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The Dragon King's Chosen Bride

What exactly does it mean to be his bride? *** Every year, in each of the seven villages that made up the great Kingdom of Ignas, a Choosing Ritual was conducted. During this Chosing Ritual, one of the ladies in the village would be chosen to be the dreaded Dragon King's Bride. No one knew exactly why the ritual was being performed every year or what happened to the brides that had been chosen in the past. Was he turning them into slaves? Feeding them to his dragon? Or was he... feeding on them? That couldn't be ruled out. After all, there were rumours that the king wasn't like them, that he wasn't human. Yet the question relentlessly troubled the people's heart. What was he using them for?! But they dared not question the King, afraid of what fate daring to go against him would be. Anyways, none of these was Belladonna's business. Although it was her village's turn to produce a bride this year, she was certain she wouldn't get chosen. Why? Well, because she had a plan and she was absolutely certain it wouldn't fail her... or would it? *** Note - This novel contains mature content. - Cover isn't mine. Full credit to the artist. Should they require that I take it down, I will. __ Want to give me more inspiration? Weekly Goals. 30 golden tickets - 1 bonus chapter. 300 power stones - 1 bonus chapter. ((Please help me meet them, thank you!)) Please check out my other books. 1. Stealing The Alphas' Soul (In a competition, please support). 2. Mated To The King Of Darkness 3. Dangerously Yours Till Eternity. Also, please check out "MOANSTERS // Reverse Harem" if you are interested in Reverse Harem stories. Thank you!

Phinix · Fantasy
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Chapter 6 - With Great Power, Comes Greater Problems.

The feeling of touching the gem was something familiar, it felt like she had been thrown across different realms and yanked right out of them, before she could even actually be there to see anything.

The only thing she didn't feel this time was the pain.

The one that made it feel like her head was about to crack open and rip apart along the lines of the Thanis tattoo on her scalp.

It didn't feel like that at all, instead, it felt almost soothing.

She saw Thanatou's soldiers marching into Me'k, the wall gone. She heard the voice of the woman whose face she had never been able to see, but whose presence brought her dread always, her voice echoing, sounding like a sad song.

Then she was yanked out of it again, breathless.

Alaris was standing away from her, his reptilian eyes were gone, now replaced with one blue and the other red.

"I knew it," excitement laced his voice and he smiled from ear to ear.