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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. 30 golden tickets - 1 bonus chapter. 300 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 240 - The Dangers Of Secrets

His hand went slack around her neck, and she slipped to the ground, coughing as he took a couple of steps back, watching her gasp for air on the floor, trying to regain what she had been deprived of.

"E--li--"

"Silence!"

The words snapped something in her and she looked up at the man she loved.

What happened?

"I do not want to hear my name on your lips."

Bewildered, she stood up slowly, his cold gaze weighing heavily on her.

When he spoke again, his voice was like a deadly whisper.

"I do not want to hear you repeat to me the poisonous dictates of the Bride Thief."

Her heartbeat was slamming loudly in her ears now.

"I don't understand," the words slipped through her lips, the shakiness of her voice failing the firmness she was trying to hold onto.

Something told her she did understand what was going on, but she was hanging on to this denial.

Maybe if she held on to this ignorance long enough, everything would fade away.

She was losing him.