Novel & Cerita Janai Dragon Prince

The prince was dead. I lifted my hands. They shook. I remembered the strange fire that had been on my skin. The King wanted a dragon. Maybe I would give him one. My breath came deep and slow. A new feeling rose in my chest. It was not fear. It was not sadness. It was fire. It was anger. Hot, red, dragon anger.

JONEA I froze, staring at the giant figure before me, my eyes wide in disbelief. The blue dragon stood tall and proud, exuding power but not menace. Its shimmering scales gleamed under the moonlight, reminding me of the Dragon’s Tear pendant Aland gave me. Unfortunately, the pendant had lost its radiant blue hue and turned dark. “Who… are you?” I stammered, my voice trembling, a mix of awe and fear. “I am the Mountain Dragon,” it replied, its deep voice rumbling like an earthquake. “I’ve come for you, Jonea. Come with me, and I’ll explain everything.”

I will need to be their family now. "Shh, Niblings. Auntie will tell you a story," I promise with a wide-open smile. It will be hours until we make it back home, a long trip for such little hearts. "Once upon a time, there was a strong dragon prince. He lived high on a mountain overlooking the sea. He didn't believe in love, until one day, a beautiful woman was given to him as a sacrifice..."

“He was with his father and grandfather. I think his grandfather had some sort of power because he was able to see me hiding with what he called his third eye. He was also able to find my house even though I gave poor instruction. They were looking for a gemstone, and I think. Konn said his best friend was a prince.” Betty sat down in a chair. “It sounds like his grandfather was a holder and that would make their kingdom the first Dragon Kingdom Wilwar. He should be still living in the castle.” My eyes lit up. “Is it far from here Gram?” I called Betty Gram because I saw her as family. She did more for me than my own family. She taught me not to knock my humanity. I would always say I wanted

Lisa asked, her irritation clear in her tone. I pushed myself off the window slowly. “It doesn’t matter who they choose. We didn’t come here to choose.” My gaze moved between them, mother was angry and tense, father, quiet but worried and Lisa, frustrated and confused. “This is hell already.” I murmured. "Diana! Don't say that," Mother said, stepping closer to me. "It will be the fourth prince. I am sure of it. He is the only reasonable Dragon prince and he's single. He is the only choice."

Terra replied with low growl and scrunched her eyebrow “AND I AM DRAGON PRINCE…… TERRA… DON’T YOU FORGET THAT…. I AM DRAGON PRINECE DRACO…. ONE AND ONLY SON OF OUR LATE KING LADON BLACK AND QUEEN CASSANDRA…. YOU AND PETRO ARE MY DRAGON PEOPLE…. AND…… YOU CAN’T TELL ME WHAT TO DO….” I growled back

"If you free my family, leave them alone, remove all guards from watching them, I'll do whatever it is that the Queen of Luxandra asks of me." If I were any other drake, as soon as I got what I wanted, I'd simply go back on my word, but Eleanora knows how much my honor means to me. I am not just any noble–I’m a dragon prince, and the true heir of the Luxandrian throne. Because of that honor, like many noble dragons, my word is my bond. So I never lie directly.

Patting her dress lightly and straightening up her body and a maidservant suddenly appeared from nowhere to tidy up the table. “We've to make the snake people our ally in order to prevent this constant rift between the kingdoms darling. They're strong, they've one of the best armies in the continents and their princess is beautiful. She would be Queen.” “What about Minerva?” Old Mr Gael asked. “Although she is not a dragon shifter, she holds a special place in Vincent's heart. I can see it from afar…”

he greeted as we neared the prince. “Aurien,” the dark-haired prince regarded him, arching a brow. “This is unexpected. Akyran gracil lo, prosethen diasen neath tharen?” “Prianthe amar ith,” my dragon replied curtly. “Taradrakynil,” the prince sighed it out. “As you will. Follow then,” he took his wife’s hand.

asked Lana again. "I don't have time for this," June replied again as she was about to walk away. “Drake will live forever, until someone kills him. Drake was an immortal being, he was no ordinary dragon. That's why he's called the Dragon King,” said Lana. Those words made June stop.