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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 · 奇幻言情
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505 Chs

91 - Revenge Takes Patience

[LYCAN'S REALM]

The claws moved swiftly on her arm, the force of the wolf pushing her down. Pain coursed through her body and a loud scream rang from the depth of Aniya's throat.

She imagined the worst, while she struggled to reach for the bottle she had tucked away, wondering if pouring it on them would do any damage. She felt it wouldn't, she would drink it instead.

It would be better to die that way than to be ripped apart alive; if she was lucky, maybe the poison would contaminate her blood and kill these horrible Lycans, too.

However, what happened next was nothing like what she had imagined.

One by one, her attackers got pulled into the darkness, their growl of agony filling the air after their disappearance, which then would be followed by a deafening silence.