Dragon Prince Memes Novels & Stories

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.”

Dru slams her fork back onto her plate, eyes blazing, “Stop calling me princesa! I’m not Louise’s doll anymore, and I’m sure as hell not yours!” I eyed Dru like this was some sort of trick, “Piti fi, yesterday you jumped at a slammin’ door. Now you laughin’ at his jokes?” I nod in Dragon's direction, my voice edged,“Now you standing tall to me? Whatchu do to her, ti gason (little boy). She ain’t no fixer-upper.”

They’ve spotted us. The screech of an air drake evolved to terrify its prey into a panicked freeze. It’s one of the reasons they are such efficient killers. If you’re frozen in place, your reaction time is slower, if you’re even able to hold onto your sanity long enough to realize you’re in danger. Most dragons are unable to break free. Thankfully, I’m not most dragons. I’m a dragon prince, and my mentor and sister made sure long ago that I’d have the resistance to fight back.

He didn't try to struggle off the chain; he just wore his dangerous lopsided grin. "You're afraid of me. I don't need to show you, my bravery." Drake muttered coldly. "You're just a useless creature. No matter how beaten or punished you give in to my body..." He trailed off. I'm still intimidating you; precisely, you peed in your pants. A royalty? You suck. " The rouge prince growled because of anger. He punched Drake, but he just made fun of him. "How dare you disrespect me!" The prince shouted.

the warrior's deep voice echoed through the silent hall. A wave of murmurs instantly swept through the crowd. "How humiliating..." "The human princess is being bound to a piece of steel." Mother looked like she was about to faint, and Lisa covered her face. The dragons were openly laughing now. It was a blatant insult meant to show everyone exactly how worthless I, a human bride was to the Dark Prince. I swallowed the burning lump of humiliation in my throat, then kept my spine straight, staring directly at the old seer. "Proceed," I said, the calmness in my voice surprised even me.

I point at her and nod my head enthusiastically in her direction. “Silence. You have no right to mock me. I am a dragon and I won’t stand by and watch as you think you can come into my realm and worm your way into the hearts of our people.” Gasps sound out and some dragons snarl at her when I smirk at this delusional bitch. Vilkas growls at her when I hold my hand out to him to stop and shake my head. “Emalia was it? Well, it seems like you’re delusional. You see that on his neck and this here?” I point to my mark, then to the heart scale beating in my chest.

Powering on the laptop took a lot longer than I expected, and then I got to researching. Bonding- the God, Dalion, wanted to give more protection to the creatures that he created by binding two people’s souls to each other. This is an unbreakable connection to enhance the power that is given to the Mythicals. In this connection the mark changes to show what dragon was bonded to one another. If a Mythical somehow bonds with a non-Mythical, The mark evolves into a dragon that curls itself around the shadow of a human. Slamming the laptop shut, I huff out a breath and wonder what the hell I just read. Unbreakable? What does that mean? I’m stuck with this random guy for my whole life?

If I could go back to a few days ago when I received Cyran’s email, I would have packed my bags and left. “It might not be possible for humans, but Dragons have abilities that humans couldn’t dream of. Some of us can read minds, while others have different abilities. It isn’t like I always invade someone’s privacy, but I thought now was the exception.” Kellan moved off the couch he was on and came to sit between Jade and me.

He reached out and took my hand, giving me a quiet sense of security. Everyone crowded around Drakon and Vania, showering them with praise. Only two serving maids stood near Lysander and me. "The Crown Prince is truly remarkable! A golden egg right away!" "Of course! The Crown Prince is a true Gold dragon. His child could only be golden!" Drakon's smile stretched so wide his lips nearly touched his ears. "My child could never be anything less," he boasted. Vania stood beside him, her eyes glittering with smug satisfaction.

Across the canyon, a giant turquoise lizard slept. I could hear Prince Monster continuing to rattle. “But I don’t see any empty ones.” He stepped up next to me and grew extremely still and quiet. I glanced at him to see the awe on his face. “A dragon…” he murmured. “Dragon?” I asked quietly, placing a hand on the glass wall. “Yes. I am a dragon.” The voice rumbled comfortingly. Prince Monster nodded. “They are vicious, ferocious monsters with an appetite for men and a hatred for humans.”