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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!

Phinix · Fantasia
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Chapter 36 - A Brewing Storm

Had he read her thoughts?

Was that possible?

Could he even do that?

He had magic, although she had only ever seen him use it on his dragon, there was still a lot she didn't know about him.

"In your dreams, had he been intimate with you in any way?" The King asked again, this time his voice angrier.

She didn't know what things would await her if she admitted it, told him the truth, but from the looks of how he was clenching and unclenching his fists and how he had stated that this Bride Thief was an enemy that had to be fought against, she knew it would be nothing good.

"N-no, your Majesty," then she added quickly, "Not that all."

He seem to have retrained into himself with relief, because suddenly he didn't look like a mighty beast of a man towering over her anymore.