Dragon King's Son In Law Novels & Stories

I nodded, “Den? I promise everything that is said in this room will stay between us.” He let out a deep breath. “Yes den, I’m a dragon.” “OK, that doesn’t sound so bad.” He let out a chuckle, “not just any dragon. My father is the dragon king, and a very harsh one.” “So, you’re the dragon prince. That explains the amount of power that radiates off you.” “Yes, but I’m not the next in line. My older brother is. My father rules the dragons with an iron fist. His way of keeping his subjects loyal to him is by threatening them and causing fear throughout all the dragon dens. He also has distorted thoughts about what’s right or wrong.”

“Stop!... Everything is going to be just fine! We have everything we need and so much more. Of course, we're both going to mess up, but we're going to learn from our mistakes and do better. We're not perfect, no one is! But you will never fail at being a dad! You are going to be the best dad ever!... You are having a dragon, I can smell him, his scent is strong… But even if you weren't having a dragon, I would still be thrilled and love him just as much because he is my son. Our son being a dragon is just a bonus, not a requirement.” Atticus wiped the tears that flowed from Harris’ eyes. The Dragon King leaned forward and kissed Harris' forehead. When he pulled back he saw the Golden eyes of

he exclaimed, his voice shaking with emotion. The high priestess nodded, her eyes filled with compassion. "I'm afraid it's true, my child. Elijah was the crown prince of the dragon kingdom, and he was your mother's mate. But his twin brother, King Mathias, was consumed by jealousy and ambition. He killed Elijah in cold blood, taking the throne for himself and claiming your mother as his own.

“You have finally returned.” His family’s sacred duty had always been to serve as the ultimate guardians, awaiting the Queen’s reawakening. I helped him to his feet, taking his hand in mine. Our palms were scorching hot. Behind us, the other two eggs, sensing my power, also burst open with two sharp cracks. Two more majestic young dragons shot out, circling us with excited cries. I looked at my mate, my children, and the world at my feet that was about to bow to me once more.

Vaerik spat out bitterly, the disappointment clear on his face. Drake's eyes glowed and he growled in warning. “Watch your words, uncle. You are family but I won't tolerate any disrespect from you. I am still King” He was a dragon king with the royal bloodline running hot. His words were law and he hated disobedience, he couldn’t hold back his wrath on his uncle for acting without permission and disrespecting him. “Come on Drake, spare me all that nonsense. Don't you see how much I care about your prosperity? Do you want to be a placeholder king like your father?” he pressed on.

From the moment he sat down, wincing but with a twinkle in his eye, I knew he was different. "That looks pretty bad," I had said to him, examining his injury. "How did you manage to get wounded like this?" He chuckled, a deep, warm sound that seemed to fill the room. "Territory disputes. Never a dull moment being an Alpha's heir." I didn't respond, so he kept speaking. "I am the son of Alpha Johnson of the Dark Moon Pack."

"I will do my utmost, Your Majesty." King Theron laughed heartily. "Good! I will wait for your good news." I sighed softly. Examine the healthy one. Ignore the sick one. I would wait and see where their pure golden dragon came from. The King left. Lysander and I turned to go, but Drakon blocked our path. "You truly thought bringing a healer here would embarrass me?" he sneered. "Seraphina, you are as despicable as ever." I smiled calmly. The Crown Prince of the dragon realm cannot father children. Is that not a joke?

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

"The pulsing I can sense. It has changed. I think...I think the egg has hatched. And if I can sense it..." Edjer snapped at the air. It seemed he had gotten a whiff of the change just like Brinn. "Your time is up! Give me my son." Son? It was the first time that the Dragon King had called his child definitively male. "I am sorry," Aurora responded with open hands when she understood. "We have not found him."

Never in her life had she been attracted to someone's voice like this before. "It's not just a pet," The King mused. "What is it then? You know how much we hate humans!" The blond guy said rather coldly, glaring at his father. "This girl here is a trial for you both," The King proclaimed. "Let's drop the riddles, father." The Black haired guy said in a low tone as if he was threatening his father, his sharp eyes held a calm savagery in them. "Draco, my son." The King gushed with the proudest smile while looking at the black-haired guy.