The Dragon King's Substitute Bride Novels & Stories

the king begins. “As you all may have heard, Chieftain Valdis informed me of the dragon horde Betsalel that is threatening to take over the northern lands. Myself, and the Chieftain of the Perilous Horde have concluded that the best way to prove the strength of our alliance is to hold a royal wedding. This wedding does not just show our strength. But a grand celebration such as this will help to calm the people in these troubled times. So tonight, I am here to announce the union of my son prince Geoffrey and the dragon princess Eleonora,” he cheers.

I replied smoothly, nodding in his direction. "You may be correct, Romeo. How lucky I must be." He chuckled and leaned back into his seat, giving the appearance of someone who is at leisure. However, the sharpness of his gaze and the perceptive look behind his eyes gave him away. The Dragon King is not one that is easily deceived, knowing more than he reveals. "Now that Annabelle is due to ascend the throne, we will soon be married, will we not, my dear?" He picked up her hand and kissed her knuckles.

He sat on the opposite sofa of mine, looked up at the ceiling, then back at me. "I believe I should explain why your father is a distant, closed-off, emotionless man," Henry said. He walked over to the bar station in the room and poured a drink for both of us. I took the glass from his grasp and sipped it. "This story begins when your father, Ladon, had just ascended to the throne, and your grandparents were concerned about his inability to find a mate to secure the throne's future. As each day passed, there was still no sign of him finding a suitable partner. So your grandparents hosted a ball that all unmarried women could attend, hoping your father would find his match. It was at this bal

He has not said a word to me since we left Clair De Lune. I don’t reply after that, and we soon reach the fortress of the Dragon King. The moment we land in the courtyard, two men step forward and help me down. He says something in their own tongue, his voice filling the air around us. “What did you say?” I ask, turning to him. ‘I said you are my new bride and to have you ready for the feast tonight. I’ll see you soon, Princess.’ Before I can reply, he soars into the sky, making me shield my face.

When the cold winds of winter blow, the Dragon God is said to make its presence known. “That’s not true,” I tell him, tugging at his hair to tease him. I've been doing it a lot lately. Thalon often becomes frustrated, but he knows he cannot act against me since I am the Dragon God's bride. “Levabonne is watched over by the omnipresent Dragon God everyday.” “You're only saying that 'cause you're the sacrifice.”

The dragon was intensely protective and may do something he shouldn’t if he knew she was in danger. As she watched the battle, she was unaware she was being watched as well. Ri Il was gazing at the beautiful face of the dragon’s bride. Finally, he knew what she looked like and could make his plans to kill her in a brutally cruel way. He instructed Xun Zi to follow them after they had left and discover where they lived. The Purgatory King would finally get what he wanted, and Ri Il would be rewarded with riches beyond his imagination.

The fire flared, casting them in molten gold. His body caged hers. But still, he did not touch. The fire did that for him. It kissed her throat. Slid across her hips. Sank into her skin like it had been waiting. Still, he did not claim her. He didn’t need to. The fire claimed her instead. But the court didn’t understand what they were witnessing. A dragon mating ritual was ancient. Sacred. Rarely performed before witnesses, and never before with a mortal. The fact that she still stood, untouched by the fire—wrapped in it like it was her birthright—made silence fall like a blade.

Annabelle “These are all the documents?” I ask before grabbing the large envelope from the forger. I watch his beady eyes scan me as I open it and examine each one to make sure he isn’t trying to deceive me, but the crook is telling the truth. I sigh in relief. Everything I need to become the Dragon King’s surrogate is here: A new birth certificate, a fake lineage line, and a fake certificate of noble blood to boot- the most important one I need.

Ancient, powerful, glowing with faint silver light. "Who goes first?" Thea asked. "I will." Lyra stepped toward the bridge. Rowan grabbed her arm. "Wait. Let me test it first." "No. If it rejects you, we lose our king. Better to risk the substitute bride." "You're not a substitute anymore." "Then I'm the heir. The one Seraphine wants. If the bridge is going to accept anyone, it should be me." She pulled free gently. "Besides, I have nothing to hide. No deep secrets. Nothing the bridge can use against me."

Josen said before calling one of the guards to him. "Send word out that the king is looking for a beautiful and pure bride. I want twenty beautiful women to choose from, only one shall be my bride. I expect them in the palace tomorrow," the king said before the guard bowed and left. Damien went to his dad and patted his shoulder gently. "That's the spirit dad, I'm sure I would not be worried of you becoming idle and lonely. Send me a photograph of my new mother when you find your queen. "And I wish you all the best son, please visit me often, you have to remember that you are the first prince of Hinnom," Josen said before escorting him out. He had renamed his kingdom from Dragon kingdom.