Dragon Raja Novels & Stories

Alpha Adam asked, confused. "Don't you know what he is, Alpha Adam? He is the mighty king of the dragons. The one and only King Arabic Reubus from the Kingdom of Diaphora. A long-lost kingdom for millenniums!" That lengthy explanation, hopefully, would give these two some sense to think brilliantly now.

She asked, " Who owns this restaurant young mater Li" Young master Li smiles her reaction was cute. He then said," I told you Nah you four are not from country A from the beginning? Otherwise who doesn't know about Dragon 🐲 ". " This restaurant's name is Dragon which is owned by the royal family of country A. Now King Alexander owns this restaurant. This was established by King Alexander Knight's grandfather King Albert Knight. He used to love gathering with friends in a normal place. so, he opened a restaurant named Dragon. He assigned the best chief from the royal family to be a cook in this restaurant. The restaurant was small, decorated lavishly and the food served was beast. So it beca

I repeated, hoping that he would tell me he was just kidding and we could laugh about this one day. “Yes, Andreena. I am a dragon and you are my mate.” Mate? What did that mean? Was it like how animals mated or was it what he had meant when he said that he had claimed me and I belonged to him? “You are mine.” He drawled out in that same rasping tone. The way that he said it, like there was no room for argument, like it was just something that I should already know. “Dragons aren’t real and I’m not yours.” I whispered, shaking my head.

I'm not crazy about everyone knowing that my powers, but I know that any ally of our pack is safe. Saige is going crazy in my head when I start smelling the most delicious smell. It smells like sandalwood and mint. I was lost in that scent when the most beautiful dragon I have ever seen lands in our wood line, lets off two children, and after getting dressed approaches us. The man is an Adonis! He has jet-black hair, the most gorgeous emerald green eyes I have ever seen, and he towers over me! The man must be close to seven feet tall! He's tall enough and wide enough to wrap himself around me at least a couple times. Saige keeps saying, "MATE! MATE! Move closer to mate!" I said, "I can't! He

Elder Victor said. “That’s my boy,” Lucas said as he looked at me with pride. “We would like to present to you Ryder Grey who has taken the position as Sire of Princeton and the surrounding areas by defeating the previous Sire in a claim fight. He also saved our lives on that fateful day when we were attacked by two vampires on friendly territory, please stand Sire Ryder so that all the Sires of our area can get a good look at you,” Elder Cliff said. I stood up amid the applause and then Lucas, Jasper and Brandon also stood up as they cheered me on. I made my way towards the stage where the ceremony would take place and I would be accepted as the new Sire in the dragon realm as well, if Typh

My father explained, his eyes searching mine as if looking for reason. He wouldn't find any. "Azian is THE Dragon. The Golden Dragon," My father finally confessed. At those words I shone through, pushing Xeric back, "What?" My Father sighed, "He is the Golden Dragon. You must remember the tales your mother used to tell. Tales of The Golden Dragon, Alpha of all dragons and king of all species. That's why he was so strong,” he paused, "he marked Kaya because as it so happens, Kaya is his possession," He explained.

Kael Ashveyn is no ordinary dragon king; alpha blood runs through his veins, a legacy from the mother who broke tradition to love a wolf. So when the mate bond drags him to Sable Windmere, a weak, powerless omega from the territories his court despises, his pride refuses to accept her. He humiliates her, ignores her, treats her as beneath him until the bond forces something in him to notice every time she's hurt, every time she's disrespected, every time she flinches. His wolf won't let it go, even as his dragon fights to. Slowly, unwillingly, Kael starts to change. And Sable, who has spent her life believing she deserves nothing, starts to wonder if the king who once discarded her might be

He has been moody ever since we flew here. “Everything is fine. It is just that you don’t like being a way from her. I’m the same Jaka, but we need to give her space. She is angry, don’t forget she is proud and independent. She will be fine.” I tell him as I walk the halls of the Dragon Palace. The home and birthplace of all the dragons that came before me. What Serana doesn’t know is that I am the last royal Dragon. The son of King Apollo.

Came with me. Ryan's flushed. He didn't know how to behave. His shyness made him want to run away, but the compliments he received, and the joy of the guests talking to him, filled his heart with courage and he, little by little, relaxed and was talking and smiling, with all the dragons'. - Ryan, I want to introduce you to my best childhood friend, Draco, the dragon king of the East. - Nice to meet you, sir. - Ryan says, shyly, with a slight bow.

A knock on the door made me move the quilt lower to ask who it was. "High Lord Tymon has asked that I bear food and fruits to you, my Lady." A tiny voice came from the other side of the door. A brownie, perhaps. I turned my back to the door. "I'm not hungry. Later." I said. I vaguely registered a sigh and shuffling of feet as the brownie left. "What the history will not tell you is that Dragons were not created by Luna. We existed. Even before Luna." I blinked at that, but said nothing, lest I interrupt her. "Before Luna, the mother, there were other gods that ruled the world. There were beings that walked the earth that were feared. Some still do. Like