Romans & histoires The Dragon Prince

“Andromeda didn’t last the night that day, and that broke Deniz more than anything could have, he vowed that night that he would avenge her, that Prontose’s life would be taken by his hands when the time came, and indeed he did keep his promise, as when he reached eighteen, on the day his mother had died, he went to the ocean and started calling for Prontose, though he had a doubt that the king would be facing him, he still kept calling for him, for hours standing on his feet, yelling as loud as he could until the raging king came out of his hideout and faced his son, accepting the challenge which was thrown in his face, knowing that it was the only way the young man would calm down, though

"It's been a while since I last tamed you. You're getting too brave for my liking and I don't like that, not even a bit," I shivered from his threat. I couldn't move from the spot that I was. My eyes were getting watered with tears. Mason stretched his hand out to touch my face but a different hand stopped me. I turned my head to see it was Hunter who was looking at Mason murderously. "Prince Charming is here to save the day. Ooh, he's not on a fucking horse" Mason mocked. Hunter nodded at me, assuring me everything was fine now. "Move away, Princess, please,"

The dark wings shook in fright. "We have to ask; we have to find her. The Duke is furious." My head tilted, my braids swayed to the left of my head when I approached. They both kneeled my mouth now in a thin line. "Please, don't hurt us," one shook. "We are looking for a girl, purple gown. It is the Duke's, future mate." My dragon didn't like it; he growled out of my mouth. The wind churned the leaves around them, knocking them over on their asses while my dragon snarled once more. Smoke infiltrated their lungs. "Leave," he spoke. "Come again, and you'll be minced meat." Smells of urine wafted in the air, both grabbing hold of each other like hatchlings in a storm. Smoke escaped from my nost

If it thought it was me then. "Who am I and what am I?" I asked. " Danae Ravdylon. Bearer of the Ice Dragon." It managed to sound dry even with its kind of voice. I folded my arms and nodded. "So, you're an ice dragon and I carry you. Fair enough." It flapped its wings again. "I am 'THE' Ice Dragon. The only one. The bearers may expire but I live forever. Only I. For another to be born, I have to expire."

Kian explains to her. “Is that the Dragon that-” He cuts her off with a warning look and that only piques my interest. “The dragon you drew?” I lean forward, resting my elbows on my thighs as I wait for him to answer. “Yes, I once drew a dragon.” “Something that made you give up a treasure… May I see it?” I ask. Fate paired My Wolf Princess to me, but for a father to give up his child, now that intrigues me. Especially since it was clearly not the norm to give your daughters up for the sake of an alliance in this kingdom.

the king of Dreadmoor yelled into the storm worried for his daughter. “Don’t worry dad, no one can hurt my sister with me here” Prince Oscar yelled as he slammed his fists into the ground. The earth split beneath the Dark Knights’ feet, jagged pillars of stone erupting to trap and crush. His dark armour gleamed, his black eyes blazing with controlled rage “Try getting through this, you bastards!” he growled.

Did he just say dragon princess. As in the heir to the dragon throne. As in the next ruler of the dragons. My monster went silent. The silence inside my head did not last long. ‘If a vampire prince gets engaged to the dragon princess’ my monster finally said, ‘slow and heavy, they will be unstoppable for life. Power like that has never existed before. This is basic knowledge. This is the strongest alliance the supernatural world will ever see.’ I felt it then. The weight of it. The way the room itself seemed to shift slightly, like fate had just leaned forward to watch.

‘How had he even known they still existed?’ Killian thought angrily, both Species were heavily protected because humans had hunted them almost to extinction and now they were only in their myths and legends. All Immortals were sworn to protect them at all costs and what was worse these two were clearly only youngsters, when they spotted him both of them came toward him, and the young Dragon spoke, ‘I am Prince Drakon and this is Princess Kassia.’ The little female came forward and bowed to him, she was so delicate and beautiful that it reminded him of Tegan,

It was hard for Lycans and werewolves to stand the heat, but Harper was determined to stay as long as she could to support the King and finally see the boy freed. “It’s melting!” One of the dragon elders announced. Everyone was laser focused on the stone. Sure, enough the stone was melting. Purple started to fade to a beautiful blue. The beautiful colors continued to get bigger and brighter. Only moments after the stone had completely melted, the bright blue light started taking the shape of a child. The child looked to be nearly 40” tall. They all watched in wonder as his features started to appear, and before Harper knew it, she was staring at two big bright blue eyes. Gasps could be heard

Vulcan and Anala, who had just arrived, gasped at the tribute given by Radcliff and Newton to the figure of a young boy who had black hair and red eyes. “It’s him, Vulcan!” shouted Anala while gasping. “I, Draco Black, the last Dragon Prince is willing to take your oath of allegiance, the Fire Salamander-incarnate Radcliff. Let's fight to awaken the dragons and protect Magica from harm,” Draco replied with an aura of majesty and graceful charisma.