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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 57 - Family Reunion With Problems, Maybe?

The scythe never made it down to Kestra to cause any damage.

A quick succession of blades flew straight for Death and with a swift movement, his scythe cut them in half.

But the trouble had only just begun.

The ground trembled, the red sky above and the boat floating on the river threatened to overturn.

Chaos unleashed.

An attack!

"Give me back my daughter, Mokros!" The voice of an angry and deadly woman thundered around them.

That must be The Mother.

With a new and more powerful opponent against him, Kestra stood there, her existence a totally forgotten one to Death.

In a flash, he grew mightier than he was before, darkness growing with him as he towered over her, more than any being she had ever seen.

"WHO DARES TO CHALLENGE ME?!" A deafening voice from the abyss of his hood shook the ground and sky even greater than the first challenging voice, that none on their feet stood still.

The boat on the river rocked to the sudden storm that ceased the calm waters.