Natsu The Dragon King Fanfiction Novels & Stories

The drop splashed against his pale forehead and the King pressed his thumb down onto the droplet. His dragon separated from him and he breathed his fire down on Nicu’s body. It was the first time I saw Florin’s dragon and I wasn’t impressed. He was smaller than Echo and I felt no pity for him. I was going to break him, piece by piece. We stood around the stone slab for the mandatory ten minutes of silence as we watched Nicu burn. His reception in the dragon realm would be anything but pleasant. I saw the King stare directly at me and with a flick of his head I knew he wanted to see me.

the dragon had the kind of a voice so thick and rough and he was roaming around his first cousin, his eyes moving to focus on his body language. "Do you realise that you are at my mercy, now?" The dragon changed his eyes from yellow to blue and he inhaled and exhaled white coloured smoke. Seeing him saying nothing, the Dragon Lord continued, "You tried to kill Raya...and me. Tried to rule over my kingdom, escaped the prison. With the help of that bitch!" his last sentence brought the wrath down at Nixer. "You listen to me! And you listen to me, good...nobody, and I mean it, nobody can take away the things that belong to me!" Nathan reached out to lift the human chin-up of his cousin, his sha

Draco said, kissing Astrid on the forehead. "Really?" "I tell you nothing but the truth," Draco replied with a very handsome smile. Astrid hugged Draco tightly. "I'll look forward to it, Draco. I will be looking forward to seeing you become the Dragon King. Become the King of all creatures on the land of Magica. Become the king of kings. I really do wish that to happen,” Astrid whispered in Draco's ear sincerely. "You will see, my dear Amicus. Now take a shower before I'm tempted to bathe you and do anything else to your beautiful body," Draco teased with a mischievous smile.

"You have been standing over these parchments since sunrise without drinking. Even dragons require water." "I require victory, not tea," he barked, his golden eyes snapping back to my face. "Do not play the gentle caretaker with me, human. I am not one of your weak Ashvale village boys who can be soothed with warm herbs." "I never thought you were gentle, Your Grace," I said, looking straight into his glowing eyes with quiet, steady composure. "A gentle man does not conquer nine realms or burn assassins to gray ash. But an exhausted commander makes mistakes on the battlefield, and Drakoria cannot afford for its King to lose his focus."

Thane Drogos "Have you ever wanted to ride a dragon?" I asked, wading in the deep water. I noticed how she eyed me, eyes darkening, desire present on her face. "I believe I already have." Evie raised an eyebrow, chewing on her lower lip. I laughed. God, I loved her. "Then how about this—have you ever wanted to be fucked by a dragon on a mountain of gold?" Her mouth dropped open, eyes widening as she put two and two together. "You're taking me to your hoard?"

They stared at the beta face and busted into laughter, looking at his handsome face coated with paint. "You like my work. I painted him," Nadazhda harrumphed with heads up, "if you need someone to paint you, just know I'm one call away," she smiled sweetly, dragging the unhappy beta along her, and the servants started to whisper. "A day I'll never forget," he muttered dejectedly. "Indeed!" Rina giggled mockingly. "—I think we should have the white witches too—" the gamma paused when he noticed the King stood up from his seat, walking languidly to the door.

"I don't know the specifics, but my sister bore His Majesty's children years ago, and she is his fated mate. Dimitri pledged to resolve matters, to end their ties. Yet, you understand the nature of the Lycan bond. It strips males of the ability to initiate rejection. My sister, adamant in her infatuation, refused to let go. She desired the Lycan king for reasons unknown to me. When Dimitri fell ill again and seemed unlikely to recover, he succumbed to the mate bond and chose Camille. Milana confided in me. We lamented over drinks, and she spoke of returning home to you. I believed that would be the end of it. I truly did... Goddess..." The receiver fell silent as Dorian processed the informa

“Mama, who hurt you?” The nobles who had mocked me minutes ago began lowering their eyes. The truth settled over them piece by piece. I was the Dragon King’s mate. The child in my belly was his. The ring Clara had broken was real. Someone whispered, “She is the Dragon Queen.” Another voice answered, thin with fear, “Then what did we just do?” Marcus had not moved since Theo called me Mama. All the color had left his face. Clara shook her head. “No. No, that is impossible. The child is confused. She must have taught him to say that.”

"I will tell you what you forgot. I found you lost in the woods. A dragon girl with no family. No crown. No name. I saved you. The Moon Goddess chose you as my mate. I gave you a home. I gave you a crown. I made you my Luna" My eyes got big. My voice was small. "Why?" The Alpha's s jaw got tight. He shouted, and his voice shook the room. "Because they told me not to!" I jumped back into the pillows. "My men, my pack, my people, they said, 'No, Alpha! Do not take a dragon! She is not one of us!' So I did it anyway! I married you to show I am King! I do what I want!" He stood tall again and turned his back to me. His shoulders moved up and down as he breathed.

Nita's POV “Nita's second chance mate, and the Lycan King, of the greatest Crystal light pack" A voice replied, and I looked up to see a blonde-haired man, dressed in a casual shirt and pants, standing at the entrance door. My heart skipped a bit when I heard what he said. My eyes darted to the man I had a one-night stand with. 'So, he is a King?’ I thought with widened eyes.