The Dragon Prince Fanfiction Novels & Stories

The beautiful prince had golden orbs that mimics the sun, so enchanting and mesmerizing and his birth had called together the top rank clans, making his mother give him the name, Alaric —Ruler of all—. Prince Alaric grew up to follow his name. With his long, white hair, beautiful golden eyes, he was respected wherever he stepped foot and when his dragon scales appeared, they were golden that the sun reflects on them. Not only was he a handsome being, he was the strongest of all. Already stronger than his father and without the dragon king’s fire. On his two thousandth birthday as per the rule of their clan, he was crowned the Dragon king, and therefore, inherited the Dragon king’s blazing fi

Nora slapped her, “Do you think I am deaf? I heard her (she gritted her teeth) does she mean, she and Dev, dungeon girl and Dev mated?” Indigo replied while rubbing her cheeks with a shrunken face, “If not they mated, why would our crown prince rip her clothes off? For not just to see her naked body I hope.” Nora breathed fire and her chest heaved in rapid inhale and exhales. Indigo added some logic to her words just to cool Nora before she could make any drastic move, “But my lady, if they mated, then as prophecy, the spirit of dragon would be made the flames shower. Our crown prince’s dragon is white and blue. So it would shower blue or white flames. Nothing happened ever like that.”

Kat separated from me, stuck her forehead on mine and looked me in the eyes. 'I swear to you that I will never see you again as a maid in trouble,' he said to me. I laughed. "It is supposed to be you, and I, the prince in his brilliant armor, who will fight with dragons for you," I replied. She refused with her head and then came down from my waist, taking off my pants. 'With us the story changed, for it was I who fought with these dragons,' said he. I sat back on the edge of the bed.

She looked back at me with those dark eyes that had never once in nineteen years pretended not to see something they were seeing. "Mate bonds," I said carefully, "in dragon culture they are not chosen. They are recognized. The dragon part of a person identifies their counterpart and it is" I paused. "It is not a feeling exactly. It is more like a fact. Something that simply is, regardless of whether either person is ready for it or wants it." Lyra was quiet. "And Drex," she said. "His dragon has recognized" "Yes," I said. She looked at the window. "He is two hundred and thirty years old," she said.

The dragon beneath him stirred, muscles tightening, wings pressing invisibly, reacting to the intimacy of their bond. Her hands moved to his shoulders, then tangled in his hair, drawing him closer. Every inch of her ached with desire, but fear of losing control held her for only a heartbeat. Verath’s lips trailed down her neck, brushing over sensitive skin, igniting fire that spread through her veins. She shivered, leaning into him instinctively, feeling the bond surge with every pulse of their combined magic. “You’re mine,” he whispered, voice rough and possessive, amber eyes glowing as he pressed against her fully. The dragon thrummed beneath him, responding to the desire, flaring warmth a

Sophia sits beside me. After all the students settle in class, Mrs. Spoonbowl give us another piece of news. I knew about it for Sophia told me, already. Mrs. Spoonbowl goes to get the new student. "This is our new student a dragon shifter, prince Draca Scalker." He was very attractive, tall, and well-built. He had blond hair and golden eyes that seems like they were glowing. His clothes were dark, like ashes, and appears to be made from scales.

However he chooses to remain quiet and to continue hiding his face from me. “You like your coffee black. Every time you use an item it has to put away right after. Your human eyes are gold just like that of your dragon” I tell him. He slowly lifts his head as he looks at me. Seeing that I have his attention I continue. “ I choose a beautiful name for your dragon who is my beloved. I’ve rode him in the sky and watched your transformation” when I admit to the last tidbit I watch as his color fades.

I see why I liked dragon dildos," She joked, and we laughed, remembering why she was committed. Now she had a mate she could fuck in the sky once she got a hand on the flying part. All the thrill she has ever wanted in a bundle of hot gorgeous masculine flesh. "Why are you calling yourself a prince?" I asked the guy, and he smiled. "There are five princes in the dragon world. We are more like pillars. The kings are the heart of the world. Their fire is needed to sustain life. As long as they have not ascended, The five princes keep our world functioning for a limited time. If the kings fail to ascend, the order is lost, and our world would be destroyed, forcing a merger between our Reghan an

The ice in my very veins melted as he grew even taller than he normally was and more muscular,ripping Zephyros's tunic in the process. I staggered backwards and tripped on a branch. I fell backwards on my rump and even the sting was not enough to take my eyes off him. He exhaled and the nearest tree turned to ash immediately. i scrambled backwards on impulse and the branch i had tripped on got caught in his web. He opened his eyes and twin pools of fire peered down at me. I didn't need Luna to tell me i was not looking at Zephyros anymore...no. Not entirely. What stared back at me was the Fire Dragon.

He has a wife namely Queen Vaasa and their son who hatched from its egg for eleven months and he called him Danym, their little prince. "What do we do? Astra called us to fight against humans!" Vaasa hissed while guarding her baby black whelps. Even baby dragons understand what's happening around them. Some were born gifted with magic and remarkable abilities. Danym, the prince has that. King Dhargothoth sighs spilling bile from his rotting like veggies mouth. " l know. I heard the Heart of Magic was stolen from her care and she suspected humans stole it. Now, all of us are in danger!" He replied to his queen.