Dragon Kings Son In Law Novels & Stories

"Jaxon, I name you a King of the Dragons." She takes the black crown and places it on Ash's head. "Ash, I name you a King of the Dragons." "From this day forth, you will be known as the Dragon Kings," she declares as she returns to her seat beside me. Applause and cheering erupt around me for King Jaxon and his mate. Suddenly it all goes quiet and my attention is drawn to a young man. His claps are slow and deliberate as the crowd parts for him. "Isn't this just wonderful? We finally build up our numbers enough to make us the strongest territory once again and what does the Queen do? She names her son and a former dragon hunter to the throne," he sneers, and my eyes fly wide.

He reeked of power, both magic and strength, and although I've never met him before, I knew he must be one of the kings, coming to pay his last respects to Dad. Annabelle let out an inaudible gasp, her posture tensing and she skirted towards the end of the line, away from me. Without saying a word, I knew that this is the one her grandmother had made the blood oath to, her fiancé, the Dragon King. "His Royal Highness, King Ahsan Taniyn, ruler to the Kingdom of Draconia," Jughead announced formally as the king ascended the palace steps. "Welcome, King Ahsan." We shook hands and I introduced him to my mother, who was standing next to me.

Those little wings flapped once before falling back and fading into our wriggling little boy who was now fussing and cooing. “He’s a dragon.” I muttered, turning to finally look at the man I loved. Dorian kissed me once more and we all were fussed over while our son and I were checked to make sure everything was ok. It was a very big deal to have a baby born into the Royal family that did not inherit everything from their dragon parent, and still end up being a dragon. The Fafner family, like all the other Royals, had passed down their signature black hair and red eyes for hundreds for years. And yet our little boy has broken that mold completely.

"Your Highness, Javier was the son of the King—a dragon Prince inherited from his mother's side." Avery gasped. "Your Majesty was a dragon as well?" "Yes. Her husband, Javier's father, was her rider. They married each other and ruled peacefully for quite some time until the King died in an accident." Beth let out a soft sigh. "The Prince was very young when he had to take the responsibility of the entire kingdom and his mother. People adored him and readily accepted the change of governance." "Years passed when Javier met his rider. Celina. She was the daughter of the Captain. Her father used to train the dragons. People said her beauty and compassion was to die for. No one was surprised whe

Fifteen steps later, they found themselves facing the grey dragon. Draco was sitting on the massive stone with unconscious Jamal on the ground. “You’re here?” He greeted Shadow and nodded at Malikul. “Where are the rest of you?” He found that Nathan, Ibrahim, and Ali were missing, therefore, he asked curiously. “The two kings have returned to their palace. Your son, on the other hand, has an errand to do.” Draco snorted in disbelief. “My son? Does the black dragon have an errand to do? Under whose command?” He puffed his chest, showing his massive body to them at the thought of being intimidated.

"Please." With another grumble, he begins the story. "Drakon, the king of dragons, fell in love with the daughter of a Goddess. He courted her knowing she was his true mate. When he finally consummated their union, he discovered she had given her virginity to another. He was mated to a woman who would never transcend. In his great rage, he killed her." We both remain quiet until he speaks again a few minutes later. "A dragon's rage is incomparable to anything you've ever seen. Mine is worse. You cannot want to be around me if I'm ever in that condition."

Drake: Why would I have severed ties with my son-in-law? He tried to back away toward the door and was stopped by my father's men. Drake: Where do you think you're going? There's a royal warrant out for you. You tried to kill my daughter, my son-in-law, myself, and every man sitting around this table. John: Lies! Don't believe that bitch! I didn't try to kill you! I only wanted to kill her! Not your daughter, but that bitch sitting in the current king's lap! My father promised King Charles that that bitch would never leave Black Moon alive! I had to act to finish my father's work! My stupid brother let her get away! My father made the promise, but that damn fool couldn't keep it! He said she

At this point, I’ll be running back to the king’s son and begging for his favors. Focus, Storme. The king is more powerful than his son. If you can draw him in with your charm, you might just become the most powerful woman in this part of the world. Satisfied with my pep talk, I slowly went down on my knees and glazed my eyes over his fat, fleshy piece of meat. Compared to the one that I saw earlier, this one was all shriveled up.

If the dragon scales on his armor were anything to go by, then he must be from the dragon realm. Shouldn't dragons be more powerful than lycans? “Your woman? You're claiming my daughter right in my presence!” I swung around to stare at the blazing yellow eyes of my father. “Oh, apologies Ode–oh I should address you as father-in-law from now–” “Father-in-law? When did you marry my daughter, you impossible Lycan?! How dare you!” I could see the veins popping in my father’s head. “Father, please, calm down. He is the King!”

The king grunted noncommittedly. "You know dear, a dragon would be quite an asset to our army," Ishild said quietly, her voice whispering across the room. The king turned a curious glance at her. "Udril had to create a dragon, whereas we have one here to do our bidding." She continued, her cold face impassive as she glanced at Elric. "I will not use my son as a pawn," the king growled back at her, the first spark of emotion showing in his voice. She smirked.