The Water Dragon's Bride Novels & Stories

Rosita asked Zudan and Katrine to let go because the dragon might wake up in anger to attack them but Zudan said no, they have to see how the dragon will turn to flesh. The dragon king retrieves all his flesh and stands uprise his head up to the sky and shake it then face down again and breathe out heavily. His breath brings back the dried water the dragon lifts his left leg and check, moved it, he did the same to the right leg then open his mouth to breathe out a thunderous heavy fire. Zudan quickly cast a spell of water to build a wall between them and the dragon, the dragon kept on breathing out fire. Katrine asked Zudan and Rosita to let go now! the three of them ran and head to the drag

I spoke underneath my breath. "Luciano please do not make a fuss. You know the situation of things at hand. La sposa non sembra accettare." My mother retorted back. "The bride should not even be given a choice to accept or not!" I frothed on the inside, the mere thought of all this getting me so livid.

Her lips curve into a smile, eyes bright. It is Alfred, next, whose shoulders sag with relief so intense one might taste it. They are roars, he realizes, as the sounds draw closer. “What is that noise,” Duchess Clair asks sharply in the frozen room. Darla stands, as does Alfred. “It is your daughter, Duchess,” she laughs. “Lady Alcina, the dragonlord. Stormbringer.” * * * * * * * * * * The dragons land with twin roars, making the ground beneath them shake with the weight of their descent.

The air choked of mystery, and though the window curtains were drawn close, the eerie sound of silence could still be heard from outside. "Throughout history, the blood kings have always been blessed with tremendous power. They get that power after a specific amount of blood has been spilled, and that is why, right from a young age, the next generation is strictly trained for war. The more people they have killed, the more power they unlock. When their power becomes activated, they feast on blood and destroy everything in their path; hence the name Blood King. "So why do we need a bride?" Calhoun asked. "You need to find the woman with who you feel a connection. When you find her, you both w

When the cold winds of winter blow, the Dragon God is said to make its presence known. “That’s not true,” I tell him, tugging at his hair to tease him. I've been doing it a lot lately. Thalon often becomes frustrated, but he knows he cannot act against me since I am the Dragon God's bride. “Levabonne is watched over by the omnipresent Dragon God everyday.” “You're only saying that 'cause you're the sacrifice.”

With reverence, he began to recite the sacred vows that would bind Gabby and me together in holy matrimony. "Gabriella Gomez, do you take Kyra Wilder to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, until death do you part?" "I do," Gabby's voice, filled with emotion, rang out clear and resolute, her eyes locked with mine, a silent promise etched in their depths.

" Rydstorm coaxed. Catori bravely walked across the rest of the air bridge, then let out a breath. Rydstrom was still astonished at how quickly the small female before him was accepting this new lifestyle. Any normal person would have laughed or act out after finding out about the existence of dragons. Then again, she wasn't so normal. But whatever it was that caused his bride to be so brave, he hoped it all goes well. He even sent a silent prayer that nothing comes between them. He already cared for her and would lay his life down on the line for her. The two walked hand in hand to the first area, which was the meeting room.

I wipe the tears away. “Why are you crying doll?” I asked. “I might as well ell you know.” She sobs. “Tell me what?” I asked. “I am a hybrid. I am half water dragon and half mermaid. My mother was a water dragon, and my father was a merman. I understand if you want to reject me because of this.” She cries. I just stare at her. Well, then explains why she is so unique looking. I had no idea that dragons could even breed with mermaids. I actually had no idea that mermaids even still existed. None have been seen in over 500 years or longer.

The ground beneath me shakes violently, forcing me to bend my knees to stay upright, but the crowd above ripples with excitement and applause, loving every second of it. I’ve never seen a beast like this. It’s… beautiful. Long and lean, it shines in the faint moonlight–washed in dry, cracked silver-blue scales. Wings expand along its back–like a bat, but pearlescent, a kaleidoscope of blues, greens, and silvers. Like water. A water dragon. A water dragon bound by iron chains and forced to live within the dirt lined hellscape of the arena.

“Of what sort?” “Black waters,” Adrien replied. “It’s a Draconian ritual.” “And what does it do?” his old friend asked him. By this time, Adrien had made his way to the ground beside the ambassador’s horse and walked alongside him, conveying the message with a zealous fervor. “The water is filled with dragon’s breath,” he told him. “Listen and you’ll hear it screaming. They mean to summon the ancient beast and raise up warriors from the earth.” ‘What? Hear it?’