Dragon King's Son In Law Novels & Stories

“The question is, what will happen if you refuse to do as I say?” The king was silent for a moment. “I have never met with the dragons, and to my knowledge, neither did any of my predecessors. I guess we could gain by earning an alliance with such powerful supernatural beings. May I ask what your agenda in all this is?” “That is no concern to you. Do you have a son?” “No I do not have an heir as of yet.” “You do now.” “What do you mean?”

“Drake, I hope you’re not getting comfortable in the realm of the humans. My time of imprisonment is coming to an end, and I want everything to be prepared.” Drake didn’t hold back his annoyance with his father. They didn’t have much of a relationship and Drake was the only one who never cowered in his presence. Cinder never questioned Drake. He expected his son, the prince of darkness, to cower to no one. “The dragon prince is trudging around my territory. I believe the dragons are getting anxious. They must know that the time is near.”

A cord is around his neck with a small bag attached at the bottom. Strange. Pepper moans and the egg lights up as the baby inside senses the nearness of his mother. Drakon looks up and smiles. That smile on his handsome face is scarier than anything I've ever seen. "I'm explaining to my son that he will be the mightiest dragon ever born. He understands and he's ready to take his place beside me." Drakon is insane. We all knew it but I suddenly realize his crazy is half a cracker short of a crayon box.

Niko turns, motioning Morwenna forward, offering her a hand. “I am Alpha of the Midnight Eclipse Pack and the son of the Alpha King. This is my sister, Morwen-” “Wait!” I shout, my heart thundering. All eyes turn on me as I hurry through the group until I’m right in front of the dais, realising now that the Dragon King is an entire foot taller than Dad… “Nik- Alpha, allow me a moment, please,” I say clearly, signalling with my eyes that I will handle this.

He pointed at Aldridge's chest and then continued to poke him as he enunciated each word, "Does it make sense to you that such a low werewolf should take a position you or even I are fit for?" "You know how dangerous this period is for the King, yet you allowed someone who could simply be a spy. According to what I heard, he is Draegon's son. Do you even know what that means? You know Draegon very well. That man is part of the people who wants to end the King, even though they are weak, and now, his son is suddenly chosen to be the King's right-hand man." Iza paused and took a deep breath, exhaling sharply before he continued, but this time around, with a calm voice that didn't disperse the

Then she looked up at us and patted the floor in invitation. Neither of us moved. She shrugged. “Very well. Be formal and uncomfortable.” Despite everything, I almost smiled. Then her expression sharpened. “Everything was planned by Elias’s older brother.” The humor vanished from the room. “Darius.” The name seemed to darken the air itself. She continued. “He used the dragon form. Not as preference, but as identity. Power. Spectacle. He crowned himself King of the Dragons long before any crown formally touched his head.” Images flickered in the air above her as she spoke—memory answering truth. A man in gleaming scales, vast wings spread over kneeling crowds, fire in his throat and pride in

A pause. "He is the last of the Draconis bloodline. His father died in the Border Wars, his mother — nobody speaks of his mother. He has ruled alone for four years and in those four years no kingdom has dared challenge him." She spoke quietly, like the walls might be listening. "He does not take a council. He does not explain his decisions. He has turned away eleven brides from eleven noble houses and nobody knows why." "Eleven." I met her eyes in the mirror. "What happened to them?"

Lila's POV It couldn't be him. I stared at the screen while Wendy waited on the other end of the line. King Kael's face filled the frame, and yes, the jawline was sharp and the hair was dark and the eyes were cold in a way that reminded me of Luca when he shut the world out. But half the wolves in this country had dark hair and sharp jaws. It didn't mean anything. From what I know, Alpha King Kael may have a reputation for being ruthless, but anyone who's actually paid attention knows he's one of the most disciplined and duty-bound rulers this country has ever seen.

Then suddenly, a blast of horn cut through the crowd, instantly silencing the noise. "All rise for His Supreme Majesty, King Xerxes and Her Majesty, Queen Valera!" Everyone immediately rose to their feet and bowed. I looked up, trying to catch a glimpse of the man who had sired the Commander. He looked nothing like Draven. They shared no resemblance whatsoever. King Xerxes was undeniably a good looking man, possessing the sharp bone structure common among high ranking dragons. Despite being centuries old, he still looked impossibly young like he was barely fifty.

she shot back in a strained voice. The other people in the throne room stepped further away from the dragon. However, their curiosity got the better of them as they still stayed put wanting to see how the dragon killed the man. ‘I’m Prince Dragomir, son of Nikolaus…the old dragon king’, he said in his head again. The dragon did not react for a short while, after some time, however, he seemed to visibly relax. Dragomir reached for its large head and lightly rubbed soothingly. ‘I want to help you'