The Dragon's Mistress Novels & Stories

Again Ivy furrowed her brows, she didn't understand the woman in front of her because she was so mysterious and unpredictable. "So, what do you want?" "I want her to live her life full of sorrow, full of misery, crying and loneliness." In her eyes was visible hatred and anger overflowing. It seemed that something had happened to make her hate Lilyana so much. Ivy actually did not have the heart to hear the woman's wish. Even though she also hated the legitimate wife of his mistress, she didn't want her to suffer. She knows how difficult it is to live life, therefore she wants to work with Chris so that they both get what they want.

The Mistress plodded along as a steady pace with the servant struggling to keep up with her. Along the way there were numerous stops, because at each picturesque overlook Eve wanted to take pictures. Because she looked forward to the breaks and was grateful for any opportunity to rest, Trish enthusiastically modeled for Eve's camera. The Mistress was glad to see that her servant was cheerful about being photographed, not embarrassed and sullen as she had been a few weeks before.

I needed the lords of Arden Retis on my side and hopeful that Leongrad could win my hand and my throne. “A woman’s value lies in her virtue,” she continued. “And no lord is going to want to be cuckolded by a dragon,” she met my eyes as she said it. “Whatever there is between you, you need to end it now so that when these rumours reach the lords’ ears, there is no evidence to give them weight.” Too late for that, I thought wryly. The evidence existed and was not going to go away.

A dozen of shadow knights moved faster with the growls filling the air and sending messages to the ones lurking in the shadows. The fierce shout of battle was covering Avalor, the mountains, the valleys, and the forests. Every single citizen from any kind of race knew that something was about to occur. However, inside the Dukedom of the most powerful dragon of the country, and further inside, within the barriers, the beautiful woman with silver that had caused every ripple, was reading peacefully her books while being enclosed in a small calm bubble. Her master had left her with many duties for being tested when he returned, and she didn't dare to slack off. There were many books of ancient

They had seen the Priestess on the bed of their King and that was a taboo, a sacrilegious thing to witness. "You bring this curse upon us. What is this we are seeing? We have come to inform you that a dreaded dragon has been unleashed on us but now we have seen that it is you our dear King who has brought this terrible disaster upon your own people. You have slept with the Priestess of Dodo Kingdom and now we are vulnerable." The King Maker fell on his kneels and the rest of the officials did the same. The Priestess refused to leave the bed of the King. Suddenly there came the growling of the dragon and that was it; the dragon had found his way to the palace of the King of Dodo and he had co

Rosco spoke slightly unsure what he should believe or not. “That’s because she is a dual dragon.” Drezic spoke almost out mind. If they thought spirit dragons where rare. Duel dragons are even more. It normally happened with the ultra rare dragons. Him and Asrar where lucky to have just one. “She has a regular dragon, probably purple like my mother was and the all powerful gold dragon. The purple one is so she can keep her power protected until she wants to use it. I think it will be the one you will have no problem using the gems power with.”

“Your life is in danger. You think you’re safe just because you’re away from the mansion? You saw Cyndrel yesterday. She looks like a saint, doesn’t she? Those soft smiles, that gentle voice?” He let out a dry, humorless laugh. “Underneath that fake exterior, she is ruthless. She’s a predator who protects what’s hers with blood.” “She wants you dead, Sandra. Not just gone, but erased. She wants David all to herself, and she won’t let a ‘mistress’ with a pregnant belly stand in the way of her perfect family. Whether you like it or not, I’m the only wall between you and whatever she has planned for you.”

“Be my mistress. For, let’s say, a year. You’ll live with me, cater to my needs, and in return, I’ll make sure those men never bother you again. You’ll be safe. Protected.” The words hit me like a slap, igniting a storm of rage and humiliation. My mouth fell open, shock rendering me speechless for a moment. Mistress? Mistress? He thinks he could buy me, like I was some cheap liability to be owned? My hands shook, as I boiled over, drowning out the fear, the exhaustion, everything. “How dare you?” I spat, my voice rising, sharp and venomous. “You think I’m some kind of whore you can just… purchase? Fuck you, Daniel!” I yelled as my chest heaved with the force of my anger. “I’d rather die than

O’er cliff and cave, through mist and gloom, She carries life back to the womb. A phantom swift, a breath, a sigh, The thief who makes the dragons cry. Skylar I jolt awake, disoriented because of the very real dream I was having where a golden dragon was talking to me. I shake my head. Okay, maybe that wasn’t a dream. Maybe that was real. Or was it? “My lady! My lady, you have to get up. The thief stole the egg! King Augustus is furious!” one of my maids says.