Lady Dimitrescu Dragon Novels & Stories

I sat down on the chair facing the sofa and I let my eyes return to normal. “The moment the King lays eyes on Abigail he’ll want her to bond with Prince Nicu. The strongest dragon in existence is the gray dragon. The silver white dragon is next in line, then comes the violet dragon and so on. Royal Dragons have always been what is known as Russian Violet, the darkest shade. We all know the darker the shade the stronger the dragon.” “A woman born of a man with a strong dragon is desirable but the bond has always been respected.” If we were normal people Sorin would’ve been right, but we weren’t.

Annabelle “These are all the documents?” I ask before grabbing the large envelope from the forger. I watch his beady eyes scan me as I open it and examine each one to make sure he isn’t trying to deceive me, but the crook is telling the truth. I sigh in relief. Everything I need to become the Dragon King’s surrogate is here: A new birth certificate, a fake lineage line, and a fake certificate of noble blood to boot- the most important one I need.

Gerbil relayed Liam's orders to Bella, the other person sitting with Victor and went back to the palace. " "So your real name is Elena, huh… this name sounds even more beautiful than your fake one”. “Others might still have doubts but based on all the info I have recives till date I know 95% sure that you are no normal human, you are also a dragon warrior like us” Liam thought to himself as a small smile bloomed on his face “Once I get a proper conformation I will never let you go away from me. Never”. “You are mine… only mine."

she moved her attention to the other side of the plate, "These are dragons. And this here, what looks like a modest crown…." "Ok, honey, but what this all means? What is it?" Ethan was the first one to voice what everyone thought. Once she was back on the sofa, she spoke: "Roughly? A daughter of the dragon will tame the fire. And I'm pretty sure that fire here is not a literal fire." Everyone took their seats, still not understanding what this was all about. Kate and Richard were staring at Sarah long enough for everyone else to notice, so they looked at Sarah too.

~ DIMITRI ~ “Eliminate him.” Dimitri ordered, his eyes fixed on the picture Draco had sent. His brows were knitted together as he tried to discern who the sketch resembled but he couldn't even get anything. He dropped his phone and his finger traced the outline of the sketch on his tab. “Narrow waist… broad but lean… dark hair…” He whispered before shaking his head. The sketch doesn't look like anyone he knew. He inhaled the minty smell mixed with books of his office and pushed his tablet aside before focusing his attention back on his laptop. But suddenly, his eyes flashed in rememberance and he typed some words on his tablet before hitting send.

PRINCESS DACIANA The laces of my corset tightened further, squeezing the very breath from my lungs. I felt the rigid bones press into my ribs, forcing my spine to straighten. My chin lifted as if pulled by an invisible thread. The maids moved with swift precision around me, their deft fingers tugging, smoothing, and adjusting every fabric fold of my gown. The scent of lavender clung to the air, heavy from the sachets they had tucked into the crevices of my wardrobe.

Natalie “Lord Dimitri Orlov, Lady Martina Nikolson, Sir Lancly Warlock.” The announcement rang out like the toll of a bell, deep and ceremonial. My stomach tightened instinctively. And there he was. Dimitri Orlov. The same hauntingly elegant figure who had glided through the Cainebrielle Ball like some ancient noble stepped out of a painting. Flanking him were two others—a woman with icy composure and a man with a smirk that didn’t quite reach his eyes.