The Dragon King's Bride

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Dark forces are in desperate search of a young woman who bares an ancient marking upon her skin and rumor has it, the girl has finally been sighted... Meanwhile, 23 year old Lillian is well known around the Kingdom of Rykiss as a rebellious troublemaker who always seems to be searching for some kind of an adventure everywhere she goes. And... she's also the Princess; sole heir to the throne of Rykiss and future Queen! But when a ruthless, power-hungry King named Draxus invades her home and threatens to destroy her father's Kingdom, she must make an important choice; one that will change her life forever. Either she agrees to marry King Draxus, become his loyal Queen and rule by his side, or ultimately doom her people to die in a furious blaze of dragon fire. Deciding she has only one viable option, Princess Lillian hesitantly agrees to marry the mysterious and ruggedly handsome Dragon King, ultimately falling blindly into an endless pit of heated passion, thrilling danger and non-stop ecstasy. But does she have what it takes to rule by the tyrant's side? And what dangers will befall her once she becomes his Queen? One thing is for certain; Lillian's life is about to become far more interesting than she could have ever imagined! *** PART 1 IN THE 'POWER' SERIES *** TRIGGER WARNING - CONTAINS VIOLENCE, COURSE LANGUAGE & SCENES WITH FORCED SEX... Read at your own peril.

Fantasy / Erotica
Bec Middleton
4.5 49 reviews
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Chapter 1 - Looks Can Be Deceiving

King Draxus marched through the centre of his large campsite, his thick black boots squelching against the oozing mud below as he moved along at a quickened pace. After a recent raid on a small village nearby it was apparent that one of the villagers they now held captive had important information that would only be shared with the one known as the Dragon King.

Draxus was the Dragon King.

As he soon approached the interrogation tent, two of his darkly-dressed soldiers noticed him and quickly reached in to open the flaps at the entrance of the tent, gaining him access as he bent down and stepped inside.

It was slightly darker inside the tent as a tall, built black man with long black braided hair stepped forward and gave a quick bow of his head. It was General Shasharan, one of Draxus’ most loyal followers and his commander and chief.

“My King,” the General greeted him.

“Which one is it?” Draxus’ voice bellowed, deep and husky from beneath his large horned helmet as he glanced down between the three men kneeling before him.

A second figure dressed in black and gold armour and covered in an assortment of tattoos stepped up behind one of the men, grabbing him violently by his hair as he spoke.

“This one.”

The villager kneeling let out a loud groan of pain as his hair was pulled back, lifting his face for the King to see. Draxus moved to stand before him.

“Stand him up!”

Hearing their King’s command, the tattooed man grabbed the prisoner kneeling before them and lifted him up by both the scruff of his hair and his torn shirt.

The prisoner, too afraid to look the King in the eye as he stood before him, kept his eyes focused on the ground as Draxus stepped forward, coming almost face to face with him now.

“I believe you have something to tell me.” Draxus’ voice was calm, yet hinted warning with his tone.

The prisoner looked to be a man in his forties or fifties, with scruffy brown hair and blue eyes. His skin was dirty and his clothes worn and torn in several areas. Draxus guessed this man may have been a farmer from his appearance, but didn’t think much more on the matter.

It was clear that the prisoner was afraid as he hesitated to reply.

“Speak, dog!” the tattooed man demanded from behind, through clenched teeth and with a firm grip.

“I... I have a message... It’s... it’s meant for the Dragon King.” the terrified prisoner announced, still unable to make eye contact with Draxus.

“Fool! Who do you think stands before you!” General Shasharan spat, his dark eyes narrow with disgust. “Speak now before we cut out your tongue!”

Hearing his threat, the villager quickly glanced across at the General, then up to meet the eyes of the man standing before him.

King Draxus’ attire was truly intimidating, with his giant horned helmet covered in spikes and covering most of his face, only revealing his mouth and eyes.

“The message... it comes from a lady who came to our village only a week ago. One with long hair the shade of coal and eyes bright as the stars...” The villager began to report, though clearly afraid for his life as he did so.


“She said to tell you that you’re on the right track, whatever that means. That you’ll find what you’re searching for very soon... um,” he paused and closed his eyes tightly together, as if trying to remember what to say next, “...something about a girl with... a marking. That you’d find her soon?”

“What girl with a marking?” General Shasharan questioned from where he stood.

The villager turned to the General, seeming unsure.

“She didn’t say, sir... Just that I had to pass this information on to the Dragon King himself.”

Draxus looked down as he thought to himself while the other continued their conversation and questioning. He knew who the woman with the black hair and white eyes was; Rayvinn, a powerfully selfish and conniving sorceress who he had been unfortunate enough to have crossed paths with before.

But what did the villager mean about being on the right track? And the girl he was referring to; the one with a marking. Was this the same one he had been searching for all these years? None of it made any sense as he mulled it over silently for a moment.

He suddenly drifted back into the conversation as it continued.

“Even if he is telling the truth, that crazy witch is probably far from here by now.” Shasharan pointed out.

“So what, we’re supposed to believe the word of some servant scum... I say we put an end to him... to all three of them, right here, right now.”

“Zaar, you don’t get to make that call!” the General reminded, his finger pointing toward the man with the tattoos as he remained holding onto the villager firmly.

Draxus looked directly into the villager’s eyes for a moment, as if he suddenly sensed something was wrong. As the villager met his eyes he focused harder, putting all of his power into his gaze and watching the man’s reaction as he did so.

Taking one last step forward, right up to meet him face to face, Draxus maintained his hypnotic eye contact with his captive villager, never blinking once.

His eyes suddenly began to change from their usual amber shade, glowing brightly and forming into more of a luminescent colour of bright yellow with a vertical black line in the centre as he activated his powers and stared the villager down.

Suddenly the villager closed his eyes tightly shut and let out a pained grunt as he began to shake his head violently. His entire body tensed up and he began crying out as if he were in incredible pain, all the while still in Zaar’s firm grasp from behind.

“What’s going on?” Zaar asked, looking to the General for answers.

The General shrugged as he stood watching as the villager began shaking all over, eventually hard enough that even Zaar could no longer hold onto him and stepped back in astonishment.

As Draxus opened his mouth and spoke a single word, his voice came out incredibly deeper than it normally was, like the voice of a dragon.


In the fraction of a second, the two kneeling villagers either side of the standing prisoner suddenly disappeared into shadows of scattered black dust and the villager standing in the centre began to change.

Throwing his head back to stare straight up, with his mouth open wide, the prisoner’s eyes turned white and his appearance transformed into that of an entirely different person; a beautiful young-looking woman wearing a long black tattered halter-neck gown!

Zaar and Shasharan both stepped back in shock upon seeing her standing there, in the middle of their interrogation tent, her long black hair reaching down to her buttocks and her white eyes locked straight on their King, who continued to stand his ground before her as she suddenly spoke.

“What gave me away?” she asked, her voice seeming to echo as she spoke with a sadistic grin.

Before anyone could speak, Draxus lunged forwards and grabbed her around the throat, catching even her off guard as he pulled her in closer to his face and spoke with a snarl.

“You’ve got a lot of nerve showing your face here Rayvinn!” he said, tightening his grip on her throat.

She let out a choked sound, then smiled defiantly.

“Oh, still sore about what happened before?” she taunted with a hoarse voice from her throat being crushed. “I said I was sorry.”

“You tried to kill me...” he snapped, clearly holding back from finishing her. “You’re nothing but an insane old witch!”

“Old! Come on baby, don’t pretend you’re not even a little bit happy to see me.”

“Who’s pretending?”

“I come with good news...” her left brow rose as she smirked.

Draxus’ snarl suddenly smoothed over as he looked her up and down for a moment in thought.

“I want nothing more from you.” he suddenly released his grip on her and took a step back. “Now get the hell out of here before I have you killed.”

“Ouch!” Rayvinn said with a frown. “You’re not even going to hear me out?”

“Go, while you still can.” General Shasharan warned from where he stood.

“Alright...” she faked a pout, taking a step toward the exit. “It’s about the girl... You know, the one from your dreams...”

Her tone was purely to taunt him as she continued taking steps toward the exit, waiting for him to stop her, which she knew he eventually would. She purposely shook her ass as she walked just to add to further taunting him.

General Shasharan and Zaar looked to one another, both preparing to unsheathe their swords and assist with her removal if necessary, but they stopped upon seeing Draxus’ raise his hand to cease them.

“Stop!” his command was stern.

Rayvinn’s eyes glowed brightly as a big smile spread across her face and she turned to face the Dragon King.

“I knew you’d come round.”

“General, Zaar, leave us.” Draxus commanded, keeping his eyes fixed on their apparent guest.

Looking to one another once more, both the General and Zaar let out huffs as they both obeyed their King’s command and exited the tent, leaving Draxus alone with the manipulative sorceress.

“Well?” his patience had grown thin by now. “Tell me what you know.”

“Why so rushed... aren’t you going to offer me a drink or something?” she asked with furrowed brows.

“Rayvinn!” his shout caused her to gasp. “Do NOT test me.”

After a moment of silent deliberation, Rayvinn smiled and then walked across towards him as she spoke.

“What if I said I knew where the girl is?”

His now normally amber eyes narrowed as she stepped toward him.

“I’d say, what’s in it for you?”

“Hmm... getting clever I see.” she gleamed, stepping right up in front of him now, her hand moving up to meet his chest as her fingers carefully slid down his armour. “What if I said I bring the two of you together... Would you be happy with me then?”

Her expression screamed ‘lust’ loud and clear and Draxus was well aware of her obvious intentions. She had always been interested in him, in his power, but he had learned the hard way that she was not to be trusted.

“How?” his voice was stern.

She smiled up at him with glowing white irises.

“Now, now, King of Dragons...” she paused and reached down between his legs, massaging her fingers over the bulge in his pants as she whispered into his mouth.

“You leave that to me.”

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