The Last Dragon Princess Novels & Stories

She kept dialing Elena’s number again, and again, and again, standing in that heavy, freezing snow. She actually didn’t remember how long she had been standing there or how many times she had tried to contact Elena. When the lower-battery alert popped out on her screen, she finally stopped. The deceived dragon princess didn’t scream or curse. She just clutched the phone and then stuffed it back into her pocket, and then started walking back home. She knew she had lost this war, but she wouldn’t admit it. She was Princess Lennie, the woman who would be one of the greatest dragon leaders in history. She would never admit that she had lost to anyone.

But water washes earth away. “You see, you never realized just how powerful my dragon is,” he says, as the king yells for his guards. I pull the wave of water up against the door and then against the walls and windows, leaving no possible place for the elves to enter. “Nylion, stop this. I will give you what you want,” the princess says. “I know, princess. I know you will. I will have my kingdom. I will have my crown. I will have my mate. And I will have my dragon,” he says, watching the two men as they fight against my water.

They knew that the princess was here to bring them hope. 'It says here that the emperor brutally killed Dragonking after being defeated, but the princess used some sort of power that would allow him to be reincarnated. She even prophesied that Dragonking would return to Enigma City after a thousand and two hundred years to kill the Gost emperor.' That was where the images ended. Adrian fell into silent contemplation. This means what he saw last night was the princess coming up with a way to defeat the Gost emperor. “A thousand and two hundred years…” Adrian mumbled. He then suddenly staggered backward in shock. That was the exact number of years it had been since Gostia was destroyed. Could

I will need to be their family now. "Shh, Niblings. Auntie will tell you a story," I promise with a wide-open smile. It will be hours until we make it back home, a long trip for such little hearts. "Once upon a time, there was a strong dragon prince. He lived high on a mountain overlooking the sea. He didn't believe in love, until one day, a beautiful woman was given to him as a sacrifice..."

My value lay in my connection to Mathhian, and my inheritance, and it was very unlikely that I would have either, now. “There’s not much place for a princess who doesn’t have a home or allegiance to offer a prince,” I admitted. “I don’t suppose the dragon would consider relocating to an abandoned castle somewhere, from whence I could be rescued. A prince might overlook my lack of connections for the thrill of the rescue.” He shifted on the throne and his expression was uneasy. He was hiding something. “There… is a dragon, isn’t there, Aurien?” I asked him, in concern. “Yes, there is a dragon,” he replied.

"Territorial disputes tend to get... heated... where fire dragons are concerned." "That was a misunderstanding," Kai said cheerfully, though his gaze was fixed on Maya with unsettling intensity. "And she wasn't nearly as magnificent as our light dragon here." He gestured at Maya's glowing form. "Look at her, gentlemen. She's practically molten gold." The remaining men filed into the chamber—an ice dragon with platinum hair and frost gathering at his fingertips, a storm dragon whose silver eyes cracked with barely contained lightning, an earth dragon built like a mountain with skin that seemed to shift between human flesh and living stone, and finally, at the rear, something that made Maya's

Hundreds of normal dragons cannot compare to one dragon from the God Beast bloodline; these dragons are royalty among their kind. In Elizabeth's office… "Are you Elena's famillier?" Elizabeth questioned Sapphire who was sitting on the couch opposite her. "You know my master?" Sapphire asked surprisedly and thought, "Then why did not master want to reveal her identity?". Getting her answer Elizabeth turned to Allen standing at her side and said "Call Elle and Alisha". Allen said "Yes my dear queen" as he left. On the other side… "God I never thought I would have an opportunity to see a dragon from the God Beast Clan in real" Lilly spoke like an excited fan girl.

It broke the belief that dragons alone were meant to rule. And now, these soft-blooded fools breed with humans and call it survival. I close my eyes and feel the seam again. There. A faint harmonic ripple. Someone touched the barrier. Not violently. Carefully. My lip curls. “The Madrigal girl.” Of course it would be her. The reports I received after the chaos at Emberhold confirmed what I had begun to suspect the moment the king announced his bond. Seraphina. A Madrigal. The last one born in the dragon realm.

Dragons are powerful and magical flying reptile monsters but even they fight in broods, they can't outnumber the human species because of the unlimited power unleashed by the said Heart of Magic. Almost millions of dragons during the war died under the supervision of King Tharks of the Oregon Kingdom until only one baby dragon got survived. He was kept under the unmatched eggs made of a silver medal. He was the last prince of the Dragonese Kingdom, Danym. His parents take him into the wilderness and were buried under the muddy ground until he came out by himself after he heard the chirping of birds in the sky. He roamed his eyes around him and it was like he was lost in the middle of nowhere

Their dedication to this fantasy is admirable, even if it is built on false hope and has the potential to anger Segundus, their soon-to-be new king. Because the reality is that it has been two days since Primus disappeared, taking his sister with him, and diving into the depths of the ground beneath our feet. Even the most talented, powerful earth dragon to walk the 9 kingdoms could not survive between the layers of the earth for that long. He still needs air, food, and water. And so, as the one destined to be his, I have been awarded the same honors I would have been awarded had he placed the crown on my head himself. And so, I am now officially a princess. A princess without a prince.