The Dragon's Betrothed Novels & Stories

“I could easily slice this dragon into pieces, but...I suspect that’s not what you want.” Amber looks confused. “Why?” I repress the urge to sigh. “Because I think the dragon is here for you, Amber.” Her face goes pale. “For me?” she whispers, looking up at me with eyes that are both fearful and confused. “That’s right.” My heart is heavy with the knowledge that I’m about to lose her. “I think he is your fated mate. I’ve been dreading this moment since the day we met.” Amber’s grip on my hand tightens, and I can feel her trembling. “But I’m betrothed to you. I’m going to marry you - surely a fated mate can’t change that, right?”

His words trailed, the unspoken danger hanging like a blade between them. “I understand enough,” she whispered, gripping his hand. “And I trust you to protect me.” He let out a low growl, part warning, part approval. The dragon shifted beneath his skin, wings stretching invisibly, muscles coiling in response to the tension in the air. They spent the next few hours preparing. Elara wove protective wards around the palace, threads of silver intertwining with Verath’s flames, creating barriers that shimmered like liquid fire. The guards moved cautiously, aware of the tension, casting nervous glances at the Dragon King and his companion. Whispers of prophecy and forbidden bonds stirred among the

“In the interest of transparency, Her Majesty has named me to an investigative committee focused solely on this work of magic against us.” “It was an act of magic against the king and the queen,” someone down the table corrects him. “It’s an act against all of us.” Ryan pushes his chair back and stands, casting his gaze around the entire table. “As long as the thralls are experimenting on us in secret with their magic, all of us are at risk.” “The hierophant already advised that this spell had to do with breeding.” The other white dude from our pre-London meeting speaks up. “Our king and queen were put under a binding spell. They were meant, specifically, to be paired.”

He gave him his word he would make sure there king and queen would reunite. “It was so easy. He didn’t even second guess what a stranger was talking about. I mean come on dragons have been keeping there secret for years from them.” Charles chuckled. “All we had to say was the golden dragon was spotted and he was up and gone.” “For a mate he is pathetic.” Narleen smiled. Drezic was on his feet and charging them. His pain long forgotten as the pain in his heart fueled him. However he was no match for Charles as he was once again pinned to the ground.

And suddenly I hated that look on her face. The look of someone carrying another unbearable truth. “What?” I asked quietly. Madam Lavinge turned fully toward me. “The final transfer cannot happen unless one condition is fulfilled.” A terrible feeling rose in my stomach. “What condition?” Her voice lowered almost to a whisper. “The rightful heir must willingly give love to the one carrying the betrayal.” My blood ran cold. Lucian. Julian. The prophecy. The love that will betray. Suddenly Modrach’s words crashed violently back into my mind.

the man said sternly and faced the air staring at nothing in particular. I was a bit confused by what he said; what did he mean by me being betrothed to the man inside who happened to be the ruthless and cruel sex addict king we always heard about, when and how did this happen, and how will such thing happen without my parents informing me? Was all this happening because of the piece of land? Why don't they give me time to work hard and pay them… What the hell am I saying? Where can I get the kind of job that will give me enough money to pay for the land?

He yelled and immediately she dragged Keith into an empty room nearby "Will you keep your voice down before someone hear us?" She hissed and Keith glared at her... "I'm gonna ask this again, what are you doing here?' Keith sneered grabbing her by her wrist. "What do you think? I'm here to get my husband back" she replied sarcastically and he let go of her wrist "That's funny" He growled "Last time I remembered, he is already married to Aurora" Keith rolled his eyes at her remark and grabbed her wrist again "Aurora my foot, I'm here to claim what's rightfully mine"

I said, the calmness in my voice surprised even me. The seer blinked in surprise, but nodded. He placed my hand on the sword and began some ancient chants in their tongue. He then poured ceremonial oil over my hand that was on the blade, and as the final words left his mouth, a flash of silver light appeared around my hand. "By the laws of the realm and the ancient blood pact," the high seer intoned, his voice booming through the chamber. "The bond is forged. Princess Diana Blake of the human Kingdom is now declared the chosen mate and wife to Prince Draven Volk of the Dragon Kingdom. May the Creator guide your union."

I felt it land somewhere behind my ribs, and it only made the heat in me burn hotter instead of cooling it. "You are mine," I said. "Whether you like the sound of it or not." "I'm not a sword hanging on your wall." "No." I moved closer again, and this time she did step back, her shoulders meeting the tall shelf of books behind her. "A sword doesn't wander into rooms with other men and forget who put a roof over its head."

This is what I have been looking for, not for him, but for me. “It’s said that the last dragon was in love with a Lycan, but she used him to get his heart scale to save her fated mate. It broke his heart as she so cruelly ripped the scale from him and ran, leaving him to die alone.” I re-read it again and again to make sense of what it is saying. So the dragon … is Vilkas? He is the one who the Lycan betrayed. That’s why he hates them so much.