Royal Dragon Novels & Stories

Andrew's ears still rang with the old man's icy words. "Three seals represent three rebirths. If you can shatter the final one and survive, you will rule the world as the chosen one. Fail, and you will become a cursed dragon, bound to destruction." A cursed dragon was the term used for the fallen heirs of the Lloyd royal family. The Lloyds bore the emblem of the celestial dragon as their crest, and those who thrived under the family's guidance were hailed as true dragons.

As soon as the words left Neela’s lips, she slammed a fierce punch onto Donovan Orlando’s chest. Neela was a true Benares Dragon and not the so-called bloodline of a Benares Dragon. There was a vast difference between the two. Those of the lineage only had a little bit more edge, while Neela had all the inheritance and bloodline of the Benares Dragons. She was also part of the royal family! A dragon was the divine beast of heaven and earth.

The royal lineage of Dragon Knights dates back centuries to King Felix I– “Mila?” Felix was standing in the doorway, a grim look on his face.

As I was breathing heavily, he smirked, "Don't you dare to think you can kill me. Your sister is almost due to birth her baby as you humans give birth more quickly than our females, but the North Prince has taken her away." "The North Prince?" I asked Mikel as I met his gaze, so close to kissing me, and he nodded "Yes," still not letting go of my hands that he had seized above my head as he pinned and pressed his weight on me. "Who's the North Prince?" I asked him in surprise, thinking he was the only royal dragon, as I knew there was only one royal dragon family governing all the remaining stubborn dragons. The

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She was touching Megan’s face and then hugging her again as they both cried. “What happens now?” Rylee asked. “We’ve completed the bond and it’s been accepted.” “And something else,” Elder Michael said with a smile. “What?” Lucas asked impatiently. “Megan has a dragon,” I said and Rylee gasped as Lucas turned towards me. “A dragon? That’s never happened before,” he said. “Quite right Sire Lucas, Kaida is the first of her kind that we know of, she’s a strong dragoness, graceful and beautiful,” Elder Cliff said.

“Drakun.” The dragon made a sound like a snort of approval. “Drakos Drakun.” To the surprise and horror of everyone watching; the king, the soldiers who stood guarding him, the noblemen and their families, the prince and the princess, Llod and Hegi, the dragon’s serpentine eyes closed and it bowed its head and pushed it into her hand. Mare released a shaky breath and let her fingers fold over the tough scales. She closed her eyes. The surge of warmth within her was now a dull burn in her heart. This dragon was hers.

"The dragon's fire kills everything it touches. The only exception are members of the royal bloodline. Dragon tamers." "I can't be a dragon tamer... My parents were simple people." "The royal family has been around for centuries. Old branches mixed with common blood and so on..." "I have a royal ancestor?" Astrid asks, unsure. "Possible. But if you would have had enough royal blood to be immune to the fire, I would have felt that the second I met you. There were princes who didn't have enough dragon blood to pass the initiation ceremony and died, so..." So that's they were worried about Omar... Astrid is glad his blood was strong enough.

Good. Because so am I. I launch from the terrace. My dragon bursts forward with a roar that shakes the ancient stone beneath us. The wind tears across my scales as I climb rapidly toward the incoming enemy. Malrec doesn’t slow. He’s in his dragon form—larger than any I’ve ever seen outside the royal bloodline. Bigger than before. His scales are dark as storm clouds, and his wings cut through the air with terrifying strength. Fae enhancements. He’s not alone.

I asked biting my lip as shoppers moved past us. “When a dragon picks a mate, it’s for life. She wanted Marcus to choose her, so she could bear his young and hopefully breed more dragons. We’re pretty rare you know?” He said with a slight smile as he tucked a strand of my hair behind my ear. “I guess so, I mean I thought dragons were myths until a few hours ago.” I said as his fingers trailed down my neck making me shiver even though I wasn’t cold. “I’m glad you understand Amelia.” Louis said brushing his thumb over my cheek before reaching down to take my hand in his.

I couldn't make out any words, only the low hum of a room full of people speaking about someone who doesn't belong here. Red Dragon climbed the steps at the far end of the hall, and I followed his movements with my eyes until I finally understood what stood at the top. A chair. Not just any chair. A throne rather. It was a massive black ancient throne designed for kings… Sitting so high above the hall, it was obviously built for one man alone; whoever holds the ring of power in the Durango Cartel… The second Red Dragon sat down, the entire room dropped to one knee. All at once.