The Unrivaled Dragon King Novels & Stories

The helipad became a stage of broken truths. The King, the most powerful Dragon in the realm, looked small as he knelt before Leo. He didn't reach out with the hands of a monarch, but with the trembling fingers of a father who had just found a miracle in a nightmare.

Mars was shocked to hear that dragons still exist and desperate to capture their kingdom. "But Mom it's been 15 years now, We have hadn't been any attack or haven't seen any dragon around us," he frantically said holding Vincent hand tightly looking into her eyes. "Son, Dragon king was also badly injured that night, might be in the same condition as I am, he is such a manipulating and vicious man that he inherited the greed to become the world's powerful magician to his son,

The walls of the cavern were embedded with raw, uncut diamonds and rubies the size of human skulls, catching the ambient light and turning the cavern into a twisted, glittering cathedral. At the very center of this unimaginable wealth, sitting casually upon a massive throne carved from pure gold and the fossilized bones of an ancient leviathan, was Aurelius. The Dragon King didn't look like a monster backed into a corner. He looked like a god waiting for his worshippers. He was still in his human form, the dark, liquid-like fabric draped over his lower half, his pale, scarred chest exposed. His molten silver eyes locked onto me the moment we entered, completely ignoring the towering, furious

“But it was… odd.” “If she wins, he’ll be king of Uyan Taesil. That will be a first for history. A dragon king of a mankind kingdom.” “Uyan Taesil has always straddled the line between mankind and the brethren,” I considered it as we made our way across the polish stones and the colour faded from the artwork, indicating we were moving from the private residences of the royal family. “If there was ever to be a dragon king, it would be there. I cannot see him taking the throne, however. He has no interest in ruling. Perhaps that is why he is being so secretive about it. He wants the woman, but not the crown.”

He didn’t care that he was standing stark naked in front of his gathering family, all he cared about was that Madchen accepted him for what he was, a dragon who had found his mate. Madchen on the other hand, was mesmerized by her handsome dark suitor, who claimed he loved her. Maybe dragons were more passionate than humans ever dreamed, and maybe she had fallen under his magical spell, and she was hopelessly smitten by this magical being who wrapped her protectively in his shiny onyx wings. “I see she didn’t get far,” Madchen pulled away from Drago’s arms, to find Nick standing there, shiny crimson wings unfolded from his back. He was shirtless, but at least he had shorts on.

"And why couldn't you be bothered with telling us?" "Because, sister, that lesson wasn't only for Lysa. Everyone should know that my word is the law and regardless of agreeing with it or not, you will respect it. When someone will have the power to change how things are, maybe it will be different, until then..." Tamara turns her face away, but Astrid can't help but stare at the king. He is so charming, so kind, so relaxed when it's just the two of them. It's so easy to forget who he is... But it's dangerous to do that. Because he is the dragon king. The most powerful man in the world and no one can change that.

"Please." With another grumble, he begins the story. "Drakon, the king of dragons, fell in love with the daughter of a Goddess. He courted her knowing she was his true mate. When he finally consummated their union, he discovered she had given her virginity to another. He was mated to a woman who would never transcend. In his great rage, he killed her." We both remain quiet until he speaks again a few minutes later. "A dragon's rage is incomparable to anything you've ever seen. Mine is worse. You cannot want to be around me if I'm ever in that condition."

“The future King is supposed to follow in the footsteps of the previous King. Cyran doesn’t even have it in him to harm a fly at this point. Why can’t I just be King dad? I will do everything you are training me to do.” “We already discussed this, do not argue with me. You know that Cyran was the firstborn, which means his Dragon will naturally become the next King. The only way for you to become King is after I die, make sure that the Dragon Stone Keeper dies and take the Stone. Then you will become the rightful King.” The lies coming from my father were so obvious, that even without my ability to detect a lie, I knew he was lying to Arion. I remember him teaching me that once the Dragon St

She giggled and kissed him on the snout. One of the maids, realizing she was naked, quickly covered her with a tablecloth. Cory’s mother ran and wrapped another one around his waist. They were both too caught up in adrenaline to notice. The couple laughed and hugged each other. The battle was over. Two Rogue dragons flew away, carrying their seriously injured king.

"I'm sure he did, he was a handsome dragon after all." "The older dragon, decided to keep the handsome young dragon for himself." His eyes lowered as he moved the cloth cleaning my other breast. "He taught the younger dragon all about how pleasure can come from the pain. Taught the younger dragon how to crave it, how to need it so badly that he couldn't control his dragon without it."