Mag-log inCassius
My professors must hate me, because out of all of the students that I could be paired with, Mr. Chen chose Avery. Thanks to my parents, I see her enough at home, and now I have to put up with her here at school, too. She never belonged here and she won’t just disappear. My brothers and I don't need her because we are capable of caring for ourselves and this kingdom.
Sometimes, I think that my parents assigned her to us just to torture me. In their ignorance, they assumed that her quiet nature would rub off on my brothers and me. All being around her does is infuriate me. She is so frail, meek, and plain. She doesn't deserve to be in the dragon world. I wish she would disappear into the human world from where she came. No doubt, they would reject her, too. Perhaps, that's why she was an orphan in the first place, even her own kind didn't want her. When I am king, no outsider will be accepted into our tribe unless they pass whatever task I assign. My parents were fools to unconditionally accept humans. Humans nearly hunted dragons to extinction at one point. That is why we put up the barrier. No human is allowed through unless accompanied by a dragon, yet Avery somehow managed to. If there was a crack in the barrier, I could understand how Avery is here. However, there was no such crack, because my brothers and I checked, even after a patrol verified that the barrier was fully intact.
Mr. Chen handed out our course list and I let out a frustrated groan as I read over it. Unfortunately, it looks like there are a lot of joint lab activities. I need to find a way to ditch them and leave Avery alone to complete them. I will not work side-by-side with her. Just looking at her makes me want to grab a handful of her hair and bang her head on the table. My dragon, Asher, would love nothing more than to burn her to a crisp. Such things are against the laws within our tribe, but once she's old enough to leave here, all bets are off. Then I can hunt her down like the scared little rabbit she is.
“Umm, Cassius, I need your thumbprint for this project,” she timidly says in her mousey little voice that makes me want to squish her like a bug.
I snarl as I bite into my thumb. She wants a thumbprint, I will give her one in blood. I watch her gag as I put my bloody thumbprint onto the slide. On the inside, I laughed at her grossed-out reaction, but this further proves that she doesn't belong in our world. This world is grotesque, gruesome, and bathed in blood. If she can't handle a few drops of blood on a slide, there is no way that she could handle a war. Wars are commonplace here, because there are species always thinking that they can defeat dragons, ever since the humans got lucky during the Middle Ages. When she rushed over to a nearby trash can to vomit, I turned to the class and winked. Mr. Chen gave her a restroom pass and approached me. He leaned down to whisper, “You might be our future king, but you have not earned that title yet. I suggest you learn how to treat your subjects.” I nod, but internally, I roll my eyes. This old fart knows nothing about governing. My brothers and I were groomed for this since the day we were born.
With Avery gone, I could relax and joke with my friends. I had four girls begging to be my partner, and if I had any other teacher than crabby Mr. Chen, I could have my choice of prime pussy, as Clint does. Perhaps I should start distancing myself from Jessica and explore until I can scent out my mate. If I didn't need this elective to graduate, I would drop the class. I know that Avery will make sure that I pass, because if she doesn't, I will make her pay. Since my passing grade is secured, I can use my free time to explore every girl in this school until I find my mate.
End Cassius's POV
My day just keeps getting worse. I hate Mondays! I am unsure how I can avoid Cassius, but I need to find a way. I understand why Mr. Chen paired us, because Cassius needs to pass this class in order to graduate. I am a diligent student and I excel at science, which makes me the perfect lab partner for anyone struggling to pass. To my horror, the person struggling to pass just happens to be Cassius. Since his dragon is so powerful and influential, let’s see if it can help him pass.
Unlike many students, I like most of the teachers here, but Mr. Chen is different; I like him the most. He is a nice older man and is friends with my adoptive parents. He, like them, rarely lets his dragon out. I am still afraid of him, but not as much as I am of my classmates, especially The Trio and the Hoity Hags. I wish there was a way to rewind time. I would gladly go back to when I was three and prevent my parents from leaving our house that day. Then I would never have accidentally wandered into the dragon realm. To this day, I still don't know how I was able to. Supposedly, there is a magical barrier preventing unknowing humans from trespassing.
Alone with my thoughts, my anxiety near crippling levels, I spent the remainder of Mr. Chen’s class in the restroom. I did not want to see Cassius again or hear what the other students whispered about me. I just wanted to hide until this day was over, but I could not. I left the safety of the bathroom stall and hurriedly walked to my next class. It is a literature course. Miss Alman, a petite obese woman with gray hair and horn-rimmed glasses, assigns us seats.
Without saying a word, Conner slams his book down beside me. Startled, I nearly jumped out of my seat while he chuckled quietly. “Settle down class. You are each now seated beside not just your writing partner for this term, but your co-star, as well. Each pair is responsible for writing and performing their own play. If you refuse to perform, you will fail this course, and for many of you, that means that you will not graduate. So I suggest that you all take this assignment very seriously,” she said.
I put my head down on my desk. The world must hate me. First, my parents are killed and I am raised in an orphanage in the human world, then, because even human kids hate me, I ran and ended up being adopted by dragons. Now, I am stuck having to work with my dragon tormentors or else I can never leave this place. Fuck my luck! The world hates me!
I offered Cassius a quick smile before I turned back to a stunned Draven. “Come!” I commanded. Robotically, he walked to us as we were standing beside Cassius’s car. I wonder why I have this effect on him. Regina spoke in my mind, “I think one of our tribe members is in him. But I will say that using my big girl voice feels really good.” I giggle inside because it does feel good to not cower. In fact, it feels damn good. In addition to my newfound confidence, I feel something else: this dark fire that begins to spark and burn. As the heat rises, so does my anger. My mates surround Draven, preventing his escape. Could he use magic? Yes, but that requires chanting and his coven, based on the ritual I had witnessed. “You took something you had no right to,” I growled.“What are you talking about? Who are you, people?” Draven asks. Cassius takes a step closer to Draven. His glare intensifies, “You know exactly who we are.” His head turned to me before he looked back at Draven, “Now mee
The moment we pulled into the town limits of Blackbriar, I suddenly realized that everything I read was true. The history of this place was a dark one. Pre-1600, it was originally sacred ground for rituals performed by Native Americans. In the late 1600s, European settlers arrived, and there were witch trials where many witches and innocent souls were burned. In the 1700s, a mysterious epidemic breaks out, and the town is essentially now dead. Many think that the witches got their revenge. In the 1810s, the War of 1812 began; Blackbriar became a penal colony, which included a prison and a hospital where many soldiers were tortured. Their bodies were buried in unmarked graves. In the 1830s, the Native American forced removal policy in North America started, and many died unnecessarily. In the 1850s, a gem mine was found, and the town was revitalized. In the 1860s, a prison camp for Civil War POWs was built, and later used as a normal prison. In the 1890s, Native Americans ended organiz
After I saw everything that Draven did, I went back to my body. The Trio sat cradling me between them. It was sweet, but I needed to tell them everything, because I had a surprise planned. I need to do it during the full moon because that's when witches are at their peak, and I yearn for him to fall hard. “If witches could just seize a dragon, all of them would. Why this guy?” Conner asks.“I don't know, and I don't care. That dragon was waiting for its person to be reborn. He just took it. It didn't choose him!” The room began to shake as a crack of thunder sounded overhead, and all of the lights went out.Conner strokes my hair and my cheek, “Avery, you need to calm down a bit, or you might form a tornado, and we have not had one of those in centuries.” He kisses me softly, “Please calm down, please.”I know he's right. But what Draven did bothers me. Does he think that because he now has a dragon, he could have one as a mate? It doesn't work like that. We don't choose. We either
Draven’s POVI have been trying this ritual every year since I was sixteen. Sixteen was when I became a man in this goddess-forsaken town. A Seer foretold that I would find my mate, as Tiamat has been reborn. I was told to do a summoning ritual during the full moon when it is in the constellation of Sagittarius. I have done that for the last six years. I am tired of waiting for and wanting what is mine and the power that I will gain from our union. After the ritual failed again this spring, I decided to try it in September. I will try it every month if that's what it takes. “Primordial mother, I summon you. Tiamat, I summon you.”During this rite, we will be passing through stages of astral Draconthropy to become as Tiamat, to become a dragon - powerful, wise, decisive, standing in our power where we will harness 'melammu,' the black flame and spark of creation that resides within us, to be our own gods and stand in our power. We are going to use Leviathan, the dragon god of the subc
When Clint and I returned from the college library, we went to a restaurant and had lunch before we made it into our tribal lands. Everybody kept looking at us. Clint shrugged and told me that everyone recognizes nobility, but I still didn't like how they looked at me with their judgemental eyes. Regina didn't either because I felt her pacing. I hurriedly ate and told Clint I was just very hungry, when in reality, I just wanted to get back home. It was still early afternoon when we got to the palace. We had about two hours before the others would be home. “I think it is time that we should pick up where we left off at the library,” Clint says, as a sly smile creeps across his luscious lips. I bite my lip as I raise an eyebrow, “Oh?”He laughs as he picks me up and carries me to his room. He reaches around his television and presses a button. The wall shifts to reveal a hidden room. I gasp before he kisses me. It is an erotic playroom like the ones I had read about in some of my book
It has been three days since the incident at the river. We are still no closer to figuring out who wanted to incapacitate or kill the Naga Tribe’s dragons. I have tried to be around more of the members of our tribe, but I have not felt or seen anything. Maybe, I was wrong to assume that someone within our tribe might have helped or known something. I am trying to relax in a bath when I am hit with a vision. Not thinking, I jump out of the tub and go from room to room looking for one of my mates. I tried Cassius first since his room was the closest to mine, but he wasn't there. Conner wasn't in his room either. I threw open Clint’s door and he was getting dressed for school. “I need to go to a human library.”He rushed over to me and shut the door. He pulled me to him, “I will, but first, don't you think you need to dry off and put on some clothes? Not that I don't love looking at your naked body, but I don't want strangers looking at what is mine.” I tried to cover myself and he chuc
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At first, being marked scared me, because I am still coming to grips with what I am, as well as, everything that has happened to me. Regina wants to remain hidden, and I want her to as well, because something just doesn't feel right. We don't resemble any of the dragons here or their humans. Maybe







