The Dragon King's Substitute Bride Novels & Stories

the king commented, and I didn't fail to portray before him. "Adams, she is your bride?" The queen asked Adam, he stood beside me by only nodding his head. This bastard, must he agree to that? Is not that I even like him or want to be with him. "Very well, I must say you've gotten yourself a beautiful dancer as a bride," she said and I smiled. Of course, I know I'm beautiful in fact more than the word beautiful. I'm a seductive art of work. No man who laid their eyes on me would not to fall for me. And that kind of makes me stand out from all my age mates. But I don't know why that stupid dragon didn't choose me for the prince but instead, she went to pick that ugly donkey that is not even u

Although Aurora was sure he was heavy enough to collapse the roof, not even a tile of the roof was misplaced by his delicate claws. "This is Dragon King," Brinn whispered. Aurora nodded. It seemed her plans would have to change slightly. She and Brinn stepped forward to separate themselves from the others. The Dragon King, Ejder, stared at them in cold fury. His mate, the queen, hovered above them in all her glory. Her vermilion scales were alive with fire. The fire burst forth from her mouth into the air with a snarl. Even at a great distance, those on the high walkway could feel the heat. In response, Ejder let his own flame burst forth in a wide upward spray, causing the queen and others

She sighed, “We later realized she was the spoiled mate of the dragon king himself.” Malachi, who had read about dragons in his younger years, raised an eyebrow. It was rare for them to find their mates. Most adult dragon shifters chose one once they got tired of waiting. To think the king found his mate and she died shortly was hard to process even for him. She went on, “King Veryl demanded a replacement after days of discussions with our king.” She shook her head, “By then he had turned our guards into heaps of ash in the borders.”

This is not just a tale of one kingdom, and neither is this a tale of just one man, but it starts off somewhere. And this tale starts off in the heart of Dragonsbane, where the king, Kade Cragore and his queen, Gwyn Cragore Wixx ruled… Every day was usually the same in Dragonsbane, it was always the same boring day, repeating itself every time, but today at least would not be so boring. No, today there would be merriment in the castle, today they would have guests and there would be music, and dancing, and new faces, and today she would no longer be forced to see the world through her window. Today, her sister would be getting married.

The fire softened The bond deepened He leaned closer, almost kissing her. But a sudden pulse of dark magic rippled through the palace. Both of them froze. The warmth shattered. “Elara…” he said. “I felt it.” Another pulse. Stronger. The same presence from the street. “He’s inside the palace,” she whispered. Verath’s expression hardened instantly. The Dragon King had returned, replacing the man who had almost kissed her. “Stay behind me,” he ordered. She shook her head. “Not this time.”

She cried and before she could look up, two women had stood before her. “Excuse me, you're blocking me… can you move a little?” All her effort to get the two women blocking her view to shift was futile as the crowd had become rowdy and everyone was trying to grab what the king was saying. Derrick assured them he was closer to finding Laura and the one that kidnapped her. “My Luna is completely harmless and needs your trust,” he said, “And to further prove the sincerity of our marriage, we shall be going on our honeymoon right after our one week celebration.”

I was not sure I had heard him right. With an angry look in his eyes, he thundered, his fist slamming on the table. "You're getting married to the Prince." He repeated and I gasped. "I'm not supposed to get married to the Prince." I clapped back, with a confused look on my face. "What? You're mateless. You're the perfect fit." He replied and I gasped. "What about Kira? She was betrothed to the Prince. Why me?" I asked. I could not believe I would be a substitute for my sister.

So, I removed his arms around my waist, but he tugged me towards him and firmly held his hand there. "You can ask one of the rogues! They don't know me! I wasn't part of their scheme to attack the wedding! I just came here to announce that I'm still alive and want to take back my position as your bride," she insisted, her voice ringing with a mix of desperation and conviction. "Alright, then," Thomas growled and signaled Beta Caleb to take one of the rogues. He pushes the rogue's head to the ground. The rogue is kneeling in front of us. He was still snarling and tried to harm the King, but to no avail, he was captivated by the beta.

Lyria whispered. Elinor held her gaze. “Only if I decide so.” The world seemed to collapse beneath Lyria’s feet. “I don’t understand…” “You will,” the knight said. “Because your life has just changed.” He stepped closer, his voice firm as he declared: “You are no longer a peasant. You are no longer a nobody.” A final pause. Heavy. Absolute. “From this moment on, you are Lady Elinor Avelaine of Valmere… candidate to become the Demon King’s bride.”

It is not good if he is always the one who gives in. Deianne keeps on walking back and forth inside the bathroom in their bedroom. She had already changed her clothes and removed her make-up. She should have gone downstairs, but her feet couldn't just take her to go out of the bathroom. She is too tense and anxious. When she agreed to be the substitute bride for her twin sister and for her parents, she was aware that the Montañez would eventually demand an heir. But she never thought that it would happen this fast. She thought that she could at least stretch the time to at least a year until Daniella comes back (hopefully, she is found) and Daniella would be the one who would bear the child,