American Dragon: Jake Long Novels & Stories

From the corner of my eye, I noticed Dario walking out of the place, body coated in blood. “You’re not special, Alpha Jason. You’re just a low life, a disgusting, irritating and selfish person. You’re no different from Williams. Did you think I came in here without a plan?” Jake snarled, leaping at the wolf again, dragging him by his tail again. Jake towered over him again. “I won’t kill you even if you’re nothing but a useless bastard. The people have a right to see the face of the traitor who had been exploiting them, don’t you think?” Jake says.

Former-Alpha of Fleet Wood, Draxon, declared, “That’s not very nice, Lucy. And, for the record, Jake really did like you. Idio—” Xandar growled at the mention of Jake, and pounced on Draxon. Draxon didn’t avoid the king’s attack fast enough, so Xandar caught his leg, broke his limbs and was cracking his neck slowly. Draxon howled in pain before he whimpered and scratched Xandar’s hands to loosen his tightening grip, but to no avail. Then, a gust of the wind from behind Xandar nicked the left side of his arm. Another gust came from the front and nicked the right side of the same arm.

No one said anything for a long time until the female started talking. “First, let me introduce myself. My name is Jade, and I am the mate of Kellan, whom you have already met. I am human, but because I am mated to a Dragon, I am able to live an exceptionally long life. I am over two hundred years old.”

She did, baring her neck as a sign of submission, of peace. “We didn’t come to fight, we are rogues, but we aren’t feral.” “Why are you here then?” The man that stood at the front asked Jake. “I’m here to see Draco…is he the alpha of this pack? Or am I on the wrong grounds?” The men looked at each other, then the same one spoke again. “Draco is here, but I doubt he’d want to speak to rogues. I’ll mindlink him.” He stood quiet for a moment and then he smirked. “He told me to kill you both.”

Jake along with his Beta and Delta having bonded with the Lycan King himself during their four years of training. “I don’t suppose that I could sweet talk you into staying any longer than what was agreed upon could I?” chuckles the voice of the King. The Lycan King standing at 6 foot 6 inches while sporting lush black hair and golden color eyes. “Afraid not your Majesty. Our mate is finally turning 18 and we want to be present for when they get their wolf” admits Jake, excited to finally see Tori after four long years of being away. Four years and Jake couldn’t wait for the day that they could finally return home. “Please, call me Arlo. We’re friends after all right?” questions Arlo to Jake.

His smile widens and accepts it. “You’re too young in this kind of job. You’ll still have many things to learn. Nice to meet you too, Miko. You can call me JD-hyung.” He said as we shake hands. Then he looked at Aikon-hyung. He noticed it and said, “Grey of Dark Knight, 18. A black belter and master of martial arts. In charge of training new agents and expert in face to face fights. Aikon Advincula outside but just call me Aikon. I’m Stargazer’s bar tender and Polaris’s barista. Hope we can be friends.”

I asked, concerned, as I noticed Jake collapsing to the ground. "While attempting to return from the mission, I was struck by energy. I quickly opened a portal and ended up here," Jake explained before losing consciousness. Dave and I rushed to his side. "Let me examine him," Dave said, using his healing magic on Jake. I realized I had sent Jake as a spy in the Dragon realm to gather information about Ella's mate's family. How did they discover his identity? I had cast a spell on Jake to prevent anyone from noticing his presence. "However, what's strange is the injury caused by the artificial magic weapon on Jake's body. Those weapons are primarily sold by the green witches," Dave responded,

Pepper is dragon and incredibly special. I'm lying in the grass and daydreaming because that's what lazy father dragons do for about three minutes each day. I'm imagining the portrait of Jewel and Pepper that now hangs in our great room. Mikael drew it. He barely survived Drakon's attack and his injuries keep him from a fulltime job. He has become our resident artist because he's surprisingly good. He lost most of the fingers on his left hand, but it doesn't keep him from producing amazing portraits that are now sprinkled around our castles.

In the house built on it, at the visitors apartment, Jake his G-5, the god of War of Mega Island - Sterling City Sworn Enemy - and the triad imperials of Delta city were seated having a discussion. Jake's plan was to overthrow Mark and become the new president general but he can't without the silver ring! And now he already has the support of literally everyone. Mark's mum, Flora is held captive and could be a possible resource to be used to exchange for the silver ring, if Hannah fails to bring it.

"You are?" He pulls up his jacket sleeve to reveal a Dragon tattoo. "The names Cain." I turn to him. He looks Dragon. Tattooed in weird rune like ink. Black hair shaved high and massive. I walk to him slowly. I pull out my phone. "One touch and I have the Unit down on this place faster than you can run." I point my phone at him. "You fuck with me, and the Unit will carry your body out in pieces." "I'm Ex-dragon dude. Your threats don't scare me." He tips his beer back. "You want Alexi or what?"