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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. 15 golden tickets - 1 bonus chapter. 200 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!

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Chapter 18 - The Hungry Stone Coffin

Belladonna's breath caught in her throat and Alaris seemed to have gone still above her - he had definitely noticed too. By now, he must know that the woman had seen them.

The steps of another person approaching into the room made the woman look away, and Alaris used that moment to move them deeper into their hiding place.

If the meddling stranger should try to investigate the situation, he would have to kill her. The thought delighted his dragon but that was an unwise mess he didn't plan to leave. It would be better if his thirst for hearts and blood would reign free another worthy day.

“It is time for the speech, mother.” A feminine voice said, it most likely belonged to the person who had just stepped in. “You are crying again.”

The soft ruffling sound of dresses and chains filled the air for a moment.

Belladonna frowned.

What were they doing?

She was crying again. “I’m alright, my dear. You go before me.”

“Mother?”

“I will be right behind you, I promise.”