The Dragon Prince Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

His trust for his prince runs deep and he cannot stand it if anyone disrespects his prince. "Stop right there. I know what happened to you is not right. We are trying to help you here. My prince is trying to help you all. But you dared to disrespect my Prince? The only reason I came here is because my Prince commanded me. He is the person who found out about who you are and what happened to you. You better not dare to disrespect my Prince" he said with anger. He is so angry that his skin became scaly like his dragon skin and his eyes turned red like his dragon. All the souls became curious at his outburst. He was not angry when they injured him or threatened him. But now he is so angry becau

These were dragon clan envoys, here to offer wedding gifts. By now, Prince Horace Montgomery must have regained his power, ready to claim Marina in gratitude. In my previous life, Marina, on a cruel whim, had sent me to the hills to pick flowers for her. There, I stumbled upon a man lying wounded and unconscious. I meant to heal him to sate my serpent urges, but when he woke up, he handed me a relic, revealing himself as the Dragon Prince. He sent word to his clan, declaring me his concubine.

I guess they thought this should be a private conversation. “I…I don’t want to hear this…” Willow walked toward the door. “Willow, stay!” I said. She didn’t listen to me. I moved to follow her. Blaze pushed me back. I growled “Blaze don’t!” Sky begged. “You're used to getting your way, aren’t you Brax? The dragon prince of the mythical lands. Center of all dragon kingdoms.” He hissed. “You even got that little hot ass for a mate.” Blaze continued. I stepped up to Blaze, ready to tear out his throat.

My stupid fucking dress slowed me down, but Katarina gripped my arm, dragging me along with her when I couldn't keep up. My legs whined with exertion, but adrenaline fired through my system. Thane exhilarated me, and my heart pounded with amazement as I stared up at him. He slammed his paws down, purposefully shaking the entire island and clearing the path for us. The Sea Serpent waited for us in the harbor, guards surrounding the ship until Thane flew up into the air, diving deep into the water before reemerging to roar again. No one could believe what they were seeing. A real-life water dragon shaking the very foundation of the kingdom.

It took a while before the two finally stop. “So why was he called the dragon prince, again?” Cicero finally asks again, wanting to know. Shuleng took in a deep breath, suddenly feeling chills down his spine upon remembering the large black knight that fearlessly took down several Aselaysian soldiers during the siege. “It's because the empire’s prince is no man. He’s a monster, a creature of chaos, a dragon pretending to be one of us,” he states.

But they faded to black just as quickly before falling limp in her grasp. The Prince. Again, he had done the same thing, killed the malevolent…whatever they were as easily as if he’d born to do it. She stared at him, ignoring Kai’s repeated tugs on her wrist. “How are you doing that?” she asked aloud. She had to, because she couldn’t communicate through her mind with this dragon the way she could with Netra. And until now, she had assumed it was because this one was still a hatchling, far too young, but that wasn’t it, was it? Because it wasn’t an infant’s mind she sensed past the dark fog inside the Prince’s head, but a walled mind, murky and unresponsive, caked in centuries’ worth of dust

They carried the dragon into the vast sky, and not a single one would be hurt again. The battle was fierce and fierce against the dragon, that's when the dragon crystal that was owned by Prince Kim appeared emitting a light which then Kim summoned his huge dragon. Kim ordered his blue dragon to attack the red dragon. A fierce fight between dragons broke out and drove the four princes away. But Prince Kim who has a blue dragon can't leave his dragon alone, he accompanies this dragon in battle.

Orgasm crashed tsunami, walls clamping vise his length, scream ripped raw as he followed—hot pulse flooding claim visceral, collapsing chest-to-chest thunder-hearts sync. Storm raged unabated outside, but inside bond deepened irrevocable—obsession confessed, submission tasted, philosophies entwined, not clashed. Silk ties loosened post-climax, tender; his fingers tracing the scar above my brow, mirror-soft, obsidian gaze a vulnerable fracture. "Two years waiting. No more games." I twisted free, partial, mahogany palm cupping scarred jaw possessively now, full lips curving half-smirk echo his. "Games just escalated, dragon. You fell first—I decide the rise."

I said. "This fictional narrative goes like this. The Dragons had all stayed together and formed clans. However, some of them became greedy for power, leading them down the wrong path and delving into magic, which disrupted the peace and prosperity of the clans. In the end, only the last surviving King remained, having lost his queen due to the side effects of magic. The King and his only Son were immune to the side effects. The Dragon King was lost in his grief for his queen, without caring for the infant who grew up feeling lonely. One day, the Son discovers a note from his father, apologizing and requesting that he fulfill his final wish." "What is his last wish?" The way Drake told the s

Lisa asked, her irritation clear in her tone. I pushed myself off the window slowly. “It doesn’t matter who they choose. We didn’t come here to choose.” My gaze moved between them, mother was angry and tense, father, quiet but worried and Lisa, frustrated and confused. “This is hell already.” I murmured. "Diana! Don't say that," Mother said, stepping closer to me. "It will be the fourth prince. I am sure of it. He is the only reasonable Dragon prince and he's single. He is the only choice."