Dragon King Name Novels & Stories

I heard the male dragon my gramps had called Mathias start to laugh. "When Puck told me what she said about farting glitter, I thought he was pulling my leg." He chuckled. "I think we are going to get on spectacularly Luna Princess." I smiled at him and took the hand he held out. "I am Mathias Dragonclaw, King of the Dragons, and this is my Queen Lola." "It is a pleasure to meet you both. You will have to bear with me, this whole supernatural lark is very new to me. I was introduced to it not even a year ago, so I am still surprised by things."

She had never expected to be given a choice. "If you choose to continue this marriage, you'll have to come with me to the Sea Dragon Kingdom. I can't stay here. Robert will handle the affairs on land. The matters of the kingdom are far more important." "Wait... the Sea Dragon Kingdom? What do you mean?" "I'm the prince of the Sea Dragon Clan." Alex paused before continuing. "My father was the Dragon King. Since he's gone, I've become the king now. We maintain a presence in both worlds as a precaution against future threats, ensuring that our people always have a place to seek refuge."

Her perfect demeanor had slipped off her face as she stared wide-eyed at Ciara. “Almost everyone saw that Riona. "I'm beginning to wonder who that girl really is,” Ciara wondered aloud. It was strange for a dragon to begin appearing at the same time Minerva appeared in RedShire. Unable to keep her thoughts to herself, Riona spurted. “Do you think she is from the pure dragon royal family? That would define why this sudden occurrence.” The pure dragon royal family members were the only ones who could control a dragon without magic. They were the only ones dragons bowed to before the last descendants were wiped from the face of the earth. Ever since, dragons have gone into solitary and no one h

I spent hours studying the text. I learned about Alice's Dragon, referred to in ancient languages as the 'Rare Healer of Fire.' This unique dragon was gifted with ancient magic. If the Rare Healer of Fire mated with another dragon, they would be reborn as humans but retain the ability to use dragon magic without their dragon forms.

“You are so beautiful, dark dragon,” Madchen reached her arms around his neck, never wavering her gaze. “As are you, Madchen, and I love you,” Drago crashed his lips onto hers, searing her mouth with his passion.Black wings erupted from his back, engulfing Madchen in a cocoon of protection. He didn’t care that he was standing stark naked in front of his gathering family, all he cared about was that Madchen accepted him for what he was, a dragon who had found his mate.

Edward spat out blood once more and wiped his mouth clean, “you really are a dragon.” Alaric smiled. “Oh, I have not introduced myself,” he placed his hand on his chest, an eerie smile hanging on his lips. “I am Alaric, the Dragon King.” Asher was getting up from the ground when he heard the introduction and froze on his way up. He glanced at his father and saw that Edward was shocked too. “I knew that name sounded familiar,” Vertimon said as he appeared with Idrissa, Beruka, and Maleeka, as well as a few of their guards. “Alaric, son of Vasilios and the current king of the dragon world.”

I sit up straight. Great-aunt!? That sounds like the joke of the century and I laugh, somewhat bitterly. I am a man known by many, yet unknown to none. To some, I am just Draco. Mostly, I am known by reputation– the faceless Rogue King, the mysterious land grabber, and many more that people cry about. Here in the Serbia Empire, I am Aleksandr Kresnik III, the new Head of the Dragon Dynasty and successor to the Serbia Empire throne.

Everything about him screamed violence, gloom and destruction even though his walk had a slight limp and he was striding with the help of a hiking stick made of Red Gold widely known as Dragon Gold. The man was none other than the King of Dragons, Aidan Draco. Taking a seat opposite the Demon King Aidan Draco looked the demon in the eye thrumming his fingers on the table. "A King throwing a tantrum, demanding respect instead of earning it by his blade. That's a first even for me." Visibly shrinking back in his chair the Demon King looked away, his thundering heartbeat could be heard loud and clear by everyone. And who could blame him? There wasn't a single wise individual who could risk ange

I smile towards his red eyes after he called himself old. "The King captured me when I tried to take over his kingdom. I've had many other abilities and gifts before, but without my other wing, I'm barely magestical...." His voice turns to sadness. "Who...are you. What's...your name dragon?" I replied telepathically. "A dragon King from the seventh realm, Draconius, but that realm is no more. We separated and I wanted more land, selfishly." "Oh," I replied. Feeling a bit sorry he had lost everything. He's just like me.

Declan muttered while his head was still lowered. “Wait, so you’re saying you’re a—” Rayna said with rounded eyes. I nodded before she could finish her sentence. “Su-Anateph means ‘Your Majesty’ in dragon tongue, Rayna, and yes, I am the King of the Dragons, although I prefer not to be called one,” I explained. From my periphery, Kelan rose and neared me. “Your mate here is too humble to accept his status as our ruler, Your Highness,” he said just as he playfully threw an arm over my shoulder.