The Dragon Duke's Wife Novels & Stories

Archer seemed overly attentive to Levy, but I didn't want to pry into what was happening between them just yet. "Levy, this is King Darcus of the Dragons, and this is his wife, the Queen of the Dragons, Ella," Archer introduced. Levy looked amused but terrified as she extended her hand to me, and I took it. As Levy extended her hand to Ella, Ella embraced her. "So, I heard about my sister, Alice," Levy said, grief tinting her voice.

“What do you mean?” Alex took a deep breath, gathering his thoughts. “When I was cursed, as a young child, I learned that the council had captured the ice kingdom. They used dark magic to bind the dragons, leaving only their human forms. The leader of the dark witch coven was behind it all, using their power to control the dragons and bend them to her will.” A flicker of anger crossed Jenifer’s face. “We can’t let this happen. The dragons are vital to the balance of our world. Without them, chaos will reign.”

Gazes flying around, silent words being exchanged without their lips making the slightest movement, before their attention all landed on one person. "I did---" Kuftan's words were cut off by Mayti's sharp voice, and the scratching of the chair against the floor as she fell down on her knees, tears in her eyes and her hands pressed flatly on her laps. "It is true. My husband wanted me to poison the Dragon King's bride." "Mayti, what is the me---" he attempted to speak for himself but he was cut short off too soon.

she moved her attention to the other side of the plate, "These are dragons. And this here, what looks like a modest crown…." "Ok, honey, but what this all means? What is it?" Ethan was the first one to voice what everyone thought. Once she was back on the sofa, she spoke: "Roughly? A daughter of the dragon will tame the fire. And I'm pretty sure that fire here is not a literal fire." Everyone took their seats, still not understanding what this was all about. Kate and Richard were staring at Sarah long enough for everyone else to notice, so they looked at Sarah too.

Duke moaned deeply as her pussy swallowed his cock easily. "Oh, we fit so well together, don't we?" She purred and turned towards the camera. A gasp left my lips. I knew her face. It was Thalia. Marcus's widow. His late best friend's wife. The same woman Duke had held in his hands while she cried at her husband's funeral fourteen months ago. "Ride me baby," Duke growled as he gripped her ass hard, lifting her high and bringing her down against his cock. "Yesssss..."

“Elara, no child can tame a dragon. Dragons are rare. Most people never even see one.” Liora crossed her arms and looked at Auren with disdain. “And how old is this child? Why is he so small?” “Elara, even if you are angry with Lucian, you should have raised his child properly. You cannot neglect him like this.” “My son is not Lucian’s child.” I looked at them coldly. “He can ride dragons because his father is Kael Drakon, the Supreme Dragonlord.” “And I am Kael Drakon’s wife.”

She could not force the couple to live separately for a while; even if Regina wanted Hertia to, she would definitely stay where he wife lived. This Grand Duchy was the duke territory, so it was impossible to leave it to just one woman. Even if a woman was a wife, there were many people Hertia had to take care of, and depend on. Terri felt that this was what Duchess was thinking right now, not wanting to be selfish. "Then tell Duke to fire Sira, Duchess! Because she is a bad person here, not fit to be a butler," Terri persuaded, not wanting this incident to happen again.

"Well, yes. That's for a human's perspective. But for us-a noble or a mythical creature as what human history says-it's natural. We can live for millennia and tens and hundreds of it, not aging. We can even enter eternal slumber if we want to. "But that's not always the case. Sometimes, one can enter a force eternal sleep if they committed a crime that is too grave beyond comprehension and the risk being known to the world is high or they took offense to the humankind that we're supposed to take care." -Cassielle Elise D. Dairen, the daughter of the duke, Clyde Estreno D. Dairen. The unknown duchess.

“Lord, how forgetful of you. You caught those bunch after they tried to claim a part of your territory as theirs. Their parents just paid a big ransom for them just a month ago. They’re now free as doves.” “So they’re our friends.” Lucas smiled back. “Yes, Lord Duke. They are f*cking adorable friends that gave us free money.” “The bastards dared to venture deep into my territory without my permission and they’re doing it again.” The duke shook his head as the stupid bunch tried to flirt with the mysterious lady. His gaze sharpened further after seeing that a few were already getting too physical. “Lucas, what should I do?” “Greet them my liege?”

The old man looked up from the table where he sat, finishing his evening meal. "Yes, Oda?" he asked his wife, who stood before him looking distressed. "What is it?" He half rose from his chair. She put out her hand to stop him. "It is nothing to worry about, I don't believe. But when I was scrying earlier I sensed something," she said, her brow creased into a small v. "Well?" he pushed, curious as to what could have worried his usually stoic wife. "A dragon is coming. It is one of our line." He sat down heavily into his chair. It must be the babe that Maeve bore; his grandchild was coming to Scarwood Hold at last.