The Legend Of The Dragon King นิยาย & เรื่องราว

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.

The universe had decided to give me another one, in a place I did not know, in a body that was not mine, with a family that had already sold me before I had even opened my eyes. "When you say Dragon King," I said carefully, "you mean that literally. You mean an actual dragon." Nobody answered. Which was, honestly, answer enough. Oh my Goddess.

Empire shifted tectonically under Kenji's chessboard; my pieces no longer pawns. Evening found him in lounge depths, scotch amber glowing city-veined glass, obsidian gaze lifting as stilettos clicked approach. No words—just stare loaded double-meanings, dragon pulse leaping throat under my dissection. Vengeance sealed blood ties, stalking forged new chains. Tension simmered, no boil, slow burn, atmospheric lethal—his to ruin, mine to claim.

By dragon’s power, King Eric and King Jumuck defeated various kingdoms in the world. “Argo!!! What are you doing? Cut them both off. Let their heads roll at my feet. I want my shoes on the head of the Great King Darian!” King Eric shouted. The dragon, which was the incarnation of Argo, flipped over. His initially yellowish-green eyes turned reddish-yellow. Argo showed his anger.

Mia knew that the reincarnation of The legendary mage would soon appear, after all she had been present when Freya, who was her childhood friend, had given birth to the reincarnation of the golden dragon. Only, the golden dragon had a biological mother and father who were both powerful dragons, unlike Cassy who had appeared from nowhere, and when Dylan who was Freya's soul mate had seen the tattoo of the golden dragon on his son's right wrist, he had immediately gotten rid of all the witnesses of his birth and he had asked her to protect their son.

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..."

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

His eyes were full of shock. ‘This creature is about to evolve into a scaled dragon…’ In the World Universe, there was a legend about how fishes turned into dragons. According to the legends, enchanted creatures in the ocean would evolve into a scaled dragon when they reached a certain cultivation level. Darryl had always thought that it was only a legend. However, when he looked at that Gourami Dragonfish King, he knew that the legend was true. Woo… The Gourami Dragonfish King leapt toward the Ryukin Gold Altar as its long tail whipped violently.

Kael Ashveyn is no ordinary dragon king; alpha blood runs through his veins, a legacy from the mother who broke tradition to love a wolf. So when the mate bond drags him to Sable Windmere, a weak, powerless omega from the territories his court despises, his pride refuses to accept her. He humiliates her, ignores her, treats her as beneath him until the bond forces something in him to notice every time she's hurt, every time she's disrespected, every time she flinches. His wolf won't let it go, even as his dragon fights to. Slowly, unwillingly, Kael starts to change. And Sable, who has spent her life believing she deserves nothing, starts to wonder if the king who once discarded her might be

“Father what does this mean?” The king looked at his daughter seated near him, anxiously waiting for an answer. “If one dragon is awake, then many more will be….” The king gasped as he grasped the full horror of the thing. “Awake.” Jared completed as he stood up with a groan while holding his chest. “After, there will be chaos.” Wren leaned in. “But Father, what we learnt in Child’s Institute of Thought was that all dragons were extinct!” The king looked at his daughter. “No, my little songbird, they were never extinct. They were hibernating.”