The Unrivaled Dragon King Mga Nobela at Kwento

The King of the Citadel, a man she had only heard about in tales and whispers. She had heard the king was one of a kind and was said to be one of the greatest kings suppressing his father's reign. He was a rare breed. A mixed blood of a wolf and dragon and years ago he had lost his mate and it was said his wolf had been wounded by his mate’s death, teetering in agony. She couldn't believe she was in here with him and was meant to satisfy his hunger. A growl sounded followed immediately by a roar and it shook the room and it also shook her.

I watched as the boy continued to fall, expecting his brain would splatter on the ground seconds later, but then, he suddenly levitated inches away from the ground and the grown man flew near him. “You will never become the king of the dragons. You will never become my successor. You are worthless. You are a pathetic excuse for a son. If only your mother didn’t undergo that blood ritual with that bitch wolf, you wouldn’t be like this.” I was surprised to learn of this knowledge. The grown man was the dragon king, and this lanky boy was the heir—or used to be. My father would kill for this information, I bet, and knowing him, he’d probably charge the second they put their guards down.

I was the lowest-born black serpent in the Serpent Clan, yet the Dragon Court's most honored crown prince chose me as his bride. He gave up his betrothal to my sister, surrendered his place as heir, and walked away from the Dragon Court for me. I was moved beyond words and became his wife. But after I gave birth to only a black serpent, he flew into a rage. He crushed our baby beneath his foot, then killed me with a single strike of his sword. As I was dying, I saw hatred burning in his eyes. "If I'd known you were this useless, I should've married your sister!" Only then did I learn the truth. I was the woman of fate named in the Dragon Court's forbidden book, the one born with primord

It's also impossible Airel might have forgotten to add him to the list because it was approved by my sister before it was given to me. "Oh! Hahaha! Pardon my rudeness! My name is Arkyn, King Arkyn of the Dragon Islands. It's a pleasure to meet you, Princess," he introduced with a bright smile as he offers his hand to me. D-dragon islands??? The King of Dragons?! What?! I thought they were just a myth! I know of the Dragon Islands... it was all those massive islands floating above the Kingdom. And I did study about dragons from Airel but I thought it already happened a long time ago! So to encounter one like this! No wait... he is human! How can he be a dragon?!

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.”

I made a list of all the people we should recruit. So far on the list, only the number one was scratched. 1. The Red King 2. The Queen of Witches 3. The Queen of Angels 4. The King of Giants 5. The Dragon King I was very nervous at the idea of meeting the Dragon King. It was said that he never helped anyone and that he was ruthless and heartless.

Some of the gifts are too unique and too huge to fit in carriages, like the stunning mysterious creatures on leash. It's astonishing to see carriages bearing the unmistakable emblem of the great Dragon Kingdom also in the line of carriages delivering precious gifts to the palace. King Draco has never been known to submit to any royal. He rules his kingdom with fearsome magic and his people worship him like a god. Yet he too has sent tributes to appeal the Princes. The gifts have been arriving throughout the past five days ever since word got out that the eye of Elowen's crown has awakened.

The dragon king didn’t budge, and I couldn’t stand and watch him kill Leandros. I surged ahead and captured his son Drako and held him hostage. There was utter chaos as King Gavriil went crazy. “Let Leandros go or I’ll kill your son.” He tightened his hold on Leandros, while his eyes changed color, turning crimson. I knew he was about to change into his dragon form and burn us to death with his fire. “I’ll burn you to death if you harm my son. Let him go,” he hissed, but I held on to the young dragon with all my might.

He directed his question to Vala. "Yes, the dragon King like the principal had called you," Vala said. "Any problem my king?" King Rex stared at her for a while and wanted to open his mouth and talk but one look from the boy behind his great granddaughter made him shut his mouth up. "I will see you again Vala, it means a lot to see you," he said and left as quickly as he can. "This is strange, how can the Dragon King who I haven't met before be happy to see me?" Vala said confusedly as Ruthless carried her up from her waist with ease and turned her to face him, she crossed her leg to each side of his and stared at him.

"What about him?" The messenger smiled. "His Majesty would like to meet him." Pandora burst out laughing. I stared at her. "This isn't funny." "It absolutely is." "No, it isn't." "Maria, the king wants an audience with a dragon who steals bread." When she said it like that, it did sound ridiculous. Unfortunately, it was still happening. The messenger bowed his head. "His Majesty requests your presence tomorrow morning." I looked down at Stiles. The tiny dragon blinked up at me. Not a single thought behind those bright eyes. Just happiness and his growing curiosity. He was just being….Stiles.