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The Dragon King's Chosen Bride

(COMPLETED) 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. Please check out my other books. 1. MoonBound: The Gamma's Captive 2. Mated To The King Of Darkness (COMPLETED) 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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#DRAGON
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Chapter 61 - A Sweetheart With A Crown

"Do you believe he has a hold on me?"

"Once he appears, he already has a hold."

His gaze became fixed on her necklace before he looked up at her face.

When he spoke this time, his voice sounded a little cheerful.

"But he no longer appears to you in your dreams. You are save, with me."

But she wasn't save!

Her heart pounded in her chest, the thundering filling her ears.

"Have you been able to save any of brides before?"

He shifted uncomfortably in his seat, patting her hand that was in his. "No."

"Oh."

His hand went around her, pulling her towards him in a hug while she rested her face against his chest, listening to the beating of his heart and the vibration of his voice.

"Please, worry not. You are different. You, my Donna, will be my last bride."

Different.

She really wanted to believe that but she knew she wasn't.

She wasn't different.

She really wanted to tell him that, but then again, she couldn't.