Dragon King Name Novels & Stories

I have a more important question to ask him. “I understand your reasoning. Forgive me for seeming to be rude. That is not my intention. I am delighted to finally meet you, king Kyro. Like you, my father, and grandfather before me I am protective of my people and family. Please let me introduce you to my beta and second, Luca. I would also like for you to meet Drake Cinder.” Drake and Luca both held out their hands for the king to shake. “Beta? I thought those titles were something that only werewolves practiced, not dragons.”

They heard her heavy breathing as if trying to fight the nervousness coming in. Daeira couldn't even think precisely now as she tried to recall what were the names that this king was called in the Nazi. Bultungin? which means man changing beast, a shapeshifter dragon? A hybrid werewolf-hyena? Buda? He-demon? She gasped when she felt the cold claws gripping her flesh on the neck while he regarded her with impatience through his glistening crimson eyes. She then remembered that sinful intercourse on her dream, he had urged her to say his name...louder. Was that it? This king's name?

The Dragon of Discreet yelled as the lair shook massively. “Dracsora!” A Drake near the Dragon King yelled back at him. “You may be the direct half brother to the Dragon King but that doesn’t give you the privilege to yell the Dragon King's name in disrespect! Mind your tone.” The Dragon of Discreet furrowed his brows at the Drake.

Then the last one, well, I smiled as I saw him. “You heard the name BLACK DRAGON right?” our boss continued. I can clearly see their reactions. The tall guy just raised an eyebrow. The mohawk guy looked straight to our boss. The last one just smiled and the youngest boy looked excited. “Black Dragon?! Who wouldn’t know him?! He’s a legend! One of the few we look up to! He can be lined up beside Shadow and Eclipse! An expert and a genius! You’re going to introduce him to us?!” he finally said. I smiled. If only you know. I thought.

This situation was so complex that they had to call in the Master, that is, their heavenly doctor, breaking his decade-long meditational retreat. An urgent message was sent to the ruling dragon king ,husband to the woman in labor.He was fighting at the borders. He was widely known for his bravery and courage. With his wide-spread expeditions and expertise, the dragon kingdom was able to reach its farthest trenches, unifying lands that nobody had ever dreamed of annexing. He was a true namesake—a versatile, fearsome dragon named Draco.

He coughed up a little and said feebly, “How long was I out, human?” Penny raised her eyebrow. How did he know that she was a human? “Almost two hours!” Anxious, she asked again, “How are you feeling now? And I think you must remove that armor from your body. And you must totally take a bath. You should not leave this place until you are healed. Why are you hiding here? By the way those tattoos are amazing!” she paused for a breath. “What is your name?” With a faint smile on his lips, he said, “I am Brishor, the Dragon King of Galdere.”

Eric nods, then motions to where warriors are waiting to escort us to castle gates. “Eric, this is King Draig of the dragon kingdom, he is to be treated with the same respect you give to myself and my mates. King Draig, this is Gamma Eric, he leads my warriors.” I introduce Draig and Eric when I noticing they are exchanging uneasy glances, trying to size up the other.

It had not been six months since Dylan had served as the new king of Drachentia Kingdom, and he already held the title of 'Drachentia's golden wolf.' In that short time, he was feared by the kingdoms around Drachentia. Mainly because of his achievements in eradicating all the monsters and the remaining alchemist in Drachentia.

He found himself wondering what the King's dragon looked like. “His name is Draven, and you'll see him tonight. When the wolves run for their celebration, Draven will take flight along with all the other dragons,” Atticus said as he stood before pulling Naham to his feet. “I was hoping that the two of you would join us and come fly with your king, your family,” Atticus said, and Roman’s eyes widened.

The footman handed me a garment bag and bowed his head before leaving the sitting room. Inside was a suit with royal decorations marking me as a Duke. My ‘knighting’ as such would take place at noon followed by a grand banquet and then tomorrow I’d become the Dragon Prince Wynter Grey of the de Haviland family. Maya would be known as Maya de Haviland Grey, Dragon Princess of the world. It was a lot to take in. I showered, shaved the two-day stubble from my jaw and got dressed in the charcoal gray suit with the sash going over one shoulder. My hair was still short and when I opened my bedroom door my family stood in the living room, waiting for me.