Rayla From The Dragon Prince Novels & Stories

Raya turned to face both of them fully. “That is the nature of creatures like him,” she said. Derek raised an eyebrow. “They collapse the moment the lie holding them together disappears.” Jax thought about that for a moment. “Yes,” he admitted. For centuries Drail had survived by convincing people that he was stronger than they were. His greatest weapon was not magic or strength but the illusion that resistance was useless. Once that illusion broke, nothing remained. Raya walked a few steps across the balcony and sat on the wide stone bench near the wall. The night air felt cool against her skin, yet the calm warmth inside her chest kept the cold from reaching deeper.

"The fashion show for the Phoenix Collection won't be complete without its main star." Kara just looked at him. "Be careful," she said softly. "A true dragon is far more cunning than you can imagine." Lyra was the last. She just gave a respectful nod. "Good luck, sir." Rayden looked at them one last time, recording their faces in his mind. Then, without another word, he turned and vanished into the darkness. He reappeared in the same place where he had said goodbye to Raelyn—a silent clifftop, under the gaze of two purple moons. The cold night wind blew through his slightly long hair.

The inquisitor said as he turned and received the belittling remark from a shady presence, whom judging by the proportional bust to her figure, had been a woman. "Oh shut it Vladimir, we've been through this before and we both know how it ends." She said. "How many times has it been now Rayla, what makes this time any different. You can't even strike down a beta, always lowly omegas." The inquisitor added. He had identified the presence behind his attempted attack and she was no other than the disposed princess of Nefario, Rayla Nefario. She appeared as a tall, dainty, endowed and slender looking beta as she walked out of the darkness that provided a silhouette haven for her ominous self.

“You are so beautiful, dark dragon,” Madchen reached her arms around his neck, never wavering her gaze. “As are you, Madchen, and I love you,” Drago crashed his lips onto hers, searing her mouth with his passion.Black wings erupted from his back, engulfing Madchen in a cocoon of protection. He didn’t care that he was standing stark naked in front of his gathering family, all he cared about was that Madchen accepted him for what he was, a dragon who had found his mate.

I heard a low growl roll through Brax’s chest. “No one asked for your opinion, Layla.” Brax said while pulling away from me to look toward her. Hmmm… This may be just the type of distraction that I need. Nola grinned in my head. “You are the dragon prince, Brax. You have to produce an heir to take your place. That has to be done with a dragon.” Said the blonde. She looked agitated now. She stopped walking when she was only three feet away from Brax. Brax kept himself between the blonde and me. I stood on my tiptoes to get a better view of her. Oh, that’s why. It’s the same bitch who flipped her hair and caught me in the face with it from earlier.

“You can talk? she asked the dragon. He snorted. “Of course, I can talk. I am Xa, king of the sky and the dragons. And you will be the queen of the dragons.” “I can’t be the queen of the dragons since I am not a dragon. Now, let me go! I want to return home.” Xa removed his wing and Hraa stood but before she could get away, Xa grabbed her with his strong claws and flew away with her. Hraa was furious with the dragon. She could not believe the dragon had kidnapped her. But, as Xa flew, taking Hraa farther and farther away from her family, she promised herself that she would find a way to escape the dragon.

These were dragon clan envoys, here to offer wedding gifts. By now, Prince Horace Montgomery must have regained his power, ready to claim Marina in gratitude. In my previous life, Marina, on a cruel whim, had sent me to the hills to pick flowers for her. There, I stumbled upon a man lying wounded and unconscious. I meant to heal him to sate my serpent urges, but when he woke up, he handed me a relic, revealing himself as the Dragon Prince. He sent word to his clan, declaring me his concubine.

Hundreds of normal dragons cannot compare to one dragon from the God Beast bloodline; these dragons are royalty among their kind. In Elizabeth's office… "Are you Elena's famillier?" Elizabeth questioned Sapphire who was sitting on the couch opposite her. "You know my master?" Sapphire asked surprisedly and thought, "Then why did not master want to reveal her identity?". Getting her answer Elizabeth turned to Allen standing at her side and said "Call Elle and Alisha". Allen said "Yes my dear queen" as he left. On the other side… "God I never thought I would have an opportunity to see a dragon from the God Beast Clan in real" Lilly spoke like an excited fan girl.

I hated the fact that I'm slightly considering the idea of losing my soul just to Arthur won't meet her. I am so consumed by the thought. I loved him, I love him and I will love him. Even though it will never be me. That day, after our encounter, I go back home with a gloomy face. The witches finally introduces us formally- Arthur, the most powerful dragon in their clan and me, Raya as his dragon bride and unbeknowgst to him, I was also a dragon slayer. From the start, I had the intention of killing him- it was my role as the dragon slayer but in the end, I let him kill me.

“His father King Sterin and Queen Gladiel.” “Princess,” Alaren was both of a similar age and height to myself; I did not think seating us together was accidental. “It is an honour to meet the Princess Diandreliera of Uyan Taesil,” he said with warmth. “Prince Alaren,” I greeted in reply. “Of course, the dragon Valsaurienkachelial is a legend amongst us,” Alaren included my dragon. “Our halls resound with tales of his prowess on the battlefield.”