Dragon Monarch System Novels & Stories

she pouted and tilted her head. “It’s probably not me as I don’t have such powers, I’m just an Imugi as you said that day, it’s the truth. The one you are talking about is the powers only a pure dragon who possesses the orb of yeouiju means a dragon pearl, possess such power. The snakes that have lived a thousand-year have a chance of becoming a dragon. Those large snakes are called Imugi. And that Imugi, I’m not a dragon.” He smiled bitterly as if he was trying to hide something behind his smile.

His, not mine. When a dragon is claimed, we give ourselves completely to our mate. It’s why the claiming process is so much more than a simple bite during sex. In order for a dragon to give themselves to someone, the person has to fight for it, they have to earn the right to be a dragon’s rider. The hope is that if someone works that hard to claim their dragon, they will respect the bond that forges between them. It’s not always the case. Some people just want the power that a dragon gives them. But when the bond if forged with love and respect, the dragon and their rider become a nearly indestructible force of nature.

He chuckled, “I had high hopes of meeting my mate and learned what I needed to do to please her…you, and that included cooking.” “Wow, I am impressed.” I took a sip of chamomile tea. “So, you and your brother’s goal is to hopefully find mates?” “We are a dying race. We escaped Drakkon to survive and start over and yes that means mates too.” He grinned, “I need you to know, we don’t choose our mates. Our dragons decide who is our other half. And you were the one my dragon chose.” “How does the dragon decide?” “When we meet our mates, she has a special scent that calls to us. Much like yours called to me.”

But power comes with envy and envy left long enough comes with it's own destruction, it started with the Elder Dragon Dracul, the name for which your lover now bears, He and the first King of the West, it was they that begun what would be known as the Great Decimation. Mixed blood children of Dragon and Mage kind under the tutelage of the one simply known as the Deceiver created a spell much like a virus and just like that a thousand years of peace and prosperity washed down the drain. The war to be fought would last a century and during that time the virus did it's work, it's started out with blackened veins and within a week or two of agonizing pain, death would follow, it was a dark time,

The elderly vendor, with weathered hands that spoke, held forth an exquisite piece. Intricate links of gold, meticulously wrought, formed an elegant chain that draped seamlessly, creating a delicate framework for the centerpiece. At the heart of the necklace rested a sizable blue gemstone, capturing the essence of the deep ocean in its rich hue. The gemstone, cradled within a golden setting, emanated a mesmerizing brilliance that danced with every movement. Its facets catch and refract light, creating an ever-changing play of colors that evoke a sense of desire.

“The result of a dragon race's marriage to another race. Because of that, their appearance is a little unique. But they are one of the parties most vulnerable to racism among dragons who do not want to accept their existence. So I take them here." "Oh." Deep in her heart, she admired Karl Smith even more. "You know? Additional information: regardless of gender, dragons can still have children. " "Eh?" Karl nodded. "The way we make offspring is different from humans. We have a special technique that would be long and very complicated to explain. Even though the dragon clan is conservative, we weren't the type to fuss about gender like humans since long ago. There are seventeen genders in the

They were going over the plan again for the second time. “You are certain the king has a real-life elder dragon?”, Dragomir asked still in disbelief. “Yes, he does, locked in a cage and chained. A private pet…”, Esmeray answered, “He has an obsession for dragons and loves to have them by his side as a show of his strength”. “Pathetic”, Dragomir spat. Raisel appeared to be thinking, "That would explain this kingdom's unnecessary obsession over these creatures"

Rosco spoke slightly unsure what he should believe or not. “That’s because she is a dual dragon.” Drezic spoke almost out mind. If they thought spirit dragons where rare. Duel dragons are even more. It normally happened with the ultra rare dragons. Him and Asrar where lucky to have just one. “She has a regular dragon, probably purple like my mother was and the all powerful gold dragon. The purple one is so she can keep her power protected until she wants to use it. I think it will be the one you will have no problem using the gems power with.”

I see why I liked dragon dildos," She joked, and we laughed, remembering why she was committed. Now she had a mate she could fuck in the sky once she got a hand on the flying part. All the thrill she has ever wanted in a bundle of hot gorgeous masculine flesh. "Why are you calling yourself a prince?" I asked the guy, and he smiled. "There are five princes in the dragon world. We are more like pillars. The kings are the heart of the world. Their fire is needed to sustain life. As long as they have not ascended, The five princes keep our world functioning for a limited time. If the kings fail to ascend, the order is lost, and our world would be destroyed, forcing a merger between our Reghan an

It wobbled a little, them being fragile. “You need to put them over a fire until they hatch. It’s a good thing we came with an elder to bless your child, he will also perfume another ceremony for the dragons. It is rare, we only have two in our whole kingdoms. We refer to them as the pure ones. These are just dragons. They will hatch when they are mature and they will grow over the years. They are strong and indestructible. What one of us can do in our dragon form, they can do it a hundred times over. They are very powerful.” Drakko explained, still not believing it himself. No one uttered a word after that, just staring at the baby then the eggs while trying to digest what they had just hea