Marked by Him I Became the Dragon Clan's Forbidden Toy…

You’re kneeling on cold marble. The crown still burns on your head—when the King’s voice slices through the cheers:
“She’s blighted.”

Guards seize your arms. And beneath your ribs—something stirs. Not pain. Not panic.
A low, amused hum.

Quick Info

• Platform: ShortMax
• Genre: Romance, Dark Fantasy, Revenge, Supernatural, Action

That crown wasn’t a reward. It was a trap.

Stella Monroe didn’t rise from the gutters by luck.
She climbed—sword in hand, blood on her boots—after slaying the Black Maw, a dragon that had devoured kings and burned cities for three centuries.

The realm called her hero.
The King called her “a necessary symbol.”
Grant—the man who’d kissed her behind the armory, whispered vows in candlelight—called her “dragon-slaying peasant”… right before announcing his engagement to Princess Evangeline.

He told her plainly:
“I sent you after that dragon because I win either way—you die, or you return, crowned, and I wear your glory like a second skin.”
Then he leaned in, voice soft as poison:
“Touching you always made me want to vomit.”

She wore his ring at her coronation.
He wore a smirk—and a new fiancée.

Marked by Him I Became the Dragon Clan's Forbidden Toy - That crown wasn’t a reward. It was a trap.

Then Silas laughed. From inside her heart.

The dragon didn’t just bleed when she struck it down.
It bound.

Its last prince—Silas—wove his dying soul into her chest using her own blood. Now he lives there: sharp-tongued, ancient, and utterly uninvited.

When she screams, “Get out of me!”, he answers:
“You can’t kill me—you’re bound to me.”

No begging. No pleading. Just a deal:
“I’ll teach you control—or watch you turn feral in three days.”

Her eyes narrow. Scales bloom like ink beneath her skin.
Holy water doesn’t cleanse—it feeds.
When she grabs a dagger and snarls, “I’ll stab myself through the heart first!”, he sighs:
“You can’t kill yourself. It’s easy. That’s the Dragon Clan’s curse on dragon slayers.”

Marked by Him I Became the Dragon Clan's Forbidden Toy - Then Silas laughed. From inside her heart.

So what happens when the monster they feared starts enjoying the fire?

She rolls up her sleeve—and watches iridescent scales pulse across her forearm. Not like disease. Like armor forming.

She laughs—full-throated, fearless—as the executioner’s blade melts mid-swing.

She stops correcting people who call her “Dragon.”
Stops flinching when they hiss “abomination,” “crownless queen,” or “the kingdom’s mistake.”

Because now? Every insult is fuel.
Every betrayal, a spark.

And Silas? He’s no longer just a voice in her skull.
He’s the first one who sees her change—and doesn’t look away.

Marked by Him I Became the Dragon Clan's Forbidden Toy - So what happens when the monster they feared starts enjoying the fire?

What if “forbidden toy” was never the insult they meant—
but the title she was born to wear?

Tap in before she burns down the throne room.
This isn’t your usual heroine’s journey.
It’s her coronation as the monster they feared.