The Dragon Prince Callum And Rayla の小説・ストーリー

The name suits her perfectly. It feels light and bright in my thoughts. “Aelira,” I repeat. She tilts her head slightly as if testing the sound of my voice when I say it. “You are one of the dragon princes,” she says after a moment. That surprises me. “How do you know that?” “The fae are not as isolated as many believe,” she replies lightly. “News travels.” Her violet eyes flick briefly toward the sky where the faint shimmer of the bridge can be seen even from here.

"Drail? The ceremony is about to start." He stopped on the bottom step, towering over me. The crowd formed a tight circle, eager for the show. The silence was deafening. "There won't be a ceremony, Raya." I blinked, the words not registering. "What? Is it the Council? Did—" "I, Drail Montenegro, future Alpha of the Crescent Elite..." His voice boomed, amplified by his Alpha tone, vibrating through the floorboards. "Reject you, Raya Tyndall, as my mate."

The Commander's voice was calm and triumphant. A sinister shadow materialized behind him, and the two soldiers flanking Caleb were sent hurtling into the crowd of onlookers. The leader staggered aside, revealing my brother with unsettling clarity. A dark, swirling aura emanated from Caleb's figure, his eyes ignited in a fierce crimson glow at the center of intricate black lines spreading across his skin, tracing down his face and neck. Waves of raw power surged from him, palpable in the air, as he took a deliberate step closer to me. He lunged forward with clawed hands towards the commander just before falling to the ground, revealing the man that was standing behind him, a sword hilt held t

Her eyes never left her husband who was leaning against his chair. “We've ruled this kingdom for nine hundred years before Vincent's father took over. And now, his son." Mr Gael started. He pushed to rest his face on his right hand with a long sigh. " I've never set my eyes on a dragon this huge Roseline. That dragon isn't a shifter. It's what we have been looking for for the past generations,” he concluded. Roseline dropped the teacup on the well polished jade tray and raised her head to meet his eyes. "What are you trying to suggest? Coincidence happen–”

Clara was tensed whenever Abby came to her sight line. Abby's confused eyes fell on her right hand fingers, thinking, "What is he? A Demon? What creature is he?" "Dragon!" Sunny exclaimed, looking at Abby's ring. "What? Dragon?" Abby scattered confliction. "That is! Your ring has a dragon logo on it." Sunny dictated, pointing out Abby's ring. Abby's knowledgeable side of the brain concluded with little hesitation, "Is he a dragon?" "Who?" Sunny gave a blank look. Abby spilled an embarrassing smile and shook her head, saying, "Nothing."

“Callum, stop! I love him. You knew that…” Callum’s eyes softened for a moment. He leaned in close, his whisper barely audible. “Don’t worry, princess. I won’t hurt him.” Then, louder, “Now, go!” She didn’t move. With a gesture, two towering vampires dragged her away. The fight was savage. They were evenly matched, their blades leaving gashes across chests and arms. Salem watched, her heart pounding, until she saw it—Hakon’s blade aimed straight for Callum’s heart. She acted without thinking, breaking the rules. Her hands shot out, a chant slipping from her lips, and both men dropped to the floor.

I laughed, “You know me so well. I may need to do that. Let’s finish watching this movie, then I will think about it.” That is when my phone rang. I answered on the first ring without even looking to see who is calling, “Hello?” To my relief, it was Luna Abby, “Hey Princess Chloe, I have Alpha Damien, Gideon Begay, his mate Willow Begay, his brother and second in command, Denali Begay, and his mate, Isla Begay.” I put the phone on speaker and said, “Hello everyone, I am Princess Chloe Bergeron from the Northern Dragon Kingdom, and I have my mate, Prince Aidinth Dash. We’re very happy to meet you all.”

I got on the private lift to our private floors, and Kayda stepped on behind me. "You are definitely playing with fire, Kayda." I growled as the doors shut. "That's the thing, Prince Eoin. I am a fire dragon werewolf hybrid. I like to play with fire, and it doesn't burn me." she retorted as she had the nerve to step closer to me, so now my back was against the lift. I had never yielded for anyone, and here I was yielding for the little dragon. She looked up through her eye lashes at me and dangerously barely ran her finger over the exposed tattoo on my fore arm. I held my breath as the doors opened on the Gamma apartment level, and Kayda moved back slightly towards the door.

“And what have you accomplished on your journey?” She looked up then and said, “I have made an alliance with the dragon king, helped reclaim the Heart of Magic from the King of Beelzanborg, and overthrown an evil dictator.” Nya was proud of everything she’d helped Slate achieve. “Father, King Zar of Frindom, may I present to you King Slate of… the dragons.” “King Slate of Dracu,” he corrected, stepping forward. The two kings greeted one another and exchanged a handshake. “I apologize for your daughter’s lengthy absence. I needed her assistance in reclaiming the Heart of Magic.”

"I've been observing the six princesses and I can say that Princess Alianah possesses wit, agility, and great power among all others. She is the best fit for my prince Hasham. Amira can't fathom the thought of it, hence she speaks, "My apology for interrupting, but you are all aware that Prince Hasham and I share a special feeling. You can't just decide who is best for whom. We—" "Princess Amira," Alpha Rowal cuts her words. "You have heard my words well, I guess. We need to breed as many strong dragons as we can to guarantee victory and I meant two powerful dragons from the sovereigns to lead. Are you in any way stronger than princess Alianah, princess Amira?"