The Dong Kinger Novels & Stories

The single-eyed black-clothed youngster's gaze turned cold and detached. The young man was Ding Tong, a terrifying genius martial artist who came back again and had unknown power.

Kayson could sense the fluctuation of energy in them, and all of them were grandmaster-level fighters. Upon seeing them, Naomi said, “The older one is a helper that Admiralporium invited from Eastsea. He's very good at formation and magic circles, and his name is Penta-sun Doyen. The remaining two are his bodyguards. It’s said that they have been protecting him for more than twenty years. “The taller one is known as Kai Dixon, while the shorter one is called Terence Tank.” Kayson nodded and walked over to them with Naomi.

asked Catherine because she couldn't hear him clearly . " No.....Nothing ! " said the little dragon boy . ' If I tell her she may run away or stop talking to me . Nobody wants to anger my father . Plus , it's nice to have someone being so kind to me without even knowing that my father is the chancellor . ' thought the little dragon boy . " By the way , we still haven't introduced ourself . What's your name little handsome knight ? " asked Catherine with a smile . " My name is Dylan . What's your name miss fairy ? " said Dylan smiling .

No one said anything for a long time until the female started talking. “First, let me introduce myself. My name is Jade, and I am the mate of Kellan, whom you have already met. I am human, but because I am mated to a Dragon, I am able to live an exceptionally long life. I am over two hundred years old.”

She kissed me then, slow and certain, the kind of kiss that made the world tilt. And I thought, for the first time in years, that maybe forever wasn’t a myth. That night, we cooked together in the villa’s kitchen. Holly chopped vegetables, Dante burned garlic, Santino poured wine like it was strategy. The staff watched from the doorway, smiling, whispering. The Don was laughing. The Don was living. The Don was in love. We ate under the stars, the sea whispering below, the air warm and full of promise. And I thought:

Looking back through his shoulder, he gazed at her until she turned left to the other side of the road and disappeared from his sight. 'Did she said, she loves dragon?' He thought. He waited there for a couple of minutes, her words affected him deeply. Ever since he gained the power of a dragon, he never heard someone say they love dragons. In this present world, dragons are forgotten long ago. A tapping of hand on his shoulder brought him back from his thoughts. He then realized he was standing in the middle of the footpath, lost in the thought of a random girl, who loves dragons. "You good man?" The man who tapped on his shoulder asked.

Everyone fell on their kneels immediately, their heads bowed. Although Belladonna had been a little clumsy about it, she had managed not to draw any attention to herself. "Rise." The Dragon King commanded, his voice was deep and it commanded respect, a sought of authority that couldn't be ignored even if one dared. Indeed, even a flick of his finger resonated power. They rose up to their feet. "Sit." They did. Then the Dragon King started walking towards the Possible Potentials section, the woman who had arrived earlier following after him.

I rifled through my sketchbook, praying he left me alone like everyone else had. "I know you can draw. It's so beautiful. What's that? " he asked pointing at my newest sketch. I shut the book, sliding it out of his reach. I glared at him, not quite used to anyone disturbing me. He met my gaze coolly. " Ah! Where are my manners? " he said. I mumbled, "probably in your half eaten sandwich". He smiled. "Who knew you had a sense of humour? My name is Matthew. L. Henderson." I rolled my eyes, not caring I was sitting next to the mayor's son. He cocked his head, clearly waiting for me to introduce myself like the lady I wasn't.

Sun Jingdong was stunned and quickly said, "I don't know the real name of that person either. I only know that everyone called him Donkey. He's fat and quite white. He's not tall." "Oh, has Donkey got in touch with you recently?" Zhou Tian asked again. "We were still in contact two months ago. I have not sold them in the past few years, but I still have some contacts with Donkey. We have some friendship before." Sun Jingdong said honestly. "Where is Donkey now? Is he from that human trafficking organization?" Zhou Tian asked Sun Jingdong. "Yes, Donkey is a core member of that organization. His home is in a place called Yuexiu Village, but he is often not at home."

Some ladies, too, were already engaged in threesomes, while some were dancing with each other like me while consuming more shots of alcohol; they all looked deadly drunk. "Do you want a candy cane?" The guy I was with whispered to me after arching forward to meet my bent position. I gave him an eye roll, and without a word I continued dancing on him. I heard him mutter something under his breath before I felt a finger sliding into my pussy entrance that was exposed because of the outfit I wore. "Hey!" I jerked and quickly pulled away from him. "What the fuck, man!" I yelled in his face. He gritted his teeth and bared them to me before saying, "What do you mean? Are you forgetting where you a