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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 · Fantasy
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Chapter 184 - Beautiful Euphoria

Eli hovered over her, an image her unfocused image wouldn't really let her see.

That was an experience her fingers had never given to her. She could still feel her body giving into a light vibration and heat raised to her cheeks when she saw how her release coated his lips down to his chin, under the golden dim light of the room.

"You taste good, Donna."

She didn't have just his words as proof of that, his lips moved against hers immediately after, his tongue gliding into her mouth and dominating it, presenting to her better evidence.

Her hand clenched around his shoulders, the warm taut skin that pressed against her palm making her body hum with pleasure. The fact that she was tasting herself and him at the same time sent electrifying sparks to her brain and did things she couldn't find words to describe to her. She had only just tumbled from the hill of ecstasy yet she could feel her body jolted against his as pleasure built at her core anew.