Throne Of The Dragon King Novels & Stories

Whom ever this was knew of Rosalie but also knew she would have a dragon mate. When they managed to get the book open everyone learned a very big secret. One that had been kept out of history though it was huge. Asrar was blown away when he found out. The human that stole the gem was none other then the mate to the king of dragons at the time. She ran with the gem to try and keep her family safe. The gem did not fall into human hands like they had told all the dragons, the humans over powered them because of there brains. They managed to make contraptions and weapons that where stronger then dragons.

And to avoid this, the easiest course of action is to intensify his guilt. "That is not all. I still can't forgive the damage he did, so that's better for now. Also, someone has to watch over the children now that the Preserver had passed away." Just exactly when the incident at the Summit occured, a mournful news was delivered to them, declaring the passing of the oldest dragon on the Sanctuary— the Preserver, as they call him. He is an ancient Dragon who was enslaved by the wicked Witches a century ago, resulting to the deterioration of his health.

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

She had never expected to be given a choice. "If you choose to continue this marriage, you'll have to come with me to the Sea Dragon Kingdom. I can't stay here. Robert will handle the affairs on land. The matters of the kingdom are far more important." "Wait... the Sea Dragon Kingdom? What do you mean?" "I'm the prince of the Sea Dragon Clan." Alex paused before continuing. "My father was the Dragon King. Since he's gone, I've become the king now. We maintain a presence in both worlds as a precaution against future threats, ensuring that our people always have a place to seek refuge."

The chances of her leaving the Dragon Keep alive were close to none. “Since you have refused to talk, we shall pass our verdict.” Murmurs of Dragons agreeing with my father broke out in the hall, many of them demanding her death. The Dragons had lost so much to the Wolves already, including our very essence. Our shifted forms. “I command that you–” the doors burst open, cutting my father's words short. I twirled around, drawing my sword out in the process and took a fighting stance before the dais. Aidas and Carden were beside me, swords out, within the blink of an eye. We were prepared for whatever threat just entered.

The Commander's voice was calm and triumphant. A sinister shadow materialized behind him, and the two soldiers flanking Caleb were sent hurtling into the crowd of onlookers. The leader staggered aside, revealing my brother with unsettling clarity. A dark, swirling aura emanated from Caleb's figure, his eyes ignited in a fierce crimson glow at the center of intricate black lines spreading across his skin, tracing down his face and neck. Waves of raw power surged from him, palpable in the air, as he took a deliberate step closer to me. He lunged forward with clawed hands towards the commander just before falling to the ground, revealing the man that was standing behind him, a sword hilt held t

He looked away from the piercing stare Prince Hawthorne aimed at him. “It seems so clear. You even stay longer in this kingdom.” Prince Hawthorne shook the glass and sipped it then, swilled the half wine. They heard King Dragon sighed. “This kingdom is a bit of chaos. As a part of the alliances, it’s my responsibility to protect this kingdom and the people living here.” Theodore passed his eyes around the hall, he raised one of the eyebrows and appeared so skeptical. Some beautiful ladies were chatting, dancing and looking tempted in their finest gown, lower cleavages to expose their natural beauty they owned as living creatures. They were loaded the scene in the hall. A kind of nicest scene

A knock on the door made me move the quilt lower to ask who it was. "High Lord Tymon has asked that I bear food and fruits to you, my Lady." A tiny voice came from the other side of the door. A brownie, perhaps. I turned my back to the door. "I'm not hungry. Later." I said. I vaguely registered a sigh and shuffling of feet as the brownie left. "What the history will not tell you is that Dragons were not created by Luna. We existed. Even before Luna." I blinked at that, but said nothing, lest I interrupt her. "Before Luna, the mother, there were other gods that ruled the world. There were beings that walked the earth that were feared. Some still do. Like

Alluvium was more concerned with my coronation as Queen Archdragon, and then things unraveled, it was one night; I was sitting alone at home and Alluvium barged in, “Stop moping around beautiful, you are going to be queen soon and I will be king, ruling over the earth and fire domain and King of all dragons, this would mean that air and water domains would also come under my command” “Alluvium…” “Oh don’t worry love, you’ll be by my side ofcourse.” “You mean you would be by my side” “No darling, a king rules, a queen merely looks good on his arm. Finally a King will sit on the throne and preside over all of dragon kind, Goddess Drakina’s mistake would be rectified. An Earth dragon would once

He sat on the opposite sofa of mine, looked up at the ceiling, then back at me. "I believe I should explain why your father is a distant, closed-off, emotionless man," Henry said. He walked over to the bar station in the room and poured a drink for both of us. I took the glass from his grasp and sipped it. "This story begins when your father, Ladon, had just ascended to the throne, and your grandparents were concerned about his inability to find a mate to secure the throne's future. As each day passed, there was still no sign of him finding a suitable partner. So your grandparents hosted a ball that all unmarried women could attend, hoping your father would find his match. It was at this bal