

Celia, the illegitimate daughter of a noble, endures endless humiliation. Poisoned into muteness by her stepmother, she is sacrificed to the abyss and delivered into the hands of the brutal demon dragon, Draco. Everyone fears the dragon who devours humans, yet he does not kill her. Instead, he makes a pact with her: bear his heir, and he will grant her the power to take revenge. Forced to agree in order to survive, Celia later discovers the truth. The so-called heir pact was nothing more than a scheme that the lonely dragon had plotted for centuries. She is the only one who can tame the bloodthirsty power within him, and she is his fated mate.With the demon dragon's power, she takes her revenge and reclaims everything. But the child growing within her carries both human and demon blood, breaking the laws of the world and drawing the full wrath of the Olympian gods upon them.

My husband was a Gold dragon. So was I. Yet I gave birth to a small Ice Blue dragon. Then came the news: my younger half-sister had borne a Gold dragon for his younger brother. Her fame spread like wildfire. Drakon Vexis, the Crown Prince, flew into a fury. He slaughtered my child. He threw me into the frozen dungeons, where I was tortured and starved until I breathed my last. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the day of my coming-of-age ceremony—the day the dragon court chose its brides. Without hesitation, Drakon chose my sister. I knew then. He had been reborn too.

My husband was a Gold dragon. So was I. Yet I gave birth to a small Ice Blue dragon. Then came the news: my younger half-sister had borne a Gold dragon for his younger brother. Her fame spread like wildfire. Drakon Vexis, the Crown Prince, flew into a fury. He slaughtered my child. He threw me into the frozen dungeons, where I was tortured and starved until I breathed my last. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the day of my coming-of-age ceremony—the day the dragon court chose its brides. Without hesitation, Drakon chose my sister. I knew then. He had been reborn too.

Irene, forced by her own family to become a sacrificial bride, falls into a dangerous romance with Kristoff, the cursed black dragon. As conspiracies close in, can she escape her cruel fate?

Twenty years ago, a queen gave birth to a black dragon egg, deemed a curse and cast into the sea. Her mother tore off her heart-scale to protect it and was enslaved. Now, Sera—raised in Dragoncliff—descends to find her origins, rescues her mother, and confronts the false princess and tyrant king. She defeats dragons with her bare hands, makes the Death God kneel, and unleashes pureblood dragon might to claim the throne. After vanquishing a demon, Queen Sera soars over the reborn kingdom as dragon eggs crack open everywhere—the dragon clan is reborn.

After one night with Dragon King Drakon, human Godiva wakes up alone and pregnant. Believing he abandoned her, she flees with their unborn child, only to be betrayed by her family and sentenced to death. Just as the execution begins, Drakon appears and saves her. But this is only the beginning...

Former Marine Harper rescues orphan Sophie, who possesses the Dragon's True Sight to see values and curses. They soon meet Gavin, a pure-blood dragon tycoon, who turns out to be Sophie's birth father. The family faces constant schemes, dark magic and kidnapping plotted by vicious rivals. With awakened dragon blood and perfect teamwork, they defeat all enemies, reunite happily, and Sophie is recognized as the legitimate dragon heir.

On the ancient continent ruled by dragons,Aslan Valencia – the powerful heir of the Obsidian Dragon Clan and a top candidate for Dragon Lord –falls in love with a human girl named Evelyn. However,Evelyn disappeared five years ago.Five years later, a little dragon cub with golden dragon eyes bursts into the dragon sacred ground and calls Aslan ""Dad."" Through being depended on by the child and being forced to take care of her, Aslan gradually becomes a qualified father. Meanwhile, the conspiracies hidden within the dragon clan begin to surface.

The beastfolk are a powerful race, and to strengthen our family's power, Father arranges marriages for both me and my stepsister, Arya Hearthguard. In our past lives, Arya entered a high-profile marriage into the wealthy, powerful dragon clan, while I was forced to wed into the crumbling lion clan. The clan leader of the dragons—Draken Vorgath—was cold and detached. He cared more for gold than his bride, leaving Arya in a glided cage of loneliness. Overwhelmed by the desolation, she seduced the future leader of the fox clan, who was flirtatious.. And when the scandal exploded, Draken resolutely divorced her. Arya's scandal brought shame upon our family. Despite Father's favoritism, he was compelled by family honor to exile her in disgrace. Clan leader of the lions and King of the Jungle—Kael Hawthorne—was a man of unwavering devotion. Our marriage blossomed, and within a year, I bore him a golden lion cub blessed with the Aetheric Divinity. With the Aetherborn, Kael rose to rule all beastfolk as the chieftain, and I became their most revered chieftess. Consumed by envy, Arya sneaked into my son's first birthday feast and strangled the golden lion cub in his cradle. Then, she set the place ablaze and burned me alive along with it. When I wake up, I am back on the very day of our marriage. This time, Arya volunteers to marry into the lions and leaves me the chance to marry into the dragons. I accept everything meekly with only a tenth of her dowry and marry Draken. Later, she bleeds her dowry dry, propping up the lion clan, only to fail in conceiving a cub. When the elders demand she mate with other males, regret drowns her. As for me, all I want in his new life is an heir and a quiet life among the dragons. But no one warns me about the dragons, least of all that my supposedly cold-hearted husband will relentlessly demand me once awakened. Or that his members came in pairs and ridges!

In my previous life, my husband Kael Drayne, heir to the Beast King's throne and full-blooded dragon, cut open my belly with his own hands on the day I gave birth. He pulled our child out and dashed it against the floor in front of me. That was the moment I finally understood. The one he truly loved was my stepsister, Ivy Wren. Because she couldn't bear to watch the man she loved marry someone else, Ivy had staged a dramatic exit on our wedding day, slipping out alone, only to run into a gang of rogue beastkin. She vanished without a trace. Kael blamed every last bit of it on me. He hated me for it with everything he had. "Just because you're the only pure-blooded white wolf, you think you had the right to come between me and Ivy? She's gone because of you. I'm going to throw you to the horde — let you feel exactly what she went through." But he was the one who'd pursued me. He was the one who'd confessed his feelings. It was because I chose him that he was able to claim the throne at all. None of it mattered to him. There was nothing left in his eyes but hatred. Kael hurled me into a frenzied beast horde, and I was torn apart. In those final moments, I saw three figures, Kael's three unremarkable bastard brothers, charging toward me through the chaos, trying to drag me out. But the numbers were too great, the gap in power too wide. In the end, they died there alongside me. I thought my story ended there, full of regret. Then I woke up. I'd been reborn to just before Kael and I were to marry. This time, I wasn't going to choose him. And that, apparently, drove him out of his mind.