The Dragon's Bride Novels & Stories

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.

I said. She turned and looked at Laiken again. “I’ve already learned a lot about what I DON’T know about dragons. But I know there is much, much more for me to learn. My father and brother were fools. They didn’t care to learn or understand what it means to be a dragon rider. They only wanted the power that came with it. I never intended to be a dragon rider, nor did I ever consider that I’d be mated to a dragon. I’m not sure how I created a mate bond, and I don’t know how I feel about Laiken submitting to me, knowing what he’s told me it means for him. I hate that he would give up his freewill to be my dragon,” she said.

I shivered as Draken's overheated body pressed flush against mine, and a deep, comforted moan escaped his lips. Face flushed, I froze and nervously braced myself, expecting him to take the final step. But all he did was cling to me, nuzzling and not making a single move. That was when it struck me that he had no idea what he was doing at all! My heart leaped. Just as I was going to guide Draken through every step, he let out a startled cry and shifted into a golden dragon. His massive dragon form filled the bridal chamber as he hovered wildly in the air. With a crash, the glass shattered before he hurled himself through the window and darted out in a panicked escape.

"Be a good bride to the prince." I grimaced. "I will never be his bride." We're not sure about that. I'm sure than a hundred percent, Raja. He just wants to play with me. He has no intention of choosing me as his bride to be. I flinched at Raja's laugh. It sounded too beastly. As expected from a dragon. I could imagine him rolling his eyes. "Take care as well, Thiara," I hugged Thiara tight before finally going inside the carriage.

I spoke underneath my breath. "Luciano please do not make a fuss. You know the situation of things at hand. La sposa non sembra accettare." My mother retorted back. "The bride should not even be given a choice to accept or not!" I frothed on the inside, the mere thought of all this getting me so livid.

She replied with a chuckle unknowingly getting comfortable with him. "So... We're getting married. You'll be the duchess of Kerstone while I'll be your husband. The Duke of Kerstone." 'Again, get off your high horse!' she thought and then immediately fixed her face to feign ignorance. "You're the Duke of Kerstone?" She asked pointing at him and he nodded with a square shoulder. "Great. And might I ask, why did you come all the way from Kerstone just to get a wife?" "Because you were there." He replied mysteriously and she raised a brow.

I hope, like the last three times he went out, that he comes home without an egg. There are six colors of dragons – the rarest are the golden queens. They are the most powerful of all dragons. Their mates are primarily the formidable silver dragons, known for their speed, agility, and power. But there are also bronze dragons, always males, who, in rare instances, are strong enough to mate with a queen. Then there are green dragons who are also male and red and blue dragons, which are always females, and usually mate with green or bronze dragons. I hate the practice of hunting dragon eggs. Dragon riders are rare, exceptionally rare. However, those who become dragon riders have the power and s

"Breaking news! Bride loses her mind at billionaire wedding!" "Guess she wasn't meant for the high life. So close to marrying into money, and she snaps." Below the stage, guests in tailored suits crowded together. Some pulled out hidden cameras and started snapping photos nonstop, while others crouched in corners, clutching their heads and whispering prayers. All because, while Malcom Blair and I were exchanging vows just moments ago, I slapped him across the face, then dragged over a filthy man from the entrance who looked like a homeless drifter and kissed him in front of everyone.

“On the next blood red moon, which also happens to be a full lunar eclipse, my son will be married.” A ripple of excitement swept through the demonesses. Lily’s eyes widened with triumph. She lifted her chin, already imagining the crown on her head. She moved closer to Damon, her smile radiant. “I knew it,” she whispered. “I knew you would choose me.” The Queen’s expression did not change. “Damon will leave to meet the blood bride.” Silence fell. Lily’s smile froze. Her face drained of color. The court murmured in shock. She knew what the blood bride means, and she knew she was not the one choosen. Damon stepped forward, his voice sharp.