The Last Dragon King Novels & Stories

I smile towards his red eyes after he called himself old. "The King captured me when I tried to take over his kingdom. I've had many other abilities and gifts before, but without my other wing, I'm barely magestical...." His voice turns to sadness. "Who...are you. What's...your name dragon?" I replied telepathically. "A dragon King from the seventh realm, Draconius, but that realm is no more. We separated and I wanted more land, selfishly." "Oh," I replied. Feeling a bit sorry he had lost everything. He's just like me.

The Dragons looked at King Darian and Princess Queenie with respectful gazes. Everyone in the room held their breath. These were the last moments they saw the life of the King and Princess Queenie. The King they loved so much. King Darian has always ruled the people and the kingdom with great affection. They were always at peace under the protection of the King. But from this day on, their lives would change completely. A dragon approached Queenie’s head. His face was right in front of Queenie’s face. His green eyes were so big. Bigger than Queenie’s body. He looked at The Princess and observed.

The throne room spins before my eyes so badly as I am jacked up and dragged towards the doors, my bare feet scraping against the floor. I twist, fight, kick around, but it’s no use. Andessa is disposing me away to die not just anywhere. But in Drakarith. At the hands of Azraelyrs Vasileios, the ruthless Dragon King who rules over dragons. A callous barbarian King rumored and famous for his merciless slaughter of those who dare cross him. My father is dead. Sabrina is dead. And soon, I might be too.

Edward spat out blood once more and wiped his mouth clean, “you really are a dragon.” Alaric smiled. “Oh, I have not introduced myself,” he placed his hand on his chest, an eerie smile hanging on his lips. “I am Alaric, the Dragon King.” Asher was getting up from the ground when he heard the introduction and froze on his way up. He glanced at his father and saw that Edward was shocked too. “I knew that name sounded familiar,” Vertimon said as he appeared with Idrissa, Beruka, and Maleeka, as well as a few of their guards. “Alaric, son of Vasilios and the current king of the dragon world.”

Drake let him do its thing. Drake remained silent when they were in the elevator. He deliberately stood a little behind June, paying close attention to June's back. He didn't see it wrong, there was a sign and it was a sign of hers. There is only one dragon king in modern times in the world and that is Drake. It couldn't be wrong, Drake had slept with her. Of the many women he had slept with, not all brought up signs. Some of the women brought up the dragon mark but Drake just ignored it. However, June was different in Drake's view. After all, June was the only Drake partner he knew at this time. June is the Dragon King's Mate.

Everything was still the same for Drake he was the last heir of the most strongest dragon lineage; he was a smart billionaire and he was strong but most importantly he was immortal. It was not hidden from anyone that dragons have longer life span, longer than any creature but just like any other creature they must die eventually unless they got killed by unfortunate conspiracies first whatever the reason might be they had to die that was the law of nature but Drake contradicted the law by becoming immortal when he sacrificed his powers for her. He lost his healing powers, power to control fire and his throne to became the next dragon king of dragon realm he never rejoice in his powers of imm

He no longer looked merely ancient. He looked primordial. A king from another age. Golden flames erupted across his scales, lighting the entire sky. Every dragon in the clearing bowed. Every single one. Even those who had arrived only moments ago. Elara looked around in confusion. “What are they doing?” The black dragon spoke softly. “They bow before the Last Dragon King.” Silence. She looked back at the sky. The Last Dragon King. Not merely an ancient dragon. A ruler. The ruler. She glanced at Verath.

The Commander's voice was calm and triumphant. A sinister shadow materialized behind him, and the two soldiers flanking Caleb were sent hurtling into the crowd of onlookers. The leader staggered aside, revealing my brother with unsettling clarity. A dark, swirling aura emanated from Caleb's figure, his eyes ignited in a fierce crimson glow at the center of intricate black lines spreading across his skin, tracing down his face and neck. Waves of raw power surged from him, palpable in the air, as he took a deliberate step closer to me. He lunged forward with clawed hands towards the commander just before falling to the ground, revealing the man that was standing behind him, a sword hilt held t

“Uncle Primus…” But my uncle, King Primus Majere, isn’t listening. He’s taken his bipedal form, dressed again as the courtier that the False Queen demanded, his hand tightly wrapped around the neck of a young man with long black hair. As I watch, the man begins to change, his hair flowing and white, his eyes shining silver. It’s Atremi. He’s come to meet us. “YOU BASTARD!!” The Dragon King snarls, his tail whipping around him as he pins another drake to the ground. “You killed my wife! You killed Carnelia, and now you will die with her!”

Pearl Gem After years of sorrow and teeth-gnashing, the gates of Castle Royal opened once again for me as the car drove slowly into the long driveway. The last time I was here, we hadn’t made it this far. Back then, Kade King was only a prince. Now, he is King. A man everyone bows to.