The Dragon Prince Book 3 Novels & Stories

********************* Prologue ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Once Upon a time, three best friends, Barwolf, Gerwulf and Zelina, went in search of powers until they arrived at the River of Darkness. There they met one of the Princes of Hell; Belphagor, who offered them powers greater than the Creator but in exchange for Zelina who is a beautiful Dragon Queen. Barwolf and Gerwulf fought and defeated Zelina and offered her to Belphagor and he fulfilled his promises. After they left, Belphagor summoned his remaining four brothers and they rap.ed Zelina for six days and then they throw her into the River of Darkness.

It was me, myself and I. “I am Princess Zisealer of the dragon people and I have recently mated with royal beta Brum.” Look at me trying to cling onto the little title I had, reminding me of what I had lost— a home, family and I felt as if I had lost my dignity too. “We are pleased to have you Princess Zisealer, where is beta Brum?” The king asked, my heart drumming harder, my hands clenched into fists at my sides. It took everything in me not to shake so bad.

And his place had been taken by this greedy and gluttonous creature who wanted everything for himself. He wanted to be the ruler of everything, including herself, Aida. And the more he failed, the more ill-tempered and evil he became. Aida no longer recognized this dragon, and especially after his last demand from her, she felt that her love for him had been lost forever, but this issue would be resolved after the issue with the gem that was much more important to her. "Nice, I'm glad you were waiting for me. But I imagine you do not know what exactly I want to say." She told them and looked at them in earnest.

“The war was much of a concern for both princes at that time, to be disturbed by any jealous behavior or who would be a successor to the throne. After the Lukedonia was destroyed by an eight-headed dragon which was defeated by Dragon prince Oregon, he created Roland with a mindset of unifying the five kingdoms that have been plaques by war. He created Lukedonia with the heart of magic as a source of life, transformation, and protection of his people. His elder brother Agros enthroned as king known as Drakon and the rule for a long time in Lukedonia and then passed the kingship to the next ruler and so on. Drakon became very arrogant and wanted to start a war with beast and humans entered the

Cyryl is rising to mate. **This story will continue in The Dragon Rider: Book Two of The Dragon Thief Trilogy.

He said with each thrust. “Oh, yes only yours. Only you bring me much pleasure.” I add breathlessly. He looks down at me and I can see his dragon as his eyes have turned reptilian. I smile and sigh as the pleasure builds back up. This is my dragon prince. Who says fairytales don’t come true? He reaches a hand down and begins to rub and pinch my clit. My breathing became faster as my orgasm neared. “Oh, babe, I am close,” I said as his thrusts became harder and faster.

Rex, Lacey and Minet all dashed forward towards Telagus, weapons drawn, ready to decide the fate of Hale. Book two, Magnus: Dragon Lord is available now.

I step past him and return to the balcony. Below, the dragons shift restlessly as the wind grows stronger. Storm clouds gather across the horizon. Perfect. Even the sky feels it coming. “She is the bridge,” I continue quietly. “The living key between realms.” The captain swallows. “Yes, my lord.” “And if she stands with Aurelion… then his reign becomes eternal.” Silence. “Which,” I say softly, “is unacceptable.” My gaze drifts toward the distant valley where the first faint glimmers of dragonfire appear against the night sky.

One thousand five hundred years ago, before the Fires of Alira, the great dragon kingdom of Highmire lived in unrest. The king, Sindre, was lost on what should be done. His most trusted advisors and close friends, Sixten and Lochness, found themselves in disagreement. Sindre had never witnessed the two this much at odds with one another.

"She's a Witch!" The moment the gem slipped from my grasp, a sudden void consumed me, the magic dissipating with my relinquished hold. Stepping back from the booth, a profound stillness cloaked me as I observed the crowd converging. Panic etched itself onto the faces of men, women, and children alike. The murmurs of discontent swelled into an angry chorus, echoing through the air. In the distance, the clamor of approaching soldiers added urgency to the unfolding scene. A ripple of anxiety coursed through me as I trembled, gazing one final time at the old woman. "You glowed," she whispered. A mirror hung on a twisted post, and my reflection revealed tendrils of cerulean sparks dancing on my i