Dragon's Crown Novels & Stories

I relaxed into him instantly. Because no matter how much life changed… Jayden still felt like home. The warmth from his body wrapped around me carefully while his chin rested lightly on top of my head. Outside the castle windows, I could see giant dragons flying far in the distance. Actual dragons. At this point I genuinely stopped questioning reality. “You say that every day,” I muttered quietly. “Because it’s true.” “You don’t sound fully sure.” Silence. That alone answered enough. I closed my eyes briefly while exhaustion settled heavily inside my chest again. The past few weeks had completely drained me emotionally.

Built during the dragon wars hundreds of years ago. My stomach lurched slightly. “What I’m saying is,” I whispered, “It was never meant just to be a prison.” Elias stared at me, brow furrowed. “How do you figure?” I reached down and traced one finger along the outline of the rune network. “The relic system was meant to contain dragons.” Elias inclined his head. “We know that.” “But containment spells always need a direction to pull towards.” The older guard followed close behind my train of thought. “It needs something to aim for.”

As we move—brothers sealing exits, plans snapping into place—I know one thing with brutal clarity: She understands the world. What she doesn’t understand yet… …is how far four Crown Lords are willing to burn it down to keep her breathing.

He wore the crown of the Ironfang dynasty on his head like it belonged there. "Well, well. The pretenders awaken." "That crown does not belong to you, Ravenclaw," Prince Kael snarled. "Does it not? I claimed it by right of conquest. The oldest law in the kingdom." He approached Kael's cell, studying him like a bug in a jar. "Your dynasty is finished, boy. Built on lies and maintained through weakness." "Weakness?" Darius strained against his chains. "We will see who is weak when these bonds are removed."

"Why?" He tilted his head, a motion smooth and wolfish, as though the beast within him had never truly left. His damp hair fell across his brow, shadowing one crimson eye, but even concealed, his beauty was a thing to unmake the world. "Because I am a curse," he said softly through lips that looked carved for both cruelty and tenderness. He seemed too much: too regal, too dangerous, too unearthly for this small, lamplit room. "And those who hunt curses care little for what else burns in their wake."

Her smile, laced with blood, looked haunting. A Haunt swept in, scattering the cash and gold bars from the car. Sparks flew, and the flames roared to life with a loud whoosh. I pulled a gold bar from my pocket. "Hear me, infant spirits, it's time for our final showdown!" The winds howled as I watched my mom wail in despair. Her tears were for her wealth, not a shred of worry for me. I spun around and plunged into the swirling darkness without a second thought.

The Archbishop then takes the crown from where it was placed and raises it above Vincent's head. “God crown you with a crown of glory: The Dragon spirit blesses you with a long and happy reign. With the power vested in me, I crown you, Vincent Gael—King of RedShire” “Now, let's proceed to tie the knot between you, King Vincent Gael and Princess Riona Celestine, daughter of the serpent King.” Riona stepped forward with a grin. Vincent immediately raised his head and nodded at the Archbishop who also gave him a curt nod. “Will you, Vincent Gael, take Riona Celestine and your legal concubine? Will you promise to treat her dearly?” The Archbishop asked.

Bynjym begins thrashing and breathing his fire as the weight of the net pulls him to the ground. ‘MOVE CYRYL!’ he roars, using his back legs to shove her out of the way as the net forces my dragon to the ground. He slams to the earth hard, his body pressing against the ground. Neither of us is able to move with the weight of the net over top of him. I watch as a royal, a king with a crown on his head, slowly walks over to us. “You. You killed my father. Now it is time for you to die.”

When the creature went near the king , he noticed that there was a tube around his neck . ' This creature belongs to no one other than the king of the other world , king Damien PenDraco !........He is quite scary . I wonder what does he want now . I am about to form an alliance with the prince of Spain which will make me stronger . Until then , I cannot make any mistake or do anything that can upset the dragon king . The marriage procedures aren't complete yet........If it were on another occasion , I would have asked for some other jewels and gold . ' thought the king with a serious expression and took the tube around the creature's neck .

Then he stopped talking for a while, to continue "And find the crown prince, in order to restore the throne. the little dragon said , who was flying around him, which no one but Casilias was able to see “I still can’t make sense of it yet, why don’t we kill the Dragon King, and take the reigns? Aren’t you also part of the ruling family?” He smiled and looked at Alpheus and Emala, who were dancing "it's for her"