Janai Dragon Prince Novels & Stories

As they waited for orders, warriors gathered, their features anxious. Then I caught sight of him. A huge dragon with golden scales that glistened like molten flames swooped down from the sky. Even the most courageous warriors would have faltered at the creature's sheer enormity. A man with silver hair that flowed like liquid moonlight sat on its back. He was a powerful presence that seemed to envelop the whole atmosphere in electricity. The air seemed to bend about him due to the tremendous force of his presence. "Who are you?" With a firm voice despite the agitation in my heart, I requested. With a powerful and purposeful gait, the man dismounted. His voice was loud and resonant as he decla

He looked at Xander, then at Dorin and Seb. “Amazing!” Xander exclaimed, “I have heard of old legends of dragons donning human form, but those were never confirmed to be true!” he started jumping in place, much to Mordecai’s consternation. “Your majesty, please calm yourself!” Mordecai said with concern. “This...” Johan tried to think of an excuse, “It’s just an illusion!” but the third prince was not listening. Johan looked at Seb who was staring daggers at him and looked at his feet instead.

Hedard walked and climbed down the stairs towards the cave. “I am Prince Glam of the Ashenvale kingdom. Welcome, maester.” The prince said. “It is an honor, my prince.” “It seems like taking these stairs could be difficult.” He looked at the staircase. The Prince walked outside the big door and looked up. He closed his eyes for a bit. I think he is calling something. Maester Kael thought. A loud screech was heard above and the faerie dragon appeared and flew towards the prince. “Come,” Prince Gram said as a big wind came when the dragon landed. He walked towards the dragon. “Hello, Mareen.” The head of the dragon lowered towards the Prince and he placed his hand to pat the dragon’s head.

The girl was too cold to show a specific expression on her face. “Why, Dad?” “Before this, we don’t have a certain power that we could rely on. Meanwhile, the Kingdom of Nicundhra and King Jumuck always to send threats with their dragon troops.” King Darian glanced at Argo. “You should know, Queenie. I am never interested in you marrying Prince Fabian. Among King Eric’s children, Prince Fabian is the weakest. He’s not a dragon controller like his six older brothers. The snakes of Nicundhra have cursed his mother. When she is pregnant with Fabian, King Eric’s wife wants to eat snake meat. Therefore, Prince Fabian was born weak and without the magic of controlling dragons. Although among his b

It took a while before the two finally stop. “So why was he called the dragon prince, again?” Cicero finally asks again, wanting to know. Shuleng took in a deep breath, suddenly feeling chills down his spine upon remembering the large black knight that fearlessly took down several Aselaysian soldiers during the siege. “It's because the empire’s prince is no man. He’s a monster, a creature of chaos, a dragon pretending to be one of us,” he states.

Her fingers stilled against my cheek. “I’m a dragon.” She froze. I smirked, amused by her reaction. “Not just any dragon, either. I’m the last surviving Draconian of Solaria. The crown prince of my kingdom.” Lysaa inhaled sharply, her expression stunned. "A dragon? A prince?" She shook her head as if she couldn’t believe it. "I never... I never would have expected my mate to be a dragon. Especially not someone of your status." A frown tugged at my lips. Something about the way she said that bothered me.

However, it quickly understood what was happening. Andrew was just showing who he truly was, someone unrestrained, unbothered, and absolutely fearless. After all, he was the Dragon Prince, the legendary heir of the Chetvine royal bloodline from Holtrien. And now, he was squaring off against Joe Driscoll, the pride of Gabo Creek. Chantelle slapped her forehead in frustration, wondering how she had been so blind。 While Joe was formidable, Andrew was a devil in disguise.

But Sabrina can try; she has nothing to lose. So, when she sees the Dragon King next—sitting elegantly on his horse, his gaze distant and so very detached, as though he finds nothing in the world interesting—Sabrina smiles at him. It is a smile full of flattery, yet she ensures he sees her sharp canines. ' I will gladly seduce you for your power, but if you mess with me, I will bite your Dick right off ' The King understands her meaning well enough. He gives her an unimpressed look, though his lips curl up the slightest bit, giving away his amusement. How interesting

I frowned. AIKON The bottle of wine almost slips on my hand. I suddenly became out of focus for the first time. I looked up and saw the person responsible for it. “Black Dragon.” I shivered upon thinking of his name. I can’t believe he was him. The famous Black Dragon. The invincible. No mission failed. I sighed and was shocked when the bottle slips on my hand. Then someone catches it and spoke. “Hyung, is there something wrong?” it was the twin that substituted me a while ago.

she took a deep breath out, "we will know if Azian has any link to any kind of Soul magic after this ritual" "How?" Ena asked, looking at her with the uttermost intrigue. "Azian is the Prince of dragons, also a Golden dragon right?” Ena nodded, not understanding why the mother protector thought it necessary to establish facts that have long been proved and understood. “Fire is his nature therefore he cannot be burnt,” she replied, closing her eyes, “no part of him can be burnt,’ she added, clasping her hands to her chest, as She begin to chant words Ena had never heard of in all her 45 years of witching. Her tongue twisting and twirling with rage as the candles began to flicker, and burn bri