The Dragon Princes Bride Novels & Stories

She gestured for Isabelle to look in the mirror. Isabelle turned, her breath catching in her throat. The dress she wore now was a masterpiece, a vision of pure elegance. The bodice was adorned with delicate beadwork that sparkled in the light, and the skirt flowed gracefully around her, creating a halo of fabric. She looked like a princess from a fairy tale, but the reality of her situation felt more like a nightmare. "You look beautiful, miss," the head maid said softly. "This will be perfect for your wedding day."

Behind him was Seb, he still didn't have a shirt on and he was the one who had been sobbing. Anok's anger at the Bride's stupidy that shined through her actions was obvious, but he knew his place, yet his eyes spoke all about what his mouth couldn't say. Seb's eyes was also filled with relief but not at seeing them, it was at seeing what was behind them. The fallen dragon. His lips broke into a wide smile, a contrast against with his wet ways. "Get down here, Seb! We need to get the Bride out of here before the dragon comes back," Anok said, as he moved this hands around her to help her escape the den, but she was refusing, saying something about him saving the King instead.

Not me,l nothing called rescued was ever in my life. “I heard they were dragons who know how to treat their females satisfactorily. I can't wait to meet one” She added, and that seemed to lift their spirits. “I heard that the prince will be coming to choose a bride this time. He had never shown up for any of the events in the past. I would be more than grateful because I know he would pick me. How excellent would it be to become the wife of the dragon prince!” A girl squealed happily. It was the head of Pack council’s daughter. Up until last year, she was promised to the Alpha’s heir, Orion. No one knows what happened between the two to date.

the king begins. “As you all may have heard, Chieftain Valdis informed me of the dragon horde Betsalel that is threatening to take over the northern lands. Myself, and the Chieftain of the Perilous Horde have concluded that the best way to prove the strength of our alliance is to hold a royal wedding. This wedding does not just show our strength. But a grand celebration such as this will help to calm the people in these troubled times. So tonight, I am here to announce the union of my son prince Geoffrey and the dragon princess Eleonora,” he cheers.

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.

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.

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."

My hair was also a simple bun at the back of my head, with a jewelled clip to hold my veil in place. The bridal gown was pure white and simple. The skirt was flowing with a slight train and the sleeves were lace. Although my father had objected to the ‘unconventional dress’ at first…but he had changed his mind at the last minute when my groom’s father, and by father’s good friend, Mr. Davis, had reminded him that this was the twenty first century and women dressing in lace sleeves was appropriate enough. And yet…Mr. Davis hadn’t thought that arranged marriages should’ve been left behind in the nineteenth century either.

Aidinth and I turned to greet the elder who was officiating the ceremony, Elder Cedric. Elder Cedric said, "We are gathered here today to officially crown Prince Aidinth's mate, Chloe Bergeron, as Princess of the Northern Kingdom of Dragons. Chloe has already endured many trials as well as saved our kingdom from many evils. She has also shown us that she will lead with heart. She built a park for our children to play in. She went above and beyond for a family grieving the loss of their mother and child. She has shown us all that she will do anything it takes for her kingdom and her people." Then he took a chalice and a blade and faced Aidinth. He cut Aidinth's hand a little and dropped a lit

No one uttered a word after that, just staring at the baby then the eggs while trying to digest what they had just heard. What should have been a two-day visit turned to a three-week visit for Dante’s brother and cousin. Word had been sent to the Dragon king of what happened and he had given permission to bless perform two different ceremonies. One was to make the little prince and the king as one of their own then the next was to see through the hatching of the two fiery dragons. By the end of the ceremony, Dante and prince Kia Draco held a mark of the dragon on their shoulder. They were seen as dragons in the dragon kingdom, giving Dante and his son a second home. Flavia was so jealous it