

Princess Eleanor of the Frost Wolf Clan rises from a disregarded apprentice to become the greatest Dragon Tamer and the wife of a clan leader. Gifted with the rare ability to communicate with dragons, Eleanor is intelligent, resilient, and quietly unassuming. After an unexpected turn of events, she joins the Storm Clan to study dragon taming. Hoping to conceal her true identity and live in peace, she instead finds herself caught in the clan's ruthless power struggles, drawn into a web of conspiracies and one perilous crisis after another.

Pushed off a cliff by her stepsister, Rachel leaves only a crystal slipper after a passionate night with Dragon Lord William. To find her, William vows to marry the one who fits it. Desperate to marry him, the stepsister cuts her own foot to force the fit, triggering a tangled search for the true bride.

As a child, Elian was condemned by her father Marcus for being a magicless waste; her mother Selene burned her life force to save her and cast her off a cliff, where she was adopted by Kaelen. Twenty years later, she awakened the Golden Dragon bloodline, returned home to find her mother, exposed the truth, stripped Leora of power, exiled Marcus, and became Queen of Ashridge. Leora made a deal with dark sorcerer Morgaine, sparking war and taking Kaelen hostage. Elian awakened Dragon God power, defeated the dark magic, saved her parents, and was ultimately crowned Sovereign of the continent.

"On the Olympus Continent, where dragon clans rule through ancient bloodlines, Lily was hidden away by her mother in a remote frontier since childhood. Years later, as an adult, Lily was arranged to marry Lucas Stormscale, the heir of the mighty Stormscale Dragon Clan. On the day they returned to the capital to select her crown, Lucas’s “adoptive sister” Vivian publicly snatched the crown and humiliated Lily in front of everyone. When Lucas finally arrived, instead of defending his fiancée, he coldly suggested making her his side consort. At the engagement ceremony, Vivian and the Stormscale family openly stole the wedding, annulled the betrothal, and exposed Lily’s “inferior bloodline” to the entire court. She would dismantle their power, force Lucas to writhe between ambition and lingering affection, and watch Vivian plummet from the clouds into the mud. In the end, Lucas knelt at her feet, full of regret. Lily looked down at him with calm, indifferent eyes and said softly, “Do you deserve it?”"

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.

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.

I'm just a regular human being, and yet I've ended up signing a soul-bond contract with Erik Pendragon, the Frost Dragon King. Due to my lowly status, Erik refuses to let me attend the festival that we're supposed to show up at. So far, I've organized 18 grand festivals for Erik, and yet I'm forced to hide in the shadows. But somehow, Erik agrees to let me attend the 19th festival as the Dragon Queen. Of course, I'm excited to no end. I even go to great lengths to doll myself up, only to see Erik holding hands with another human woman named Clara Beech. The memory montage, which I've put hard work into making, has been replaced by a lovey-dovey montage featuring Erik and Clara. After Erik slips the ring that symbolizes the Dragon Queen's status onto Clara's finger, he turns to look at me in disdain. "Our Dragon Queen needs to be acknowledged by everyone in the clan. It's not like you have an official title anyway, Aurora. To top it off, Clara had received everyone's acknowledgement far earlier than you, too. From today onward, she shall replace you as the Dragon Queen." All the dragons in the lobby are waiting to watch me go ballistic before descending into hysterics. But I'm not mad in the slightest. In fact, I feel a little relieved. After all, there are three days left before my three-year contract with Erik gets dissolved.

When enemy soldiers breached Drakefire Keep, the first people they seized were Liora Vale and me. My betrothed, Lucian Vale, Lord of Drakefire, chose to save Liora, his brother’s widow. Then he ordered the iron gates shut and left me outside, six months pregnant with his child. I was taken by the enemy and later thrown from a cliff. Everyone believed I was dead. Seven years later, I returned to Drakefire Keep with Kael Drakon, the Supreme Dragonlord. At the welcome feast, I saw Lucian again. His eyes lit up when he recognized me. “Elara, I knew you survived. My brother was dead, so I could not abandon Liora back then.” He looked at me as if nothing had changed. “Now that you are back, we should complete our dragon vow. You will become Lady of Drakefire and hatch the fire-dragon egg for me.” “With a fire dragon, I will surpass Kael Drakon and become the true Dragonlord of this continent.” I smiled. He did not know the fire dragon had hatched long ago. It hatched seven years ago, on the day I married Kael Drakon.

The second princess Aella of Therasia was exiled to the North by her father. She awakened the Azure Phoenix Flame Power in Blackstone Gorge, which inherently restrains the Wights. Fighting alongside Northern Lord Reyne, she rose from an outcast princess to Supreme Queen of Ancient Valyria. When the southern nobles who once wronged her saw her again at the Sacred Court, Aella, robed in black and gold and wearing the Thorned Dragon-Nest Crown, looked down on all as a queen.