Dragon Prince Fanfiction Novels & Stories

The prince was dead. I lifted my hands. They shook. I remembered the strange fire that had been on my skin. The King wanted a dragon. Maybe I would give him one. My breath came deep and slow. A new feeling rose in my chest. It was not fear. It was not sadness. It was fire. It was anger. Hot, red, dragon anger.

a soldier yelled, running up the marble steps. Daniel clenched his jaw “Where’s Alisha?” “The princess is helping evacuate the lower districts with General Rowan.” He gave a terse nod, climbed on his dragon and flew off the tower into the chaos below. As he soared over the city, he could see his people running, screaming, as the beasts flooded the streets. Fire, smoke, and death painted the once-vibrant cityscape. His heart twisted at the sight, not out of fear, but fury. …. In the Kingdom of Eldoria…

Then I felt one of his claws on my back, the sharp nails digging into my poor flesh. "Argh!" A pained cry escaped my lungs. "Oh, you will know soon enough." He chuckled. I grimaced and whimpered more as he made three long slanting cuts on my back. Warm blood gushed out of the affected areas. I struggled to free myself, but his hold was like steel. "You're a dragon, too! Why do you do this?!" I shouted. "You should be loyal to King Raxelan, not to my father!" He moved closer to the cliff. Strong wind welcomed me then, ruining the hairdo that Saphira perfectly brushed earlier. The fall below terrified me. Panic rose in my head like a hundred-foot wave.

It's probably because she was in a bad mood; she kept stressing that she wanted to get her hands on the seals as quickly as possible. By the time the meeting was over, I was drained. Landon offered to drive me to Dashiell's home. So, I accepted his offer. While Landon drives, thoughts of my mate fill my mind, and I start to wonder if he's really doing okay. "Our leader is getting impatient, Dakota. She thinks it will be much easier to kill the dragon lord and use his limbs to create more seals," Landon tells me, and I blink at him, trying not to show how disgusted I am at the moment.

And his place had been taken by this greedy and gluttonous creature who wanted everything for himself. He wanted to be the ruler of everything, including herself, Aida. And the more he failed, the more ill-tempered and evil he became. Aida no longer recognized this dragon, and especially after his last demand from her, she felt that her love for him had been lost forever, but this issue would be resolved after the issue with the gem that was much more important to her. "Nice, I'm glad you were waiting for me. But I imagine you do not know what exactly I want to say." She told them and looked at them in earnest.

“Touch me.” Her hands took a hold of his palms, bringing it up to her breasts. Fang took a hold of her both nipples, his hands pressed through her breasts and that was when he lost it. A spiral of fire was breathed into the water, by his Dragon. “Ahh!” Princess Katherine gasped as he uncontrollably brought her hands behind her back, forcefully. “I warned you, Princess…now you pissed my Dragon.” Came a doubled voice which turned Katherine on, in desperation. Fang spanked her ass, and she moaned once more as he brought his length in between her thighs.

I will need to be their family now. "Shh, Niblings. Auntie will tell you a story," I promise with a wide-open smile. It will be hours until we make it back home, a long trip for such little hearts. "Once upon a time, there was a strong dragon prince. He lived high on a mountain overlooking the sea. He didn't believe in love, until one day, a beautiful woman was given to him as a sacrifice..."

He replied. “What is that supposed to mean?” I snapped, feeling defensive and angry towards this man. “Ever liked dragons?” He asked, completely ignoring my question. “What has my likings, anything to do with this?!” I raised my voice at the ignorance he gave me. “It has everything to do with it.” He retorted back. “Excuse me?” “You, little human, belong in my realm now. You’re my mate.” He told me, “I am Tristan Slade, Prince of the Dragons.”

These were dragon clan envoys, here to offer wedding gifts. By now, Prince Horace Montgomery must have regained his power, ready to claim Marina in gratitude. In my previous life, Marina, on a cruel whim, had sent me to the hills to pick flowers for her. There, I stumbled upon a man lying wounded and unconscious. I meant to heal him to sate my serpent urges, but when he woke up, he handed me a relic, revealing himself as the Dragon Prince. He sent word to his clan, declaring me his concubine.

I smiled up at him and he shook his head. "Do not flirt with my dragon. You are mine," he whispered as he gripped my hips pulling me towards him. I pressed myself against him and dug my fingers into his ass, teasingly wiggling against him, making him groan out loud. "Oh, Prince, you are bad. You know I am yours and his, too, and I like it that way," I teased as I dragged my nails down his back, making him groan. I could already feel him getting harder. Damn. This man was insatiable. "And this isn't the place, you horny prince. Go and wear something." I pushed him away from him and he grunted and groaned, looking at me with a pout. His green eyes twinkled mischievously as I took a step back f