The Dragon's Bride Dramione นิยาย & เรื่องราว

The prince who claimed to hate humans kissed the living daylights out of his bride. The priest cleared his throat and then the king stepped forward. "Let the ceremony begin," The king declared as a few maids helped Fiona down the stairs and she hobbled to Adrian before taking Finlay in her arms who immediately hid his face in her neck. She was dazed as she watched the king pass the throne to Draco. He slit his palm with a dagger and takes the oath. "I present to you, king Draco of the Red Moon kingdom," A chorus of his name echoed loud and thunderously in the hall. She felt so intimidated.

Anna admitted as she stepped out of his hug. “So? Would you like to accept it, my dear wife?” Alex teased, pinching her cheek when she still hadn't answered. “Yeees! I will!” She pouted. Anna immediately walked away until she was standing at the same distance she had used while sparring with Diego. “Reaaady... Start!” Julie announced once more. Gold magic energy surrounding Alex's body. Moments later, everyone was amazed when a magnificent two-headed gold dragon appeared in front of them.

Drakon claimed my half-sister as his bride. That left me to marry the third prince, Lysander Veylan. I remembered him well. A gentle, patient man. In my past life, Vania had despised him for being merely a minor prince. She tormented him with every cruel scheme she could devise, and he endured it all with quiet grace. After she bore him a golden hatchling—a child that was not his—he dismissed his entire harem and gave her all his devotion.

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.

When the cold winds of winter blow, the Dragon God is said to make its presence known. “That’s not true,” I tell him, tugging at his hair to tease him. I've been doing it a lot lately. Thalon often becomes frustrated, but he knows he cannot act against me since I am the Dragon God's bride. “Levabonne is watched over by the omnipresent Dragon God everyday.” “You're only saying that 'cause you're the sacrifice.”

And by something it meant a disaster. "There he is." Erin said with a smirk and turned towards me, "You are his soon to be BRIDE." My bride?? Has she gone out of her mind? Dabria is going to kill her with her eyes. But she shocked me the most. As her pink cheeks flushed more and she was looking anywhere but at me. "Erix Drystan, the vampire king of the vampire world. And you're soon to be husband. You are his mate. His chosen mate."

knew that he was right and that she would go to him. "You are..." He could see the realization in her eyes, and it pleased him to no end as he granted her a semblance of a smile and nod. "My name is Lucien Dreven, Alpha of Alphas and King of Werewolves. And you, my sweet- resilient bride will be my Queen and my Luna. We shall rule the Natus Kingdom together soon." And then he was gone just as quickly as he came- leaving her dazed and sure that her life would never be the same again... ***

"This is the ritual of giving a bride to a dragon. It's a dragon, Seren. And you are a werewolf. How can you so willingly make yourself the dragon's bride?" "I'm not the only one who will follow the ritual, Lea." Serenity released Lea's grip from her shoulders, and looked at the two of them with a calm look. "I heard that there are some folk from The Moon Stone Pack who will also be participating in the dragon bride ritual. I won't be alone tomorrow. I just need to follow the path prepared by Alexander and Vienna. I am not afraid." "Seren, this is a dangerous ritual. Have you heard anything about the dragon bride ritual before?" Mia immediately asked.

If anything, his grip tightens just enough to remind her of their unspoken agreement—play along. “I left the city the moment Nico let slip that there might be a wedding to plan,” the woman declares, eyes flicking between the two of them with barely contained excitement. “Tell me it’s true.” Lucian sighs, his voice laced with feigned exasperation. “Giulia—” “Has my grumpy brother finally chosen a bride?” she interrupts, practically vibrating with energy. Aurora swallows, casting a quick glance at Lucian, who, for once, doesn’t rush to answer. She exhales slowly, then offers a careful nod. “Yes, um, we are… getting married.”

he took a deep breath and then exhaled slowly. "Relief? What relief, my lord?" "Never mind that. Do you know the woman who was here last night?" "Woman? What woman, my lord?" Immediately White Cloud imagined Daemon flirting and kissing a beautiful woman. He shook his head and dismissing such inappropriate thoughts. "My lord! You were with a woman last night!? No wonder you're so full of energy!" Damon shot up at that remark. "What are you talking about, Mighell!? Where has your brain gone to!? I meant, last night a woman in black intrude upon my grand hall. She even sat on the grand steps!" Daemon clenched his fists to show his anger.