Alpha Dragon Island Novels & Stories

I furrowed my brows in confusion as there was no island or any landmass that I could see. Just as I was about to ask a question, the sun rose just over the horizon and a brilliant flash of gold erupted over the entire skyline, momentarily blinding me. When my vision cleared of the golden haze I gasped in surprise as a massive island appeared out of nowhere. It was huge and there were hundreds of dragons in the air and on the highest mountain peak was a beautiful stone structure, carved out of the mountainside itself, the brilliantly coloured rocks looking like magic.

He specialises in torture, is a vampire / wolf hybrid, and runs the Irish Mob out in Boston. Dante Rios, Alpha Dragon shifter based out in Vegas. He’s head of the Duskfall Syndicate, and every bit as deadly as you can imagine. Don’t venture into the desert at night, because rumour has it, he can’t control his own beast. Little do they know, he likes not being in control.

Atticus turned to face the men who were now on their knees crying after feeling their Alpha die. “Anyone from your pack dares to step foot into my territory again it will be the last thing you ever do.” Atticus turned, shifting. The large dragon shifted, his body stretching out over Harris who lay on the ground naked and bleeding. The Dragon carefully picked Harris up with his claws before thrusting his wings down as he jumped into the air.

I laughed, “You know me so well. I may need to do that. Let’s finish watching this movie, then I will think about it.” That is when my phone rang. I answered on the first ring without even looking to see who is calling, “Hello?” To my relief, it was Luna Abby, “Hey Princess Chloe, I have Alpha Damien, Gideon Begay, his mate Willow Begay, his brother and second in command, Denali Begay, and his mate, Isla Begay.” I put the phone on speaker and said, “Hello everyone, I am Princess Chloe Bergeron from the Northern Dragon Kingdom, and I have my mate, Prince Aidinth Dash. We’re very happy to meet you all.”

Nezetta could not possibly know what Daegal must have matured to become, so Naomi could not bear to have any hope that Daegal would understand her, call off the wedding and help her get back to her life. . . Alsayf, also known as the Summer Islands. "Incendia!" Daegal yelled and in response, the magnificent dragon beneath him spread its jaws and spit out the red-hot flame from its mouth, razing both the soldiers and warhorses belonging to the enemy beneath. With a heavy thump, the dragon landed on the blood-soaked sand beating its wide, leathery wings and sending out gusts of wind. It roared fiercely at the men fighting about as Daegal alighted from its back, longsword in hand.

Darryl quivered and his mind suddenly went fuzzy. ‘Could it be…Wait, is this Divine Dragon’s habitat? The one who brought me here was the dragon that suddenly appeared?’ Darryl guessed it right. He was in the Clement Sea that was in the deepest part of the Wild Deserted Secret Region. The Legendary Island of Dragon was the only island in the sea. Thousands of years ago, human cultivators saw capturing dragons and enchanted beasts as a lifelong goal. As a result, there was a sharp decline in the population of the Divine Dragon clan. In the end, the Divine Dragon clan had to leave The Nine Continents completely and chose a new habitat.

I inform the group. Everyone turns their attention to Cedar. He looks to be in pain but he is pushing through. Whatever he has to say, it must be important. “Alastor has gotten extremely power. He created this new realm, but it has drained him. It may be a while before we see movement from him. The realm is made up of five islands. The one you rescued us on was the smallest.” “Are those islands the only land in that realm,” asks dragon elder Lumi. “As far as I know, yes,” says Cedar.

If it thought it was me then. "Who am I and what am I?" I asked. " Danae Ravdylon. Bearer of the Ice Dragon." It managed to sound dry even with its kind of voice. I folded my arms and nodded. "So, you're an ice dragon and I carry you. Fair enough." It flapped its wings again. "I am 'THE' Ice Dragon. The only one. The bearers may expire but I live forever. Only I. For another to be born, I have to expire."

The room felt colder, the shadows lengthening as his words carried a weight that seemed to reverberate through the very air. “The prophecy states that a child of Alpha blood, born under a rare lunar eclipse, will rise with power unmatched,” Aldric murmured, his voice low and gravely. “And that her awakening will mark the beginning of the Great War between the packs and the rogue wolves under the command of the Dark Lord.”

“What else is left? We rebuild, and another dragon will come. They always come.” “Better to live beneath their talons,” someone whispered, “than be crushed beneath their fire.” An argument broke like a storm—rage and desperation tangled in every voice. “They slaughtered our children!” “And yet we still breathe!” “Only because that monster grew bored!” A silence followed. Thick, shameful, final. The truth lay bare for them to see: boredom was mercy. The dragon had left not out of pity, but indifference. At last, Dominus spoke again. “Adistaktos is far. None who walk ever return. But those who reach it… they say the dragons let some serve. They eat well. They live.”