Dragon Prince Fanfic Novels & Stories

kill her. She opened her eyes and saw the creature looking back at her. He didn't look angry anymore. Then, the Princess looked down. The dragon's cock was fully erect. She felt an instant fire building inside of her. Somehow she knew that this thick and long appendage was designed for her; it was a primal instinct that had been dormant all of her life. This was her true destiny! Before Anais's astonished eyes, the Princess crawled closer to the dragon and delicately grabbed his cock, like the most cherishable gift she had ever received. She looked at it for a moment and then licked it with a little hesitation; not because she didn't want to do it but because she wanted to do it right. The

That she was born to serve her race only by mating with the most powerful man on earth. How can one expect an eight-year-old girl to accept that? But she acquiesced. Ten years later, Sabrina had come to terms with her destiny. She didn't meet her chosen mate for once in those years but had heard a lot about him. His valor and about his ruthlessness. She also heard how he was planning on taking on the dragons after soaking up the power that he will get after mating with Sabrina. The Crown Prince wanted his race to stand on the top of the pyramid. He was ambitious too.

Druida taps my chin, her eyes shining in amusement and warmth. “Easy, he is not worth the emotions.” She says, her voice deadly calm, her aura dangerous. Angel walks forward, her hands upwards, her eyes blazing with malice and intent. Her aura is even more dangerous than my mates at the moment, but I keep my position besides Druida, never wavering, never stepping even a small step back. I’m no wimp, no simple warrior or regular guy. I’m the Crown Prince of the vampires and I’m her mate. Her first mate, her only and true mate. The one in the forest may pretend all he likes, but at the end of the day he is a demon in his soul, and at some point he’ll grow tired of the game and abandon her.

He screamed for help and everybody just looked at him blankly as they did back in his office when he told them about the attack. Before he could broke down on his knees in tears and beg them to save Emily, Doctor Snyder jumped to help him, Drake could tell by the doctor's gaze that he knew everything about him. Well his love story was indeed quite famous; a dragon prince who left his kingdom for a human and after she died he gave up his powers so he could live in the human world with her memories, in a hope that they would meet again.

Dragon was different—polite, calm, rational—and that was what frightened her. She approached him and asked boldly, curiosity mixing with defiance, "What are you doing, Dragon? Why do you act like nothing happened? What are you planning?" Dragon took a deep breath, stepping closer to her. With a mix of love and pain, he said, "I’m trying to kill the old Dragon—the cruel one who lost his little mate. I changed, Jenny. I changed for you." She glared at him in anger, recalling his words that she would only ever be Dragon’s whore. The powerful slap. His control. She continued to stare at him but decided to ignore everything, even his ghostly words that made her heart tremble.

I winced again. Finn, you great bloody beast, take me. Because I swear to all the gods that if you leave me unsatisfied, I'll destroy you. How could you let that bitch spread those lies about you? About her? Drace snarled over the shared dragon connection. I looked up and saw the darting forms of their humongous bodies in the air as if they were arrows from an archer's bow. I shook my head. Now really isn't the time for you two to go on a sex parade, you know.

Drake took off his shirt and how surprised June was when he saw the golden scales appearing all over his body. June felt her vocal cords freeze. Not only her vocal cords, but also her whole body. Her brain ordered her to immediately scream or run, but she couldn't. June remained rooted to the spot. Staring at Drake with her mouth agape. "I am the Dragon King, and you... You are my mate," he replied. "M-me?" June asked in a weak voice, barely audible. "Honestly, June. We spent the night together, didn't we?" asked Drake again.

Draco whispered to himself. This was the story of a dragon prince who had found his heart again and the lover he loved. May a happy and loving life accompany Draco in his every step in the future. May the power of The Heart of Magic always bless all beings in Magica. May all beings in Magica be happy. Have a good life. Thank you for loving the Dragon Prince’s Heart tales. End.

I'm not sure what he's talking about, but it's scarring the shit out of me. "How about it boys? Do yall feel like having some fun with the princess here?" Chills coat my arms with the way Gold tooth looks at me. "What about you pretty little dragon? Do you want to play?" He asks me. I violently shake my head no. When he gets closer to me; I spit on him. My dragon is pissed. She paces back and forth trying to fight the spell holding her back. She's praying these stupid fuckers take off these handcuffs. As soon as they do; she's gonna kill them.

The heat between their bodies grew, blocking out the cold of the blizzard. “You’re...so...soft.” He panted as he put an arm under her bum to hold her up so he could place his hand against the wall for balance. His dragon instincts had kicked in causing his nails to grow into claws and he worked to keep her distracted so she wouldn’t notice. Nothing would kill her libido like finding out that the man she was trying to fuck was actually the Dragon King, the beast she wanted to kill. He didn’t want to ruin the moment. It wasn’t uncommon for Dragonkin to slip up and partially shift while making love. Most of the time it was just the shifting of their nails into claws, a natural reaction to asser