Novels & Stories

"I will wear this one." Cecilia looked pained. "That is the casual day dress, my Lady. You are meeting the Dragon King." "I am aware." I stepped into it. "Does he want a wife or a mannequin?" "My Lady…" "Rhetorical question, Cecilia." She helped me with the tie silently, which meant she was gathering herself for another attempt. I knew because she took a very specific kind of breath first. "He is said to be very particular," she tried. "About presentation. About..?"

Instead, it was bathed in a soft, radiant glow. Anna couldn't even tell where the light was coming from. Then, she saw Alex. The groom. Her soon to be husband. Dressed in a white military general uniform. He looked like the hero of a royal fantasy novel. He’s so breathtaking. As Julie accompanied Anna toward the ceremony, she explained that the Dragon King's wedding attire had been passed down from generation to generation. When seeing it directly, there uniform just like new. Anna suddenly curious about how to care the clothes. The pristine white uniform looked as though it had been made specifically for Alex.

The kiss was simple yet Amber can feel sparks flying between them before the Dragon pulled back. His orange eyes with spikes of yellow color held love and desire in them for his bride. The Oracle looked like a fragile doll in his arms. The way the Dragon was making the Oracle melt against him made Amber feel like he must have taken classes in seduction. . . Just looking at them was making Amber all hot and bothered. Her heart longed for her mate. It was getting dark in her heart without him. The moment the Dragon and the Oracle had come back from the woods the Dragon's been attached to the Oracle's hip. Aric had told Amber that the Oracle was the Dragon's bride and she's been on a run from h

His hands rested on both sides of the crown which was still placed on the cushion of estate. “By the will of the dragons! Save King Vincent!” The crowd chorused loudly. A smile curved on Riona's lips. She wore a red wedding dress, which signifies she was getting married to a royalty of RedShire. Her joy knew no bounds. No matter what now, Vincent would be forced to love her. Now, she was a few steps away from her goals in the RedShire royal family. The Old Gael couple were all smiles as they chorused alongside the others. Besides Felicia, a woman with raven hair stood, chanting weakly. Her dull eyes tried to brighten up as she stared at her son with love and admiration.

She replied with a chuckle unknowingly getting comfortable with him. "So... We're getting married. You'll be the duchess of Kerstone while I'll be your husband. The Duke of Kerstone." 'Again, get off your high horse!' she thought and then immediately fixed her face to feign ignorance. "You're the Duke of Kerstone?" She asked pointing at him and he nodded with a square shoulder. "Great. And might I ask, why did you come all the way from Kerstone just to get a wife?" "Because you were there." He replied mysteriously and she raised a brow.

She touched one of the dragons and shared a secret smile with him. His family began to filter in. taking their places at the adjoining table. Kingsley was granted a seat next to his mother since he was unwed. The hall had been lavishly decorated with candles and banners of white and gray hung across the rafters. It gave the hall the appearance of being trapped in a snowstorm. Saffron loved it. She knew her dress matched perfectly. More people began to filter in. This was a smaller party than the wedding in a few days' time. Most of the kingdom would be present for that.

Within seconds, they saw a green dragon in giant size. The size of the Dragon’s body could fill the entire abyss of snakes. Fergodo and Deril looked worried, but Queenie. The girl looked at the Dragon with a radiant gaze. She pointed her sword at the giant Dragon. “Argo! Queenie is the daughter and descendant of King Darian! I am the sole heir to the Bright River Kingdom! I’m asking for your help to get rid of all these snakes. Get rid of everything that stands in our way!” Queenie’s sound made Deril turn his head. He did not believe that the beautiful girl had the power to control the Dragon. It turned out that she was not as stupid as Deril thought.

the women greeted. “Lady Serene of the Kingdome Elisaveta and my peers along with the Lady Eudora of Kingdom Valorine along with her peers came to meet the Great Witch with the brides and grooms,” Serene said. The woman eyed everyone in the group before returning her gaze to Serene. She nodded her head and left. Adira noticed this oddly familiar yet unfamiliar tower again. The tower was dark brownish-black in color. The walls were very high that one couldn’t see or able to climb them.

Archer thought. "So, you're the dragon slayer everyone is talking about. Hmm... You got a perfect charm enough to be my husband and the future King of Grilux," Beatrice declared as she was running the tip of her fingers on Hugo's broad chest. “Do you find me attractive? I can open my legs wide open just for you," she added before flaunting her exposed legs.

Edith No! Woefully! My vision does not fool me. It is a dragon! A real, giant dragon with all its bones, flesh, and blood. Well, I suppose they do have blood. And all those terrible and ugly horns and nails. It is flapping its giant wings to keep its body swing in one place, at the height of the castle's balcony, which is the extension of the ball hall. Into its sight, my breath is taken away. For a while, I forget to breathe until my lungs tell me to do so. Then I take a deep, sharp breath. Oh! My God! What does it want? What is looking for here?