The Dragon King Book Novels & Stories

Author's Note: I'd like to give my readers a heads-up: this book is currently being updated and is available under the first part of the series, titled "Dragon King's Human Mate." As this is the third installment in the series, you can now find the entire Dragon Series compiled in one place for a more seamless reading experience. Thank you to everyone for your continued support. For more books and chapter updates, follow me on F******k at Tracy Readrats.

Dust rushed up into the air, as it flapped its wide wings before closing them up to it's sides. It rumbled lowly at that, Belladonna could almost feel the vibration. This was the biggest beast she had ever seen in her entire life, it was even bigger than she had imagined it, adding to her fear. The dragon had two colors, one side of it was silver and the other, blue. It had spikes all over its head, down to its neck. That was when she noticed the man that rode the dragon. The dreaded Dragon King himself. He jumped off the dragon, which was a long way to the ground, landing perfectly on one knee.

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.”

Or so I thought… Liza and I were happily walking on our way home with the things we bought, not until we felt an earthquake. The ground shakes violently and it didn’t stop for 5 minutes. After the earthquake, there, a very huge Serpent on which I measured around 30 feet in length rose from the hole it created on the ground. It released a very loud hiss and the people began screaming. It was so tall and big that it can overshadow five-story building! I was amazed on

She glided lightly over the ground, her magic both elegant and devastating. On the far flank, Oscar, the second son of the King of Dreadmoor — a mountain of a man — slammed his fists into the ground. The earth split beneath the Dark Knights’ feet, jagged pillars of stone erupting to trap and crush. His dark armour gleamed, his black eyes blazing with controlled rage “Try getting through this, you bastards!” he growled.

"Not a mere trinket to sit on a pile of gold. You are the cold dark that puts the stars to sleep. We are two sides of the primordial coin, Elena. Fire and Void." "Keep her name out of your mouth," Killian snarled, stepping between us again, the solar fire on his broadsword roaring back to life, threatening to melt the glass beneath his boots. "Your extinction is overdue." Aurelius finally looked at Killian, his vertical pupils narrowing with ancient contempt. "You hold a crown you do not understand, little wolf," the Dragon King mocked softly. "You think because you killed a cosmic parasite that you rule this earth? I built this earth. The tectonic plates are my cradle. The magma is my blood

Kael Ashveyn is no ordinary dragon king; alpha blood runs through his veins, a legacy from the mother who broke tradition to love a wolf. So when the mate bond drags him to Sable Windmere, a weak, powerless omega from the territories his court despises, his pride refuses to accept her. He humiliates her, ignores her, treats her as beneath him until the bond forces something in him to notice every time she's hurt, every time she's disrespected, every time she flinches. His wolf won't let it go, even as his dragon fights to. Slowly, unwillingly, Kael starts to change. And Sable, who has spent her life believing she deserves nothing, starts to wonder if the king who once discarded her might be

King David recited pretty much what everybody else said, more or less details. I felt Stella relax for a bit, thinking there were no surprises in this prophecy, but when King David continued. “Our prophecy said that our new king will be born from such a woman and that, finally, a dragon will fairly rule above all species.” Stella tensed, and I growled. Is he being serious about having a dragon kid with my fucking mate?

“Some of the dragon lords were shrewd and used other dragons as body doubles to divert risks from themselves. The dragon kings did them one better. They mastered the ability to scatter their essence or spirit and then bond it within the cells of a human individual. I’m guessing when the Fire from Heaven struck, the four dragon kings hid themselves in the blood of certain jōnins, to be then passed down to their descendants. Now in the Time of Man, the jōnin or their child who carries the spirit of a dragon king within them… they should be the one called Dragonkist.” “Oh… my… kami,” Aki mumbled. “How do you know all these?” “Believe it or not, I read about it in a two-hundred-year-old book wri

I said. "This fictional narrative goes like this. The Dragons had all stayed together and formed clans. However, some of them became greedy for power, leading them down the wrong path and delving into magic, which disrupted the peace and prosperity of the clans. In the end, only the last surviving King remained, having lost his queen due to the side effects of magic. The King and his only Son were immune to the side effects. The Dragon King was lost in his grief for his queen, without caring for the infant who grew up feeling lonely. One day, the Son discovers a note from his father, apologizing and requesting that he fulfill his final wish." "What is his last wish?" The way Drake told the s