The Dong Kinger Novels & Stories

Sophia swallowed as she stepped forward. “Who are you?” The dragon, now a man, stared at her with his dragon eyes. “You have no recollection of what happened, do you?” When Sophia didn’t answer, he huffed indignantly. “No wonder,” he sighed. “I am Jarus, King of the Dragonae Kingdom. I am a good friend of Elijah Trueblade… and yours.” ~O~O~O~ “K-King,” Jennifer stuttered. “Relax, Jenny,” Sophia whispered without taking her eyes off the dragon. “He will not harm us.”

Dorin didn’t seem to be affected by this, he simply kept his clear gaze at Xander, a friendly smile on his face. “Yes, as a matter of fact, he is my uncle,” the young prince replied. “He’s a cousin of my father, their fathers are first degree cousins as well.” “I guess it’s true then, that all royalty are related to each other, one way or another...” Dorin said thoughtfully. “So, how is Dagon doing?” Xander asked to change the subject. “I’m a good boy!” Dagon said proudly, raising a small fists to show a red star stamped upon it.

Drake let him do its thing. Drake remained silent when they were in the elevator. He deliberately stood a little behind June, paying close attention to June's back. He didn't see it wrong, there was a sign and it was a sign of hers. There is only one dragon king in modern times in the world and that is Drake. It couldn't be wrong, Drake had slept with her. Of the many women he had slept with, not all brought up signs. Some of the women brought up the dragon mark but Drake just ignored it. However, June was different in Drake's view. After all, June was the only Drake partner he knew at this time. June is the Dragon King's Mate.

he was fuming mad. “S-she's… she’s unconscious, alpha,” Dillon replied. “The poison was rare; it was not just a temporary p-poison,” he added fearfully. Drake’s jaw clenched, and he didn’t mind his sweats. He ran out of the training room as Dillon followed him. When Drake and Dillon met some rouges back at the royal house, they went out of the kingdom. Dillon covered the alpha. “Stay at my back, alpha.” He spoke. “I got these assholes,” he gritted his teeth.

There was not a part of flappy meat on his body. He was the hitman that ranked third on the Hanshus’ hitmen ranking, nicknamed King Kong. Andrius glanced at the giant and said, “Is he your ace?” “Andrius Moonshade, afraid? But it’s too late!” Wayman narrowed his eyes and grinned viciously. “King Kong, this punk here looks down on you.” “Roar!” King Kong released a loud roar. The powerful soundwave could rip one’s eardrums and concuss one’s head. Even the dishes on the table trembled. The soup rippled and splashed all over the table.

It's perfect for me because even with his larger build and greater strength, I'm a worthy opponent in human form. Drakon heads to the center of the room with his back to the egg. I want him as far away from Pepper's son as possible. Drakon's silver eyes give away his intent a second before he charges in low. I leap over him and turn. My foot is up and I land a solid kick to his back which sends him toward Pepper.

If it thought it was me then. "Who am I and what am I?" I asked. " Danae Ravdylon. Bearer of the Ice Dragon." It managed to sound dry even with its kind of voice. I folded my arms and nodded. "So, you're an ice dragon and I carry you. Fair enough." It flapped its wings again. "I am 'THE' Ice Dragon. The only one. The bearers may expire but I live forever. Only I. For another to be born, I have to expire."

Became something older than mountains. Older than dragons. Older than the world itself. “I have had many names.” “Some called me the Endless Wing.” The sea trembled. “Some called me the Dreaming King.” The stars brightened. “Some called me the First Flame.” Every dragon lowered its head. Then his golden eyes softened. “But the name I cherish most…” He spread his enormous wings. The heavens disappeared behind them. ”…is Aurelion.” The First King bowed until his forehead touched the earth.

The rogue king watched with deeply furrowed brows before looking away with an expression of guilt. Huh? What was that about? “Hey. Are you okay?” I barely registered Daren asking me as he tapped my shoulder. “Yeah. Yes. I'm fine.” I squinted, focusing on watching the Tiger king. Aka Khaleokihk. His name was like some foreign tongue twister which I found difficult to pronounce and shortening his name to Kihk like I wanted to, could be considered disrespectful, so I stuck to calling him Tiger King.

Ryker nodded and ordered a few warriors to guide the speechless elders into the dungeons, except one who was left alone with Dolion. He looked smug as he sat confidently, Dolion smirked. "You should be very proud of yourself Mark, you played a great role in weeding out you clansmen misdeed, you should be considered a great man" The elder was starting to shift uncomfortably in his seat, he could sense the underlying sarcasm in the Alpha King's voice. Dolion had released his aura, making the him sweat profusely, his voiced dropped dangerously low. "If only you did it for the Kingdom, but no....you did it to hide you dirtiest secret"