100 Novel(s) Related To Draco X Reader

I take in everything at once. My brothers and their mates surround Drakon. He's actually hissing and lunging at each of them in turn. Roxy's face is covered in blood but she's up and ready to kill him. I catch her eye and almost throw the halberd her way. I meet Acasia's gaze and without another thought toss her the halberd. In one motion she catches it and swings.

"How do you even know about the great book?" Sighing, Luca moved towards the back of the cave. Leaning against the rocky wall, he frowned. "After you were infected with the poison, by all rules you should've died..." Gazing at the fire he continued. "The great book had a connection with you, the same way you do with other Dragons. Before the poison could take your life completely, the Great Book sent her last energy to you..." Snapping his gaze back to me, his face hardened. "She has chosen you to have her energy, to live on in her name and help other riders... To be the saviour of the Dragons."

The structures Valen had built being dismantled and replaced with something that had been built in the open, by the people it affected, as promised. One year of Rocco finding his way back. Of Lilly's voice returned and her parents' names known and the seer's sight no longer hidden. Of Xavier and Kara. Of Elara free and present and teasing Draco with the specific, comfortable pleasure of a woman who had a great deal of time to make up for. One year of Draco, mortal and glad. One year of me. Not hidden. Not afraid. Home. I was in the library when Draco found me. He came in the door, the armchair, the familiar geography of it and sat and looked at me in the window seat and did the watching thing, which he had stopped pretending he wasn't doing approximately four months into our marriage.

“They will die if that bubble breaks. They will fall into that inferno.” “Yes, but it won’t happen.” “You have a plan, then?” Cecilia asks. “Of course, you do. You always do.” “I don’t this time,” I am honest with her. “Xena, Xena, Xena. The name that has been on my lips for years,” Draco says before letting out his evil laughter. “Oh, it is just you, Draco. The one-legged witch. You must have PTSD. How is the wound?” “Shut up!”

She asked, not knowing if it really mattered, but she hoped that it would help. Vivienne answered, “Xander Voidwalker, dragon of void, Lucian Lightbrighter, dragon of light, Darius Stone, dragon of Earth, Cassius Stromrider, dragon of Storm, Kieran Frost, dragon of Ice, Lean Blackthorn, dragon of Shadow and Kai Morrison, dragon of fire.” The names resonated through Maya like a physical force, each striking a different chord within her. She swayed, overwhelmed by the sudden influx of sensations—her newly awakened dragon nature responding to each male in ways her human mind couldn't process.

Ximi is suddenly off-balanced as the Draco drags him with its clamped jaw. The Draco then turns while dragging Ximi. When the momentum was fast enough, the Draco lets go of Ximi’s arm, sending him flying to the ground with a powerful throw. Ximi feels his body ache as the force shakes him to the core. He immediately stands up. He wasn’t done yet. Looking up, Ximi sees the Draco charging forward while roaring. It wasn’t done either. Waiting for the Draco to enter his range, Ximi prepares himself. Then he strikes.

“Mr. Draco’s circulatory system was damaged, yet he is still able to maintain his master-level prowess. May I presume that he was a grandmaster at the peak of his health?” Mr. Draco narrowed his eyes and got on his knees. “Dr. Kayson, I beg you to heal me! I, Skye Draco, am willing to forever be your follower!” Mr. Draco’s full name was Skye Draco. “Are you the “Dragon Slayer” who has gone missing for the past few years?” Jeremy was surprised.

The next morning after a sleepless night of tossing in bed unable to clear the thought of Ellie from her mind Stacy walked into the conference room where Mal, Ellie, Valaria and Drake were waiting, funnily enough Drake was a Dragon-shifter, he joined the Pack about a month ago after hearing of Dominic and Valaria’s mating, he was the son of the Ice Queen and a very devout follower of her teachings, but like most Dragons, he has a curious and rebellious nature, Drake’s particular rebellion of choice was to join The All Kinds Pack and become their advisor to all things Preternatural, beside Mal, Drake was the oldest being in the Pack, he had seen more Preternatural events than the entire Pack combined and he had quite a remarkable gift, he was a reader. “Stacy, thank you for joining us,” Drake said as he gestured for everyone to take a seat at the large Oak table, he was such a dominant force, not his tone, that was actually quite polite and courteous, it was the vibes that came off of him, they breathed Royalty, there wasn’t an ounce of submission in him which made him perfect at getting answers, it didn’t hurt that his accent was European and he had the build of something extremely muscular, he tried to hide it under a very dark, almost charcoal suit but clearly the tailor didn’t get the message and made it fit his form in a way that screamed Masculinity,

“I felt it. I’ve been with a reasonable number of ladies, and I’ve never felt anything like this. She was like a fucking medicate. I may not get enough.” Draco rolled his eyes, lifting his bottle of water to his mouth and inclining against the bar they were standing at. “You’re perusing as well numerous sentiment books, my man,” Draco said beneath his breath. Gage and Leo burst out chuckling, but Claw remained gazing. Draco attempted to giggle everything off, keeping up the exterior of his energetic and vaporous personality. “Yeah, perhaps your dick was fair lonely?” Gage jested, including fuel to the fire.

Alexi had told me that the longer they were in their world, the longer it would take for them to return, and I cursed my heart for falling too deeply in love with them. Martha told me the most interesting story when she saw the mark on my shoulder. The patient I had thought was challenged initially happened to be a heartbroken dragon mate who lost her mind while waiting for her mate to return. The moment she saw the mark, she began to cry, telling me they won't return. She showed me her mark, and I realised she was the one that wrote the infamous' Fucked by Dragons' book. I asked her why she did not tell me the truth and made up all those crazy stories, and she asked me if I would have believed her. She was right. I wouldn't have believed her; I would have ensured she was committed. Her mind link to the triplets was why she could listen in on their frequency. Her knowledge of their world was why the lizards were asked to keep an eye on her, and just like Amrah, her children were dragonless dragons because her mates were from Amrah's clan.

"Will you stay with me no matter what?" "How can you ask that?" I turned her in my arms so that she could see the depth of my sincerity. "There is nothing that you could have done that would make me love you less." "Don't make promises you cannot keep, Orion Daax," her gaze was piercing and far too mature for a dragon not quite 50. Her eyes tell the story of a drakaina who has seen three times the life she has, all of it hard and dark. "I have done some terrible things. Unforgivable things."

The dragon was not sure which was more beautiful, the way that beautiful cock moved, or the way his beautiful body jerked upwards as he thrusts into him hard and fast. Harris' warm wet walls were soaked, the slick seeped out around Atticus' fat cock and allowed him to hear the beautiful wet sound as he slammed his cock into Harris again and again as they both quickly approached salvation. Atticus' arms trembled as he held and gripped Harris' thighs. The smaller Alpha's body continued to jerk upwards with each thrust as his head thrashed side to side while his toes curled, and he screamed incoherent words. “I…I… oh Draven… my King!... Yes!” Harris practically chanted and the dragon king was brought to his knees as he cried out Harris' name while falling against the smaller Alpha's chest as he came harder than he ever came.

Damien was hard to read, he was the type I would pass on as an unpredictable person. So reserve and brutal with his gait posture. But sincerely, just a look at him gives me the creep. and the book name sounds like he was trying to pass a message but what was it? The Sins Of A Wolf? it sounds so familiar to me that I was really cracking my brain to remember. "Don't ever come here unless on my command," Drayce said, his voice was so harsh and pained that I wished I could soak them all in. I wished he would bare me his pain to carry for him, show him that I am here with him.

If I could go back to a few days ago when I received Cyran’s email, I would have packed my bags and left. “It might not be possible for humans, but Dragons have abilities that humans couldn’t dream of. Some of us can read minds, while others have different abilities. It isn’t like I always invade someone’s privacy, but I thought now was the exception.” Kellan moved off the couch he was on and came to sit between Jade and me.

This dragon woman was too intimidating for his likings. Following Sarah down the hall, holding her hand tightly, Luke arrived at the massive double door behind which was one of the most interesting libraries he has ever seen. The energy he could feel as soon as he stepped in was very unusual. Even without further inspection, he was sure that energy was coming from the books and scrolls neatly aligned on the shelves that covered the walls entirely. “Impressive.” He said in approval. “Thank you, son. I devoted my life to collecting knowledge of supernatural world and magic.” Richard was very proud of his possession. “But I never came across anything concerning your kind… phoenixes, just some legends here and there, but nothing concrete.”

His expression, and an annoyed Jenny, gave me a little sense of satisfaction. Then suddenly, the doors opened, making the room as quiet and cold as a graveyard. The Beta walked in, but he wasn’t alone, he was with Alpha Drax. The most handsome, yet terrifying man l’d ever seen, towering at over six feet tall. His physique gave off raw power, and his presence a chilling aura. His hair was black as coal, a well-shaped angular face with blue eyes that made him stand out more. His presence was enchanting, yet dangerous. It was giving a wolf in sheep’s clothing.

I take in everything at once. My brothers and their mates surround Drakon. He's actually hissing and lunging at each of them in turn. Roxy's face is covered in blood but she's up and ready to kill him. I catch her eye and almost throw the halberd her way. I meet Acasia's gaze and without another thought toss her the halberd. In one motion she catches it and swings.

How many times has he told me how dangerous this enemy is? “Drake wanted to set a trap for me without realising he was just a part of a game, for me to be able to set him a trap.” Jax laughs rough, dark, and deep. A cold shiver runs down my spine, realising the way he laughs with deep, dark satisfaction that this isn’t just about me. It’s way more. It’s about his hate and disgust towards Drake. It reminds me of that night, hearing Drake’s sadistic laugh. Everything inside of me wants to get away from here, away from this situation, away from both of them right now, even if my wolf disagrees. “Too bad, he won’t even know it was me. He’s not the only one with a powerful witch.”

ADRIANA’S POV “What did you want to ask?” Daciana says, pulling me from my train of thoughts. I keep reading the book in my hand, to be honest, I’ve been repeating the same line, which I’m sure I’ve read before since I came out. Xander glances at me and I quickly avert my gaze, going back to my book and once again reading the same line. “The day you went out, for shopping,” he adds the last part with a pointed tone. I can see Daciana’s eyes roll from here, her brother doesn’t pay her much mind.

“You are so beautiful, dark dragon,” Madchen reached her arms around his neck, never wavering her gaze. “As are you, Madchen, and I love you,” Drago crashed his lips onto hers, searing her mouth with his passion.Black wings erupted from his back, engulfing Madchen in a cocoon of protection. He didn’t care that he was standing stark naked in front of his gathering family, all he cared about was that Madchen accepted him for what he was, a dragon who had found his mate.