Dragon Prince Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“The dragon prince is trudging around my territory. I believe the dragons are getting anxious. They must know that the time is near.” “It’s about time you stop playing around with that girl Drake and do what is expected. I believe you have become more attached to the girl than you want to admit. She is a distraction. You have had your fun; you know what you must do now.” Drake didn’t say anything. His jaw muscles clenched. He had grown to care for Willow.

“Let’s not waste time pretending this is a misunderstanding.” Darion swallows. “You don’t understand what Malrec is offering,” he says hoarsely. I stop directly in front of him. “No,” I reply. “I understand perfectly.” His eyes brighten slightly, as though he believes he has found a sliver of sympathy. “Then you must see reason. Dragons ruling both realms again, restoring our rightful dominance—” My fist strikes him before he finishes the sentence. The crack of bone against flesh echoes sharply through the chamber. Darion slumps forward against the chains, blood spilling from his mouth.

That made the embarrassment of the dragons a bit bearable; for they weren’t the only ones in this position. “Indeed. Even we the who are considered the bedrock of the dragon race are like mere chicks before her.” The Dragon Duke, who was similar in looks to Diana stated with a wry look on his face. As for why he was so similar to Diana, the reason could easily be discerned. He was Diana’s father, and the Dragon Duchess was her mother.

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'

Elizabeth exclaimed, genuinely surprised by this revelation, though she was more surprised by Henry's reluctance to share this piece of information about him and his family with her. "I am a prince since my father is considered to be a king of the dragons. That title goes back to ancient times, and it's more of a formality now. But the respect from our kind and also of all of the other supernatural creatures remained, and they acknowledge us like royals. I guess if anything were to happen to require king's attention, Dad would step in…" Elizabeth was silent for a while, thinking about what she just heard. One thing was sure, Henry would never stop amazing her. The world he brought her into w

"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."

Then I saw his thin lips curl up from under his black mask. I gasped when he flipped me around, my back colliding with the closed door. He had hitched one of my legs up, his body pressing closer against mine. “Your body says otherwise, little lamb” Prince Darion whispered in my ear, his lips trailing my neck. Fuck! why did my own body betray me?

A trophy to parade around on their arm. I hated it. I hated all of them. I never let anyone in, not like I let Thane in. Then, I thought about the creature that emerged from the ocean, and I tried to be scared of it. Stand behind the awful things I said. I should be afraid of dragons. Those jagged teeth. Massive wings. Leathered skin with the gant of an apex predator. Golden horns coiled around his head like a crown. I suppose it made sense. Thane was the crown prince, and his dragon form showed it off unabashedly. The light that reflected off of beautiful iridescent scales. Shifting from midnight blue to black. Breathtaking.

he greeted as we neared the prince. “Aurien,” the dark-haired prince regarded him, arching a brow. “This is unexpected. Akyran gracil lo, prosethen diasen neath tharen?” “Prianthe amar ith,” my dragon replied curtly. “Taradrakynil,” the prince sighed it out. “As you will. Follow then,” he took his wife’s hand.

Sophia sits beside me. After all the students settle in class, Mrs. Spoonbowl give us another piece of news. I knew about it for Sophia told me, already. Mrs. Spoonbowl goes to get the new student. "This is our new student a dragon shifter, prince Draca Scalker." He was very attractive, tall, and well-built. He had blond hair and golden eyes that seems like they were glowing. His clothes were dark, like ashes, and appears to be made from scales.