Dragon Son In Law Novels & Stories

His most trusted men had turned against him and he hadn't seen it coming; he should have known but his attention had been stolen by another matter altogether. Zarek had dreamed of his mate. He had made a connection with her and knew she was near his territory. Dragons could feel their life mate when he/she came near them and had vivid dreams of that person. Her face was always blurred but he could make out her body, a body that attracted his attention. She was a mere five foot three but was built lean with all the right curves in all the right places. Her hips were made to bear children and her body was womanly, sensual and ripe.

I became relieved. The scene I had just witnessed came flashing through my mind. I couldn't believe what I had witnessed. The woman before me was no ordinary human; her ethereal beauty and shimmering scales revealed her true identity as a dragon. My husband, Rex, the Prince of the Dragon Clan, had betrayed me with one of his own kind. As an Omega I wasn't asking for much, all I wanted was mutual respect for both parties as husband and wife.

"Whine to Father until he changes his senile old mind?" Blaine rounded furiously on his brother's relaxed form. "As if you even give a damn whether Tristan steals your goddamned birthright!" Blaine burst out bitterly, hands clenching and unclenching at his sides. "You're too drunk off Father's money 24/7 to be bothered fighting for what should be ours." At the accusation, Brady surged up out of the leather armchair, face reddening as he met Blaine's contemptuous stare head on. The empty tumbler fell forgotten from his fingers, bouncing soundlessly on the thick carpet.

” The First King bowed until his forehead touched the earth. “Father of Dragons” The words spread like a prayer. Father of Dragons. The First Flame. The Dreaming King. Aurelion. The being from whom every dragon bloodline had descended. Aurelion’s gaze shifted toward Verath. Then Elara. A smile touched his ancient face. “My descendants.” Verath pointed at himself. “You mean me?” “And her.” Elara blinked. “Me too?” Aurelion nodded. “You have both inherited pieces of the beginning.” Verath looked utterly lost.

Li Min’s gaze grew distant, lost in memory. “Father…” Zhangjian whispered. His heart ached. Not even his own father had spoken a word of this. No, Xiu Jian had concealed the truth not only from his son, but from everyone. Only to Brother Li Min had he entrusted this secret. “As written in the letter, Zhangjian should have learned of his fate upon turning twenty. But… with things as they are, I have no choice but to reveal it sooner,” Li Min confessed weakly. “An Heir must possess both formidable strength and profound inner force to wield the Sacred Dragon Sword. Otherwise, the Heir’s body will collapse beneath its power. Once the blade is unsheathed, its seal shatters. With Zhangjian’s curre

"I am your wife, we got married tonight, officially, with the old words, in front of everyone." "I was there. I remember every moment of it clearly." "So then why won't you..." "Because you are drunk," he said, even, patient; the patience of a man holding three centuries of wanting with both hands. "Draconis wine is not ordinary wine. It is brewed from a berry that grows only in dragon territory, and it affects the human body four times more severely than it affects anything else. You had four glasses of it and you are sitting in my bed at midnight asking me to..." He stopped, then started again. "When you wake up tomorrow and you cannot remember any of this, because I promise you right now,

"Elena,he is of the Dragonkin.Dragons are notoriously bad at reproducing.Besides,in our ancient legends,they are omens of doom and destruction!As one of the tribe's only two precious females,you must choose wisely." Huddled on the ground,the little dragon merely rolled over.He didn't even twitch an eyelid as he continued to snooze. Chloe let out a sarcastic snicker."Sister,even if I took Bjorn,you don't have to give up on yourself like this.Are you really going to spend the rest of your life with a palm-sized,inferior gecko?" I ignored her,walking over to gently stroke the soft scales on the little red dragon's forehead. "It's fine.Once I make a choice,I don't regret it."

But she didn’t take it back. Theodore raised an eyebrow, his smirk subdued “So, the great white dragon warrior, Elena finally admits it, huh?” She shot him a look “You’re impossible.” Theo chuckled but didn’t press her. …. On the other side Daniel moved swiftly through the corridors, his sharp eyes scanning every coroner for any sign of his sister. His heartbeat pounded in his ears, a mix of frustration and worry fuelling his every step. He knew that though his father was caught in between the enemy’s there he would not be in trouble as those people ware not so bold enough to launch a war against his kingdom by hurting the king.

I growl, annoyed at the fact Mallard left the door open and this idiot has now ruined my fantasy. “Your father wants to see you.” I nod, “I’ll be there in a few minutes.” I watch as he bows before turning around, “And close the door on your way out.” The door closes and I exhale sharply- what now? I know my father is anxious about me being able to produce an heir, but I am doing everything in my power to make sure it happens by the deadline. By dragon law, I need to have one in the next five years if I want to continue my rule, if I do not produce one, my insane brother could try to claim the throne, and no one would want that.

As the pale-skinned draconian with the twelve-pack abs sweats out his victory, everyone cheers for him. Douman— father of Amira and the sovereign among the gold dragons—stands, getting everyone's attention. He is aging already, yet his figure screams power and dominion. His golden eyes are but a scarecrow when triggered. "Today is such a blissful day. Rowal, the sovereign amongst the red dragons, has given his full support to our aims!" He points to the good-looking draconian beside him, who is also almost his age and resembles Hasham's face.