The Dragon's Bride Novels & Stories

Lady Briseis retorted. “Are you sure it was her?” Lord Stevano asked, his voice laced with panic. “Well she has the same eyes, one blue and one purple, and she bares the dragon mark, she definitely has the ferocity of a dragon,” Lady Briseis gently touched her cheek where Seraphina had slapped her earlier. Lord Stevano was visibly flustered. “We can’t kill her now, if she is the dragon, it will be impossible. You, you daughter, you need to use the Prince to get to her!” “And how, pray tell father am I to do that? She is his fated lover, he wouldn’t even look at me earlier,” Lady Briseis spat her words.

And at the end of the day, when all was said and done, she again became, The Blood King's Bride. THE END.

His most trusted men had turned against him and he hadn't seen it coming; he should have known but his attention had been stolen by another matter altogether. Zarek had dreamed of his mate. He had made a connection with her and knew she was near his territory. Dragons could feel their life mate when he/she came near them and had vivid dreams of that person. Her face was always blurred but he could make out her body, a body that attracted his attention. She was a mere five foot three but was built lean with all the right curves in all the right places. Her hips were made to bear children and her body was womanly, sensual and ripe.

The old man looked up from the table where he sat, finishing his evening meal. "Yes, Oda?" he asked his wife, who stood before him looking distressed. "What is it?" He half rose from his chair. She put out her hand to stop him. "It is nothing to worry about, I don't believe. But when I was scrying earlier I sensed something," she said, her brow creased into a small v. "Well?" he pushed, curious as to what could have worried his usually stoic wife. "A dragon is coming. It is one of our line." He sat down heavily into his chair. It must be the babe that Maeve bore; his grandchild was coming to Scarwood Hold at last.

His eyes locked on mine so intensely that a delightful shudder ran through my body. "The wish is to meet the promised bride and only marry her if he believes she is the one for him. It's the Dragon King's wish." "So the Son follows the Dragon King's command," I said, intrigued. "Yes, the son did as his father requested of him and uncovered the location of the promised bride. When the son meets the promised bride, he immediately falls in love with her." "Does that make her a dragon?" I inquired, curiosity piqued. "I haven't figured that part out yet, but I can say she is someone special and a strong woman who complements him and stands strong against all odds," Drake said with pride.

Fear again. She observed once again that she was in the dungeon with a dragon below and an angry king next to her, a king that had magic, one that she didn't even know if he was human or not. She wasn't at her safest here. "Speak," He said, when he got in front of her. "Do not be afraid of me, my Bride." He brushed his hand over her hair, tucking a strand of her curly hair behind her ear. "What does the Bride Thief really do? What does he have to do with any of these?"

bounced up and down on his cock, not too fast, not too slow. Her plan was to gratify the dragon until she couldn't move from sheer exhaustion. And she was indeed getting tired, satisfied but tired. Maya suspected that the next orgasm was going to be the last of the night and she wanted to make it count. Every time I cum, it feels like he gets a little deeper inside of me. I wish I could keep climaxing forever. This time, the dragon climaxed first, again stuffing her with sperm. Maya, felt him erupt inside of her, and she did the same. They shuddered together; he did it for a brief moment, she, almost to the brink of madness. At last, they finally fell asleep. Maya was still on top of the dr

The golden light grew brighter and brighter so that Astrid blocked her eyes with her palms. When Astrid put her hand away, a dazzling golden-eyed dragon flew with a shining golden body flying above the sky. His figure was very majestic and magnificent, making creatures on the land kneeled and made prostrations. Astrid saw the golden dragon landed right in front of her and transformed into Draco with blonde hair and golden eyes smiling at Astrid, then gently kissed her lips.

Those words sealed her fate. The Dragon Elders in the front rows stiffened, fury flashing in their eyes. To the dragons, consuming the Hellfire Brew was the ultimate symbol of loyalty and submission. For a bride to swallow the flame meant she was willing to burn herself to ash for the glory of the clan. Clara’s public rejection was a direct slap to their collective faces. Whispers immediately broke out among the dragon nobility. They openly murmured about the new bride's utter lack of decorum, instantly questioning Kail’s judgment in choosing her.

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