The Dragon King Book Novels & Stories

I turned to the first page and began to read. The first half of the book was mainly about the day-to-day life of the early days of the kingdoms. Samuel faced an enormous amount of pressure as the eldest son of a power landowner, and yearned for a better future for all. It was only a few pages in that I saw the first mention of dragons.

Edward spat out blood once more and wiped his mouth clean, “you really are a dragon.” Alaric smiled. “Oh, I have not introduced myself,” he placed his hand on his chest, an eerie smile hanging on his lips. “I am Alaric, the Dragon King.” Asher was getting up from the ground when he heard the introduction and froze on his way up. He glanced at his father and saw that Edward was shocked too. “I knew that name sounded familiar,” Vertimon said as he appeared with Idrissa, Beruka, and Maleeka, as well as a few of their guards. “Alaric, son of Vasilios and the current king of the dragon world.”

“T-the dragons… “ “What? “ “The dragon king has come to the territory.” Dragons. Their existence is magical; they have kept their presence well hidden in the human realm. Unlike the other creatures, they are born from nature and are full of innate magic to help them change form as humans. The Dragon King who was born from nature and the Heart of magic has a lifelong history, preventing the extinction of their kin he has been reigning as the one and only Pureblood of the ancient entities. As they left the mansion, several dragons were flying in the sky, different sizes and colors, the dragon king in human form, stepped out of the car together with his most trusted servant. Maynard seeing the

Seraphina decided to put the shoes back in the wardrobe and exited the room barefoot. Seraphina wandered aimlessly for a while, she hoped she would bump into Bethel, Rose or Melanie but, she didn’t know where their rooms were located. The Palace truly was magnificent. Beautiful portraits adorned the walls and there were painted designs on the high ceilings showing the history of the Empire. As Seraphina explored, she found herself in a library. The walls were lined from floor to ceiling with rows upon rows of books, in the centre of the room were leather chaise lounges and armchairs. She walked around the perimeter of the room allowing her hands to trail across the books, she stopped on a bo

“What about it?” “It told me to obey.” Emmy’s stomach tightened. “Obey whom?” Kael looked terrified. “The first king.” Ignisvath went still. “No.” Kael’s voice shook. “It said the Dragon King had returned.” Ignisvath’s face became deadly. “I am the Dragon King.” Kael stared. “No.” Emmy didn’t like that answer. Kael whispered, “The first one.” ⸻ The bell rang again. Every dragon in the castle screamed.

“You are so beautiful, dark dragon,” Madchen reached her arms around his neck, never wavering her gaze. “As are you, Madchen, and I love you,” Drago crashed his lips onto hers, searing her mouth with his passion.Black wings erupted from his back, engulfing Madchen in a cocoon of protection. He didn’t care that he was standing stark naked in front of his gathering family, all he cared about was that Madchen accepted him for what he was, a dragon who had found his mate.

“Look if that were the case, I would go find the dragons and say, this isn’t the sorceress you’re looking for.” Bryan smiles, “You are fighting against an evil emperor.” I pause for a moment and think, “Is the Dragon King evil? You never talk about him, no one does. I heard he got rid of the hunters and most of the vampires. Doesn’t that make him good?” Bryan shrugs, “He killed a lot of my friends. Have you forgotten that they killed your family?”

I said out loud and pushed play. “You like dragons?” He asked watching the movie with me. “I have seen this movie years ago.” I begin, Then I laughed at a memory. “I used to pretend I was a princess in a castle and imagined a beautiful red dragon turning into a handsome prince that would rescue me from a bad knight.” He smiled but didn’t laugh. As I watched him, I noticed something strange about his expression. I frowned at him. “What? What’s wrong?” He pasted a smile which I knew was fake. “Nothing.” He says, “So I take it since you saw dragons as heroes that you like dragons?”

I thought with a scornful look on my face. "I can't wait to control their feeble mind," Kendra, my dragon, said with an excited look. "For making fun of how I looked." This war had started years ago when I first accidentally found a book titled the first dragons. And then someone helped me to know more about the first dragons, and their history. Everything started with that first book. The book was buried deep in the depth of a library, and that was the only print, I had found out later. The fascination became obsession and the obsession became need.

“That's the rumor. I've never seen it myself.” I stepped aside to let another customer in. My feet wouldn't carry me farther. The royal family. I'd found no help in the shops. Now I needed it from people whose gates I'd never even been close enough to touch. Who would let a girl from the slums ask a king to save her mother? A man's shout rose above the traffic. “The Dragon's Claim! Hear the king's proclamation!” People turned toward him. I lifted my head. “The Dragon's Claim is about to begin! His Majesty has promised to grant the winner one wish!”