The Dragon King's Substitute Bride Novels & Stories

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.

“Don't tell me you're chickening out?” I parted my lips to speak, but I'd barely gotten any more words out before she turned to the crowd again. “Our king's bride doesn't want to drink.” She let out in faux sadness, and I watched everyone's attention snap towards her immediately. “That's a little sad don't you think?” “How do we know she's one of us then?” A gruff biker from behind hissed. “we need to be sure she's in our side. So drink up, princess.”

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.”

“When the time comes, we shall let Alpha Blake take the fall for us.” Alpha Gregory's head tilted back. “Alpha Dante,” he called, “I get that Blake let his anger get ahead of him but still this is not right.” Alpha Dante laughed. “You fool. You will chew your words if only you could see through the tricks of that cunning fellow.” Alpha Gregory leaned forward curious. “Tricks? What tricks?” “I didn't plan on telling you yet but I see you are still blindfolded by Blake's deception. The Lycan King bride? Doesn't she look familiar to you?”

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,