The Dragon's Bride Dramione Novels & Stories

, I frowned. "Don't you want to know who will be your bride now?", He asked to which I raised my brow. "She is the elder daughter of the Vampire's King, Lenora.", I didn't know why but this news didn't give me any happiness. Lenora was strong and powerful, just like the bride I always wished for but still, my mind was on my human bride who lives in a supernatural world but had no supernatural powers. . . . Andrella's POV . . .

From the balcony, the entire court is watching them. Loras is already with Dracos, making sure the riding equipment is in place for the fourth time today. He steps aside when Omar approaches. "I, Omar Dradarian, descendant of the first dragon king, ask you to obey me!" Omar shouts into the air, his voice powerful and clear. Dracos looks at him for a second before howling to the sky. He lets his huge head down and Omar goes closer. The flame erupts from his mouth and for a second, Astrid's heart stops. Next to her, Loras tenses up too.

She touched one of the dragons and shared a secret smile with him. His family began to filter in. taking their places at the adjoining table. Kingsley was granted a seat next to his mother since he was unwed. The hall had been lavishly decorated with candles and banners of white and gray hung across the rafters. It gave the hall the appearance of being trapped in a snowstorm. Saffron loved it. She knew her dress matched perfectly. More people began to filter in. This was a smaller party than the wedding in a few days' time. Most of the kingdom would be present for that.

“She told me that English men like a woman to bleed on the wedding night, but many lasses don’t, even if they have not been with a man. She told me that lasses put a leach in their channel for a bit a day or two before the wedding to make a weak spot so coupling will shed some blood. I had thought that all the emissary would need was a bloody sheet and mother's trick would provide that for us.” “You deceived the king’s emissary, and therefore the king himself.” “Not as much as you did, Groigair Padraig Alasdair MacInnis.” Padraig scowled at her and grabbed the counterpane, tossing it back to reveal her nakedness. Eliana gasped when grabbed her ankle and tugged her quickly to the edge of the

I watched as Ma Jules threw a smirking Nola one last accusatory look before striding past, the crowd parting around her as though they were being careful not to let the witch touch any part of their bodies. You never knew which one of the spell-weavers had the rot. “Are you okay?” Kalden murmured to the maiden before I could, snatching the words right off my lips as my eyes narrowed at the large hand he placed on the woman's shoulders. “Yeah, thanks,” Nola whispered, our eyes meeting for a moment when she looked up at me with an expression I couldn't place before her green orbs flickered to the man beside me. The medley of chords came through the far end of the great hall as the spastic coup

The young drug baron, Damien, let out a guffaw. "You seem to be growing your territory everday all around southern America don" Lucaino smiled at him. "Oh please do not call me that" Damien waved his hands at Luciano. "Only people who fear me call me Don. Drop the formalities" "Who is this beautiful charming lady by the way?" Damien tilted his head to the side and scrutinised me with his piercing hazel orbs. Luciano craned his neck to me and walked few steps towards me, encircling an arm around my waist. "She is my wife. Mrs Jade Greco"

The orchestra played, accompanying Enola and Damian’s dance, which was the centre of attention for the guests at tonight’s party. Some people were still talking about what had just happened. Tonight was supposed to be Clarine Reginald’s happy night. Still, Enola Spark came with a well-thought-out plan to steal Damian Cassel and this wedding. “As I promised you, you will stand by my side.” Enola looked deeply into Damian’s eyes, her lips curving into a victorious smile as they continued to dance.

"This is impossible!" Lana's voice shifted in pitch as she gazed at the wedding invitation. "You're... really getting married? Cruz! You went ahead and got a marriage license with her without letting me know? And you even altered the name? You... You've gone too far!" Lana's eyes quickly turned red. Tears swirled in her eyes like she was in extreme distress. I was completely speechless, thinking, 'This woman must have graduated from an acting school! It's a pity she didn't become an actress.' '

“From this moment on, you are Lady Elinor Avelaine of Valmere… candidate to become the Demon King’s bride.” Silence followed. And within it, the last shadow of the girl who had once been Lyria… died.

For the first time I notice a faint tinge of red in his eyes. He straightens up, a smile spreading on his thin lips. “That my dear, is High lord Lucien Drakon Vire. King of all the three realms.” I nearly fall off my bed and the doctor rush to steady me. I have heard stories about the high lord, why didn’t it click when everyone kept referring him as royalty. My head spins, a new fear gripping at my chest. The man who saved me, who treated me like I was special, who spoke to me like he was my savior but I know who he is now.