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Father replied grimly. Lisa covered her mouth. I felt cold again, that same unnatural cold. “He is not simply a prince,” Father said. “He is the Dragon Kingdom’s greatest weapon.” Father finally turned his gaze back to me. The kingly authority melted away, replaced by a gaze so full of agony and love that it made my chest ache. He walked to me, his hands reaching out to cup my face. "I wish there was another way, Diana," he rasped, his eyes shining with unshed tears. "I would trade my own life a thousand times to spare you from this. But the marriage between our two races is pivotal to our survival. If we falter, we die."

Surely the dragon prince isn’t so pathetic that he would let her be involved in this fight. “You must be the famous dragon prince who wields the blue flame.” My father spoke directly to Brax. He growled back at my father, and I could tell they were both ready for this fight. My father, however, was in no hurry to end things. He wanted to enjoy himself by prolonging the suffering. Truth is, Brax has no chance of beating my father without the new flame. My dad is a deity, a God, none of these pathetic dragons have a chance. “Hmm, how about you take your maggot ass back to hell where you belong, so we can call it a night.” Brax replied to my father. His confidence will be wasted here. My father

"You thought a crippled core meant a permanent grave. Look at you now. You are nothing more than a frightened child hiding in the ashes." ​Dorian whimpered, his mouth opening and closing soundlessly as terror paralyzed his throat. He could not find a single word to defend himself. I gave him a cold, hard shake before tossing him carelessly back down onto the floor at his father's feet, where the two of them knelt side by side in mutual despair. ​The time for words within these walls had reached its end. It was time to clear the stage entirely. ​I stepped back to the center of the ruined hall, raising both of my hands as the internal dragon vitality surged through my veins to a deafening cres

“Stop!... Everything is going to be just fine! We have everything we need and so much more. Of course, we're both going to mess up, but we're going to learn from our mistakes and do better. We're not perfect, no one is! But you will never fail at being a dad! You are going to be the best dad ever!... You are having a dragon, I can smell him, his scent is strong… But even if you weren't having a dragon, I would still be thrilled and love him just as much because he is my son. Our son being a dragon is just a bonus, not a requirement.” Atticus wiped the tears that flowed from Harris’ eyes. The Dragon King leaned forward and kissed Harris' forehead. When he pulled back he saw the Golden eyes of

"Your mom? She brainwashed me, not just that she wants Kade to suffer at the hands of a filthy dragon!" At this point his was moving closer to the twins and he has to do something before the two two man barely holding their shit together, flip. Burning the weak chains, the metal denatured and freed the man. "HI... We are yet to formally introduced. I am Brandon, the dragon, the father of the fetus you just tried to end and Kade's fated." The monster laughed turning his back on his daughters. "The spine and audacity you have, beast! Your kind should have been wiped out by the weak destroyed many years ago."

“It is time to pass it as a wedding gift to your bride. I don’t have a son Dareon and my human wife died a long time ago. My heart died along with her. No one will use that anymore. As my adopted son and soon to be the next Dragon Lord, that wedding gown rightfully belongs to your bride now.” Dareon’s eyes looked with full gratefulness to the Dragon Lord, who took good care of him like his own son. After giving birth to him, his dragon mother left the Dragon Land without any word, to search for that sorcerer, who impregnated and cheated on her. She never came back thereafter. Dareon’s mother is a dragon and his real father is a sorcerer making him a strong dragon. Being raised and trained by

hell’s angel says, sniffling. “We can. Your DNA came from us, against our will, just as it was pushed into you without your consent,” Tana says, walking up and letting her scales cover her arm. "You come from me and my son." “And you come from me, earth dragon,” my father says. I release them both, stepping back. “Who is he?” the earth dragon says, shifting back to her human form and nodding at me. “That’s Ancalagon. He’s my son and Avani’s,” my mother tells them.

Yosef curiously asked. “Boss said that his father was dealing with Dark Knight’s Shadow and his family one night, then suddenly, there is no news about him after.” “Shadow?” Yosef muttered upon remembering who he is. That’s Black Dragon’s father. D*mn! He thought. “Yes, Shadow. According to Boss, he is one of Dark Knight’s best agents at that time. Boss’ father ambushed him on his own house. After the ambush, only him and his wife were found dead on the house. His children were missing and Boss’ father cannot be found too. Ten years already passed but they didn’t find him or even his dead body. On our term, that means he’s already dead.” Bacchus grimly explains.

< Queseon looked around them then looked at Igris and nodded, he took Igris’s hand in his then guided him through the water. Igris looked at his father as he kicked his legs, moved his hand and glided with his tail. Confused he asked, >What is a dragon?< Queseon smiled back at his son and said, >Technically you are not a dragon because you are a merman too. How do I put this?... Your father is known as a Sun Dragon. Dragons take the form in which you are, four legs, a tail, a scale covered body and the fins standing up on your head all the way to your tail are also an indication of a dragon along with your sharp teeth and nails.<

I opened my eyes again and looked around. Baz was standing in front of me and Jennifer was still holding my hand. I squeezed her hand as she looked at me with big eyes. “We bow in your presence Typhon, father of all dragons and mightiest beast in all of the realms, we request the turning of this human so she may birth strong dragon children with her bonded half, her heart is pure and her intent is honorable,” Baz said. I saw the flickering of a black tail and then the great dragon came forward from the shadows as we all bowed our heads. He had a magnificent aura of power, almost suffocating me and I knew that I stood in the presence of the oldest dragon to ever live.