The Dragon King's Bride 12 Novels & Stories

Two big things had happened in the Beast Realm lately. First, the Snake King’s queen ran away, and he lost his mind. He no longer stayed in the Snake Clan. Every day, he wandered through the human world searching for his wife, and he looked exhausted and disheveled. Second, the Dragon King announced that he was getting married. The Dragon King’s marriage was the most important event among the beast clans. Every beast king was waiting to come and offer congratulations and build connections. But soon after the announcement, the Dragon King sent out another notice. The wedding would not be open to the public.

Eros said plainly. -- A crowded market in King’s Harbor Civilians were gathered around an aggressive crier, intrigued by what he had to say. The man stood up high on top of a tall vegetable stall and began announcing to the naive public, “Our black dragon prince has given the authority to protect the dragon capital to his brother. He has eloped with a mysterious woman. You won’t believe who that woman is!” His audience leaned in as more people gathered. “His lover is a mongrel! A crossbreed, born to a dragon and a human!”

He asked, “Where is Nora? I haven’t seen her.” Ivan too scanned his eyes and replied to him, “She is not here. She would be the one who welcomes us first. I wonder where she would be if not here.” ***** On the wait, to enter the throne room, all the brides giggled after a little chat. The blonde hair bride chuckled, “What would we expect to reproduce if we mated with crown prince - egg or baby?” The red hair bride replied, “We might give birth to eggs since this is a dragon kingdom.”

The kind of power I would have if the dragon king worshipped me, I would be unstoppable. Fueled by the desire of my imagination, I lifted Larissa's chin and made her look up to my face. “How do I get pregnant for the dragon king?" I asked. “It is almost impossible, My lady. Many have tried but none has succeeded. Only the true bride of the dragon king can carry a dragon foetus," she responded negatively. “So you mean there have been other brides?" “Yes, all of which were burned to ashes after their conception period exceeded. His Majesty won't hesitate to burn you alive if you fail to meet up to the task." A cold chill went down my spine after hearing her words.

Shock flared in her eyes as she spun to look at Tere. Tere’s lips lifted in a smirk. “Yes, you heard me right, Meryl,” she said as she circled past her and went to stand on the other side. “The dragon king of Galdere, Brishor is one of the most coveted bachelors of the Lore. We all know that Chezzal is his mate and their relationship was long accepted by the people of the kingdom. But the point, my dear, is that the kingdom wants a royal heir, and for that many kingdoms have offered their daughters or sisters to marry him. Yet Brishor rejected all of them and after thousands of years, he has chosen a girl, who they claim is their third mate, to marry?” She tipped her head up and let out an e

Dragons from all around the world comes to celebrate this festival. .......... Ginger and Claire moaned as Allain groped their breasts. Helen was crouched between his legs sucking his cock. He grunted when Hellen licked her way up to his roots. He ducked his head and sucked on Ginger's budding breast while kneading Claire's dry pussy. The women faked moans to not get punished by the dragon King.

The king turned to her and bid her to rest in the rock near the river but before she can go, the king had cast her a spell of binding so that she can't go far from him. Efriyam blinked in surprise when the bride just muttered something under her breath whilst frowning, hitting the king lightly to his arm what he chuckled. She followed to where the bride sat at the rock with her eyes before proceeding into reporting the details to the king when he turned to her seriously. Their serious discussion was cut once in a while when his attention would turned to the laughing woman who got something on her palm. "Hey, GD look!" she called out while showing him a rainbow color rock. "Can I keep thi

"Be a good bride to the prince." I grimaced. "I will never be his bride." We're not sure about that. I'm sure than a hundred percent, Raja. He just wants to play with me. He has no intention of choosing me as his bride to be. I flinched at Raja's laugh. It sounded too beastly. As expected from a dragon. I could imagine him rolling his eyes. "Take care as well, Thiara," I hugged Thiara tight before finally going inside the carriage.

this was her moment. “1438 AE Earldom,” she said with confidence, her voice clear and bright. A hush fell over the room before the lecturer smiled approvingly. “Very correct.” Liana leaned forward, her eyes sparkling. “It was recorded by Monk Alphonso, he's the only true witness to the story.” “Excellent,” the lecturer replied, pleased. “The Raven King was known as one of the most brutal rulers in history, feared for his tyranny and endless executions. It’s said he burned down the world after a great betrayal from his wife and best friend.”

During my late pregnancy, Theron waited on me hand and foot. He even went down to the deep-sea ruins and fought the deadliest Siren King just to get me the legendary Mermaid's Tear pearl necklace. "A gift to welcome our children." He gently put it on me. The pearls glowed with an ocean-blue light, reflecting the bottomless love in his eyes. Back in the Northern Wasteland, Cassius still wouldn't give up. He kept sending magic spirit-birds with voice messages, full of pathetic regret and begging.