The Dragon's Bride Novels & Stories

"I... can tell by their scent, who is my mate, and who becomes my bride." After saying that, the dragon walked straight up the altar. The man looked one by one at the selected brides standing before him now. Almost all the brides bowed their heads deeply, and their bodies trembled with fear. The dragon exhaled roughly. His eyes no longer looked at the brides who were clearly not his mate there. Until finally, the dragon's eyes looked right at Serenity who was standing upright. Serenity completely fulfilled her vow, not to look afraid there.

"That's the known story. The book says something else. That the dragon's king mate can only be someone who shares its blood." "Mate?" "Destined one. Dragons as creatures don't just procreate. They search for their perfect match. When the dragon tamers received the dragon blood, that connection was passed on to them." Astrid is still confused. If dragon kings had destined ones why the harem? She asks Loras that. "As I said. With time, the blood spread around. It got to the point where the king could marry a commoner." "And the lords got angry..." "The harem was the option that satisfied everyone. No queen of a lower class and the king had the possibility to find his mate if he met more women.

His voice was iron. My body swayed. Thoughts clicked into place like shattered shards of a mirror. Not only had the gods returned me to this day. Drakon had returned too. Among dragonkin, bloodline was everything. I was the only trueborn daughter of my house, a rare Gold dragon. From the day I was born, I was destined to marry the Dragon King. At eighteen, I became his wife. But two years passed without a child. Healer after healer examined me. There was nothing wrong with me. That meant the problem was him.

'It will be nearly impossible for you to get your hands on even a single gram of Dragon Gold. Vladimir couldn't hold back his proud grin as he stared at his bride. His Wretchedly gorgeous. Wickedly insane. Irrevocably crafty bride. Just like Vladimir the Dragon King had done the mistake of underestimating her. She was like an invisible reckoning ball. When you realised where she will hit you it would already be too late.

One again, the Dragon Lord emitted his words with such kind of authority that not even the strongest Dragon like Dareon could repudiate. Dareon vow his head with his right hand touching his very heart. “I will wait for you then my Dragon Lord. See you tomorrow.” And Dareon flipped his wings about to fly, but the Dragon Lord called him. The Dragon Lord swayed his right hand and from there a white bridal gown made of lace and silk adorned with shining diamonds, hanging dancing into the air. “It is time to pass it as a wedding gift to your bride. I don’t have a son Dareon and my human wife died a long time ago. My heart died along with her. No one will use that anymore. As my adopted son and so

, she said in a hushed whisper. “Oh”, Dragomir’s eyes widened, “I thought they liked each other…is…is he killing her…oh, he is making love…oh yea…” Raisel looked at him and back at the performers, “I don’t see a thing, lovemaking?, no it doesn’t seem like it, no I don’t see any of that…”, she leaned in closer towards him, "When does the dragon come out?”. The man turned to look at them, distracted by their constant chattering, “Have you not seen the play, The Punishers Bride? It is just now shown through mime and dance…”

"I can understand his fascination with you, though. Has he seen your dragon form?" She stands naked and proud-nothing like a bride. The brides of the dragon realms are raised as virgin sacrifices and sheltered from men until they fulfill their destiny. One special bride becomes the property of a dragon and we covet them through their human lifespan. Once they're in our lair, they seldom remain virgins for long. Dragons are insatiable beasts and men. The sexual aspect of our relationship with brides lasts for years until the bride is too fragile. In the beginning, a bride's modesty is quite difficult to overcome. For many of my brides, impossible. It took years before Calista would run naked

"I vowed to never return to a claiming. The years of loneliness start eating at you. I finally knew I could not stay away. Our brides are not just sexual partners, they're companions. When a bride's body is old and frail, unable to perform sexually, it matters not. Friendship fills all voids and a dragon is satisfied. The terrible part is knowing our time is limited once it reaches that point. I flew to your claiming vowing to never love again. Forgive me, bride, for it is you who will suffer the most. Please. Just... be my friend." How could I not love my dragon?

The same war still bleeds. But now, the battlefield expands. Alliances will shatter. Secrets buried in Vol. 1 will erupt. And the dragon… the dragon is no longer sleeping. What to expect in The Dragon’s Bride: · The warfront widens—faeries, ancient warlocks, and shifting loyalties. · Eleanor’s true lineage unravels. · Perseus’s transformation and what it means for the crown. · Higher stakes, sharper betrayals, and a love story forged in fire and fury.

Blue eyes scanned the crowded arena with sharp intelligence, and small traces of frost spread across the stone beneath her claws. The crowd stared in complete awe. “She’s beautiful,” Maria whispered beside me. She really was. Seraphine carried herself with the same elegance Elizabeth did, and somehow they suited each other perfectly. Even the dragon riders looked proud standing near her. Elizabeth stepped forward toward the dragon confidently and rested one hand against Seraphine’s face. “Easy, girl.” The dragon lowered her head toward her rider, and several nobles immediately started praising the bond between them. One older lord even called it “a perfect symbol of strength and loyalty.”