Novel & Cerita The Dragons King Bride

"Forgive the abrupt call, Miss Adams. May I sit? There is an urgent matter I must discuss with you." Bewildered, Amy cleared piles of clothing off her sagging couch so Viktor could sit. He took her hands, his piercing eyes meeting hers. "Miss Adams...Amy. Forgive this unlikely request but you are uniquely suited to assist me. I wish you to become my wife and future Queen of Valendria." Amy stared, speechless. There was no way she heard him correctly. "Y-you want ME...to marry YOU?!" Viktor nodded. "I know it is sudden. But Valendria's future depends on it. As my wife, you shall of course want for nothing. Do this for me...and I swear you will have my eternal gratitude."

Eros said plainly. -- A crowded market in King’s Harbor Civilians were gathered around an aggressive crier, intrigued by what he had to say. The man stood up high on top of a tall vegetable stall and began announcing to the naive public, “Our black dragon prince has given the authority to protect the dragon capital to his brother. He has eloped with a mysterious woman. You won’t believe who that woman is!” His audience leaned in as more people gathered. “His lover is a mongrel! A crossbreed, born to a dragon and a human!”

The kind of power I would have if the dragon king worshipped me, I would be unstoppable. Fueled by the desire of my imagination, I lifted Larissa's chin and made her look up to my face. “How do I get pregnant for the dragon king?" I asked. “It is almost impossible, My lady. Many have tried but none has succeeded. Only the true bride of the dragon king can carry a dragon foetus," she responded negatively. “So you mean there have been other brides?" “Yes, all of which were burned to ashes after their conception period exceeded. His Majesty won't hesitate to burn you alive if you fail to meet up to the task." A cold chill went down my spine after hearing her words.

She had never expected to be given a choice. "If you choose to continue this marriage, you'll have to come with me to the Sea Dragon Kingdom. I can't stay here. Robert will handle the affairs on land. The matters of the kingdom are far more important." "Wait... the Sea Dragon Kingdom? What do you mean?" "I'm the prince of the Sea Dragon Clan." Alex paused before continuing. "My father was the Dragon King. Since he's gone, I've become the king now. We maintain a presence in both worlds as a precaution against future threats, ensuring that our people always have a place to seek refuge."

As she approached me sitting on the throne, she flashed her white sparkling teeth at me and spoke, "Greetings, your majesty, King Mikel Diego of Dragunite kingdom. I heard of your request to pick a third mate, and I am here to show you that I have all it takes to keep you warm in bed." Alora blew me kisses with her right hand and carefully approached me, sitting on the throne. She touched my chest seductively, making me freeze by her action. Next, she leaned forward and kissed my left cheek, sending shivers down my spine as I knew Luna was in the grand hall too and seeing all that. Alora stepped backward, swirled around, and flashed me her fully round buttocks. She was a brown-skinned beauti

I said, the calmness in my voice surprised even me. The seer blinked in surprise, but nodded. He placed my hand on the sword and began some ancient chants in their tongue. He then poured ceremonial oil over my hand that was on the blade, and as the final words left his mouth, a flash of silver light appeared around my hand. "By the laws of the realm and the ancient blood pact," the high seer intoned, his voice booming through the chamber. "The bond is forged. Princess Diana Blake of the human Kingdom is now declared the chosen mate and wife to Prince Draven Volk of the Dragon Kingdom. May the Creator guide your union."

"Alpha Aiden, I was thinking if you had changed your mind regarding this wedding party." Sharriah heard a voice said, slowly turning to face the voice, she saw a man with a long red royal robe and a crown rested upon his head, it wasn't hard to decipher that he was the dragon king, Sharriah felt a shudder ran through her, the man spoke with authority and grace. "And who is the beautiful princess we have here." The dragon king said, now focusing his attention on her. Slowly Sharriah bowed down a little to honor him, it wasn't what she was forced to do, giving him honor was what she should do.

I will not give up the lover I have always waited for to a stranger like him. “What do you mean, dragon rider?” Daran hissed, holding back his annoyance. “This girl came with me. As you have heard from the jeverics, she is my bride.” I grinned without letting go of Jonea’s hug. “Why don’t you ask Jonea directly? Who will be her king? A Lycan disguised as a wizard like you or me?” I said coldly and sharply. Jonea looked confused, but she stayed in my arms. Although I felt a difference in her reaction. Jonea didn’t entirely like me hugging her. Was there another side of her heart that was trying to rebel?

Above them, high in the rafters, two young drakes hissed and snapped their leather wings, fighting over a dropped rib bone before settling down into the shadows. I sat at the center of the high dais, placed right beside the King's massive obsidian seat. My silver gown felt thin against the cold mountain draft sweeping through the tall arches, but beneath my collar, General Selene’s dark dragon scale pressed warm against my skin. Beside it, the dragon birthmark over my ribs throbbed with a slow, steady pulse.

"I will do my utmost, Your Majesty." King Theron laughed heartily. "Good! I will wait for your good news." I sighed softly. Examine the healthy one. Ignore the sick one. I would wait and see where their pure golden dragon came from. The King left. Lysander and I turned to go, but Drakon blocked our path. "You truly thought bringing a healer here would embarrass me?" he sneered. "Seraphina, you are as despicable as ever." I smiled calmly. The Crown Prince of the dragon realm cannot father children. Is that not a joke?