The Dragon Prince Novels & Stories

That's prince Biha, The second prince of the northern dragon empire. If you must know, prince Biha is the most powerful teenager in the northern empire and also the second in all the dragon empires. He is also the fastest rising dragon that has ever approached the sage rank within a year. He's a genius! And this little haggard dragon girl just said that their prince got lost? If their prince got lost then how can they know their way? “ I told you I wasn't lost, that I was waiting for my companions, how did you get the idea that I was lost?” He answered her ridiculous statement.

Her aba Mandel speaks from behind, "You're not ready yet for a fight. We'll find another way, okay?" "There's no other way, aba!" she answers. Adamant, she proceeds to the center and vigorously declares, "I, princess Amira, the youngest of the royal draconian, challenge princess Alianah for a fight to determine the strongest fit for prince Hasham's heart." Princess Alianah, a tall, fine and exquisite draconian of minimal golden scales, stands from her seat and declares with so much pride, "I, princess Alianah the third born of the royal draconian, accept the challenge of princess Amira for a duel to determine the strongest and most deserving for prince Hasham." She doesn't keep her mocking g

Amelia is faced with a dilemma: fight for the young shifters she has come to know and love or flee the kingdoms of the eastern lands in search of a better, mateless, existence where no man can tell her what to do. Staying and fighting would mean returning to Daikon and handing her fate to a man she had long thought dead, her mate. Izzy, Kate and Susanna are forced to continue a fight they thought was long resolved while watching their new friends handle an unwelcome existence. Emilie and Arielle find themselves at the mercy of their mates, and as secrets come to light, they find their new kingdom may not be as welcoming as their mates indicate. As each girl fights through the mysteries that

kill her. She opened her eyes and saw the creature looking back at her. He didn't look angry anymore. Then, the Princess looked down. The dragon's cock was fully erect. She felt an instant fire building inside of her. Somehow she knew that this thick and long appendage was designed for her; it was a primal instinct that had been dormant all of her life. This was her true destiny! Before Anais's astonished eyes, the Princess crawled closer to the dragon and delicately grabbed his cock, like the most cherishable gift she had ever received. She looked at it for a moment and then licked it with a little hesitation; not because she didn't want to do it but because she wanted to do it right. The

"Oh, I'm sure she's doing well. Better than yourself at least, since she didn't need to fight an army at her doorstep. But this crazy dragon is still searching everywhere for her, so, you know, I don't really know where she is." "Don't worry", Nathaniel advised. "That dragon will soon enough shift her focus." The prince laughed helplessly. "Well, I'm afraid that's right. It's not much better for me though. Sadly, you can't use the same tactic as against the army. Or more like you won't. Right?" "I'm not a tyrant. Don't want to be one at least." "And that's good", the prince agreed lightly. "We've got more than enough of them, so let's not drop to their level, alright? Oh, can I take this win

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

he begins, "there was a prince." "Was he handsome?" Alexander asks immediately. "He was... okay. Not particularly handsome. Not particularly brave. Just a regular prince who happened to live in a castle." "Boring," Alexander declares. "Let him finish," Ethan says. Kyle continues. "One day, when the prince was very small—maybe about eight years old—something terrible happened. A dragon came to the kingdom." Madison's hand finds mine. Squeezes. "This dragon was different from the dragons in most stories," Kyle says. "It didn't breathe fire. It didn't guard treasure. It just... took things. Took people. And one day, it took the prince."

"If you free my family, leave them alone, remove all guards from watching them, I'll do whatever it is that the Queen of Luxandra asks of me." If I were any other drake, as soon as I got what I wanted, I'd simply go back on my word, but Eleanora knows how much my honor means to me. I am not just any noble–I’m a dragon prince, and the true heir of the Luxandrian throne. Because of that honor, like many noble dragons, my word is my bond. So I never lie directly.

Not just any dragon. They were dragons too—every one of them born with wings and claws, fire in their lungs. But he was the Warlord. The King they had once feared and followed not because of birthright, but because of power. His wings could darken the sun. His roar had shattered mountain passes. They had called him king not out of respect, but survival. And they had forgotten. Until now. Sera didn’t scream. She just stood there, arms still outstretched, as if her body might shield them from a god.

He replied. “What is that supposed to mean?” I snapped, feeling defensive and angry towards this man. “Ever liked dragons?” He asked, completely ignoring my question. “What has my likings, anything to do with this?!” I raised my voice at the ignorance he gave me. “It has everything to do with it.” He retorted back. “Excuse me?” “You, little human, belong in my realm now. You’re my mate.” He told me, “I am Tristan Slade, Prince of the Dragons.”