Luciferjl

Aragon, a village-born boy with exceptional swordsmanship skills, discovers his lineage as a descendant of a legendary swordsman. He embarks on a quest to conquer challenges, unravel old secrets, and face dark forces. Along the way, he faces the truths and secrets of his family. As he navigates political intrigue and battles for the throne, Aragon's journey becomes a path of self-discovery and the true meaning of power. 

(The characters in this story and everything is wholly fictional.18+ and also it may contain some adult and mature content. And it is a completely fictional and imaginary world in which the events of the story take place.) 
NO NTR OR YURI

Monarch of Slaughter

Katheryn turned her attention fully to Aragon, ignoring Griselda. "You're too kind for your own good sometimes," she chided gently. "These noble ladies see you as a prize to be won, a path to power. They don't see the boy who used to steal apples from old man Thoren's orchard."

Aragon's serious expression finally cracked into a smile. "And you'll never let me forget about those apples, will you?"

"Never," she agreed, her eyes softening with memory. "Someone has to remember who you were before you became Lord Aragon, saviour of the realm and dragon's blood. Someone has to remind you that you're still human."

The last rays of sunlight painted the chamber in gold, and Griselda walked to the table where there was wine. She sat at the table.

Katheryn then said, "You want to sleep with Aragon?"

Griselda poured herself a drink and replied, "More or less."

I am here to tame a dragon (18+)