Married To The Dragon Kings Daughter Book Novels & Stories

"I don't think I'll ever get used to that." Aeris snorted. "You should probably get used to it." We looked at him. The fae pointed lazily to the sky. "You're literally married to one." A strange feeling settled in my chest. "Unfortunately, I'm married to the only dragon in the realm I apparently cannot go close to." Sarah immediately looked uncomfortable while Mina suddenly found the ground fascinating. Aeris, meanwhile, looked delighted. "The longing begins." "There is no longing." I denied it, pulling my brows together.

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. I am a full dragon and with that, I need to be even more careful. Half breeds: that is what the council wants. That is what is safe. Half noble human and half dragon are what bloodlines are supposed to be made of when royalty breeds. When two full-blood royal dragons mate, you risk health issues along with the possibility of mental instability…. Like what happened with my twin brother Sanderson and me. We were born from the same egg, we look identical, but are nothing alike… he should be locked up in an i

Her eyes never left her husband who was leaning against his chair. “We've ruled this kingdom for nine hundred years before Vincent's father took over. And now, his son." Mr Gael started. He pushed to rest his face on his right hand with a long sigh. " I've never set my eyes on a dragon this huge Roseline. That dragon isn't a shifter. It's what we have been looking for for the past generations,” he concluded. Roseline dropped the teacup on the well polished jade tray and raised her head to meet his eyes. "What are you trying to suggest? Coincidence happen–”

In the kitchen, he connected every suspicious thing about her, leaving the milk to boil. From the start, Duri's ring fit her fingers. The power her hand had when she shoved him. Leaving him bleeding to death. The morning when she woke normally after the night, her heart skipped a beat, and now the tears were sparkling with a blush-red color. Everything hinted to him to conclude her identity was a dragon princess. After making coffee, he came upstairs, seemingly baffled. "Your coffee," he said faintly, putting that cup on the table near her. She put back the pencil and grabbed the coffee cup. Yet she chose to be deaf, being focused on her skill.

An eternal pact was forged between us, one far deeper than the simple mate bond of my past life. As the mate of the Dragon Lord, I didn't have to socialize with the other clans like I did in my past life. It wasn't until three months later, at a family gathering, that I first stepped out of Damien's penthouse. “Everyone, I have a wonderful announcement to make!” Isabella stood in the center of the room, her face beaming with triumph. Her stomach showed a distinct, rounded curve. “I’m pregnant! I will give birth to the true future ruler, while some people are only fit to be trampled under my feet!”

"My name is Dante." "I assume you've heard the rumors. The current Dragon King's consort is not his original wife. The true, first Queen was my mother. Tragically... she passed away the exact moment I was born. My father viewed my birth as an dark omen, an unstable curse, and banished me to the human realms. The night of your sister's engagement was a rare visit back to this stronghold. I never expected to collide with you... let alone..." He cut himself off, clearing his throat Roughly as that familiar, endearing crimson flush crept up the tips of his ears.

Not 'My love' or 'Beloved,' but Irene. He closed his eyes for a split second, taking a deep breath. Then he opened them again. "Yes, I have concubines,' he said. "I do not deny it. According to the royal tradition, if a Dragon King were to lose his queen, he was to take concubines. However, if the stars bestowed him another queen, the concubines were to be given to other men." Something in his explanation tugged at my heart. "What do you mean, lose his queen?" I asked.

She had never expected to be given a choice. "If you choose to continue this marriage, you'll have to come with me to the Sea Dragon Kingdom. I can't stay here. Robert will handle the affairs on land. The matters of the kingdom are far more important." "Wait... the Sea Dragon Kingdom? What do you mean?" "I'm the prince of the Sea Dragon Clan." Alex paused before continuing. "My father was the Dragon King. Since he's gone, I've become the king now. We maintain a presence in both worlds as a precaution against future threats, ensuring that our people always have a place to seek refuge."

"What I have to say is not simple and it will not make sense in pieces." Zaron looked at her. "Speak," he said. --- "I was there," Thessaly said, "when the first Dragon King lit the flame in the tower." The room was silent. "Not as an observer. As a participant. I was the Flame Keeper who stood beside him when it was lit. The bond that flame sealed — between the Dragon Throne and the Flame Keeper line — was sealed through me. I was the last fully awakened Flame Keeper before Aria. The original. The one the hidden book was written about." She paused. "The one who wrote the hidden book."

Arya stood frozen, as if his words had struck her like lightning. "Why? What does she have that I lack? Why do you all keep doing this to me?" Her expression twisted into madness. Clearly, memories of her tragic past life triggered and drove her to insanity. But she never got the chance to touch me again. With a mere lift of his chin, Draken ordered her expelled from the dragonlands and declared severance of ties with the lion clan. "The wife of the lion clan's head has committed the gravest of sins—an attempt to harm the dragon heir. From this day forth, the dragon clan severs all ties with the lions."