The Dragon's Mistress Novels & Stories

Victoria widened her big blue eyes , stupidly absorbed every word King Dragon telling her. King Dragon smirked looking, he rose the glass. He shrugged. “I am not having much time to tame her…she’s so greeny in performing some shafts. Though she’s a princess.” He laughed. “Are you sure you will win from other kings to get her engage with you? Becoming one of your pleasure women, the mistresses? She’s going to be crowned someday. Only if you don’t take over this kingdom, Your Majesty…” King Dragon again smirked hearing the question from his eldest toughest mistress. He pulled in her body closer, to take a seat on his lap. He put his grip on her waist.

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.

Doris was clearly sidestepping my question, yet the onlookers seemed to interpret her behavior as an admission of my alleged degradation. Jennifer's voice rose above the murmurs, her arms waving with fervor. "Guys, if we turn a blind eye today, who will stand for us when our time comes? Today, we are the judges of the mistress! For this shameless mistress who wreaks havoc on others' family, we owe it to ourselves to mete out justice!" Encouraged by Jennifer's impassioned words, the students jumped onto their desks, their chant of "Expel the mistress and make it right" echoing through the hall.

Three bedrooms. One of them had been transformed into a gym with a treadmill and a few other workout equipment. Although, judging by how new most of the stuff was, it didn't look like she used the room a lot. The other one had a bed and a mattress. Nothing else. The master bedroom must have been where Natalia spent most of her time. Everything was carefully picked. The bedding included plush throws, knit blankets, and pillows in shades of white, cream, and soft taupe. Floor-to-ceiling drapes in a matching beige shade framed sheer white curtains and a large rug covered the floor.

At this point, she was sure the dragon was in control,but as suddenly as he changed, Drago came back to himself. “He will not hurt you,” he whispered in her ear,”he just wants to enjoy his mate.” “Mmm,” Madchen moaned and all her inhibitions dissipated like a mist into the night. Drago wasted no time as he sat up, and ripped his shirt off, revealing his perfectly toned abs and pecs.He pulled her up with him. They were chest to chest now,Madchen completely absorbed in the bliss that was Drago, her sexy onyx dragon. Suddenly, his lips claimed hers with a fiery passion, demanding entrance to her delicious mouth with his tongue. Madchen Allowed it, letting him lead as he explored her mouth. Soon

He said, "This is my sister, Sophie Vaughn, and this one…" When he introduced me, his voice faltered. Their gazes both landed on me. I clenched my fists tightly to stop myself from crying. Elias' cold voice slowly said, "She's my sister's friend and a student working at my house. She's basically our maid." My heart completely froze. So after six months together, I was just a maid to him. I was someone he could kiss and sleep with, but never publicly show. I swallowed the bitterness, straightened my back, and forced a smile.

Yet tonight, something extraordinarily vile had stirred. My gaze fell on the intricate crystal ball perched on a pedestal beside me, its surface shimmering malevolently. It held the presence of a new dragon. The vision held me in a thrall of dark fascination. Gradually, a figure began to coalesce within its depths—a young woman with blonde hair and features hauntingly familiar. I inhaled sharply. She was the spitting image of Everly.

Gu Mistress was suddenly speechless, unsure how to respond. Looking at herself, she realized she wasn't human anymore. "You've forgotten that you carry the blood of Dragonsland in your veins. Even if you've avenged yourself and become powerful, what can you really do about it?" Kiran's words struck another blow to Gu Mistress's heart. "Amitabha! The sea of bitterness is boundless; turn back to the shore," Master Azura chanted solemnly. Gu Mistress trembled and sank into silence...

She swirled the hilt in her hand, the blade cut through the air around her, while her gaze was focused on the witches who remained motionless. "Suddenly you lost the urge to talk?" she asked, bending her head to the side again. "Before I thought I saw in you so much desire to open those damn mouths to scream, to the point of annoying Vhrax," she said, pointing with her head to the dragon behind her. The beast watched over his mistress and immediately showed his teeth growling, his lips trembling, while copious drool descended from his jaws falling to the ground with a thud.

Secretly, he loved the fact that he could show off the fact that only he got to touch me. “I am certain that she does. I wanted to welcome all of you to Azure. I am Lady Lisbet. We have a special feature for tonight’s festivities, and I believe that you would definitely enjoy it. We have a female dragon,” she stated proudly. I licked my lips even though I wanted to just rip her heart out. A part must be played until I could actually kill her. “My favorite. What kind of dragon is she? Please tell me elemental. They are orgasmic,” I said, groaning.