روايات وقصص ضمن The Dragon Prince And His Mate

"Your sister, is the legend of the golden dragon. We are the offspring of white dragons. We are created to serve the royal family, and for the strength of our devotion to the family. The gods honored us. Every period a legend is born from our tribe. It is called the mate girl. She is the mate of the golden dragon, the most powerful creature in this whole world, even the rulers The Seven of All Kingdoms, they will not be able to stand up to him.” She said, looking at her daughter proudly, Alpheus furrowing his eyebrows angrily, as he says “This is why the crown prince was always attached to my sister.” His mother smiled tenderly, lovingly kissing his forehead "He is her mate. They only meet e

Avani prompts me. I muster my courage and look at him. “Are you disappointed?” I watch as he frowns. “Disappointed?” “Yeah.” I gesture at my body. “That I’m your mate and that you’re not mated to another dragon.” He comes over to me, crouching in front of me, cupping my face in both of his hands and forcing me to look at him. “I’m mated to an elven princess, and you think I’m disappointed? I mean, I know I’m arrogant, but that’s beyond arrogant.”

At the Kingdom of Gold Valley, the Lycan Wedding of the Master Dragon and the First Lycan Princess already ended and two hearts that understand, accept, and love each other started to relish the magic of joy and peace in their hearts. “I love you wife; I never thought that I could be as happy as this. As a Dragon, I was born to fight and never to be conquered by love; but you conquered me; my love for you conquered my frigid warrior heart” Dareon said in a whispering manner as he moved closer to her in their soft, king-size bed. The Lycan Princess smiled as she caressed his face. “I love you more my warrior dragon, my mate, my love.” She then showered his face with little kisses until her li

He purred in happiness and looked me over. "Never become Mushu's marked. Dragon's mates- aren't like other's mates. Dragon's mates are the ones that go into heat and want the dragon they're mated to. You've got to promise me you'll never let him mark you again." I blushed and nodded, bringing him close.

He is as powerful as he is handsome. Dragons can choose their mates. The whole female dragon population is vying for his attention. But he fancied no one till date. They are too scared to approach him themselves. Unlike Werewolves, vampires, and humans If a Dragon loses his or her virginity to anyone, then they will become their destined mate. Either by mistake or not. It's the same for both males and females. They cannot become sexually active with anyone else until their mate is dead. Drake Hamilton looked around the big banquet, which is decorated with expensive and rare flowers. If it's not for his father, he wouldn't have agreed to this meaningless party hosted by his stepmother on the

“You are so beautiful, dark dragon,” Madchen reached her arms around his neck, never wavering her gaze. “As are you, Madchen, and I love you,” Drago crashed his lips onto hers, searing her mouth with his passion.Black wings erupted from his back, engulfing Madchen in a cocoon of protection. He didn’t care that he was standing stark naked in front of his gathering family, all he cared about was that Madchen accepted him for what he was, a dragon who had found his mate.

"Yes. The tattoo simply means you are mated to a dragonoid. Dragonoids are one of the rare creatures of fire, born with limited access to heat. Only their kings have the power to shift into a real dragon. I'm sure you know Ace, he is one of them; one of the strongest to say the least. They don't usually have mates, they simply fall in love and get married or just get married without love. But when the dragon of their fire marks a mate out for them—" "Dragon?" "Each of them has their inner dragon, the one living inside them and connecting them to the eternal flame. Now, that dragon can sometimes pick a mate for them on very rare occasions. It barely happens but it does, especially to royal he

he begins, "there was a prince." "Was he handsome?" Alexander asks immediately. "He was... okay. Not particularly handsome. Not particularly brave. Just a regular prince who happened to live in a castle." "Boring," Alexander declares. "Let him finish," Ethan says. Kyle continues. "One day, when the prince was very small—maybe about eight years old—something terrible happened. A dragon came to the kingdom." Madison's hand finds mine. Squeezes. "This dragon was different from the dragons in most stories," Kyle says. "It didn't breathe fire. It didn't guard treasure. It just... took things. Took people. And one day, it took the prince."

At this moment, I should be scoffing at how ridiculous this all sounds, but there was far too much weird shit that had happened that can't be labelled as a coincidence or a lie. "Is this something all mythical creatures have?" I asked. "Not all, sweetheart, but some have a similar concept; for example, the type of marks on our arms is reserved for only those paired with a werewolf. Elfgons have coloured patterns on their dragon scales which match their paired mate's. Something I might gain in my fur when your seal has been removed," he said with an excited grin and took my chin between his thumb and index finger, making me look up at him.

“Hey... what about the rumors? The ones about your primal rage? They say you tore your last bride to pieces.” Cael’s lips twitched into a dangerous, dark smirk. He leaned down, his hot breath brushing against my ear as his strong hands locked around my waist. “Why don’t you find out for yourself, my Queen?” Epilogue A few months later, the royal mages confirmed the news—I was pregnant with the true heir to the Dragon Kingdom.