Awakened Dragon Novels & Stories

He knew I wanted Damian with every ounce of my being. “I will get Damian without your help,” I rolled my eyes to the back of my head, “so leave me alone” “Aiden will be dead in a few days and Selena will finally become mine before her awakening. You can get Damian,” my head whipped up at his statement . “What do you mean by her awakening?” “Do you want him back or not?” “Of course I do” “Well, it’s settled” he handed me a tiny bottle from his breast pocket, “just make sure he drinks this and we are good to go. I will be waiting for your call, Kourtney. Do not mess this up again”

“But the final fragment is not yours to claim.” Caden drew his sword, stepping protectively in front of Aria and Rollan. “You’ll have to go through me first.” The master’s smile widened, his hand raising to summon a swirl of dark energy. “As you wish.” Before he could strike, the ground trembled once more, and from the fissure below, a massive form emerged—a dragon, its scales blackened by ash, its eyes burning with the same fiery light as the fragment. The cult master’s smile faltered, his gaze flicking to the beast. “It seems the guardian has awakened.”

I added and he glared at me, trying to stable his feet on the floor as his eyes became more drowsy by the moment. In less than five minutes, I had a swan of armies lying down inside the room in different directions as they snored. “I don't understand.” Amelia finally spoke up for the first time since the warriors were asleep and Damien nodded like he was in support of her not understanding. Oh wait, maybe he also means that he didn't understand. “What part do you not understand?” I simply asked as I placed the base of my boots on one of the warriors head but he was completely immobile, they almost look dead.

It screamed at the dragon heading towards him, and used its claws to hold the dragon, as it then used its beak to kill it. It fought the sky dragons, and even though it was a brutal one, the eagle was still winning. "I didn't know he could summon a beast" one of the contestants said as they watched the fight. "At least we might be able to get out of here unscathed, with the way things are going" another said as they continued moving. Yami was impressed by what he was seeing as he thought, "I don't get it, what really is his power, is it that he has time magic, or is it that he can summon beasts, or maybe he has both"

His body seemed to tremble with excitement, and he couldn't contain his excitement any longer. With an exuberant burst of energy, Bless jumped up from his seat, and his tiny feet pattered on the stage as he ran towards the presenter, who knelt down to his level, extending a shiny trophy towards him. Bless's small hands reached out, trembling with excitement, to accept the trophy. It felt like a treasure from a fairy tale, and he clutched it to his chest with a mix of pride and wonder.

None of them could hold my gaze. "All of you. You all lied to me. You all knew. For how long have you known who I was?" I inquired, thankfully, my voice held strong and steady, not musical, just me. "When a new dragon is born, we... we get alerted. More so... our Ice dragon and.... The leader's mate." Nyxaria whispered, eyes glued to the floor. My heart broke. "Since I was born? You know... everything?" "Everything." Nyxaria affirmed.

Focus! "Thats when my grandmother discovered that I had an old and bitter lycan spirit. She did a spell to calm the beast and he felt dormant. I guess that I was feeling the lost a lot more than I thought I did for all these years. The beast is calling prime. On my ascension he will awaken and we will become one and I will have my prime lycan form," he said, staring into the depst of the world within his mind. "So Prime is the sleeping wolf in your mind," I said, tilting my head slightly.

He buries himself deep and within a very short time we explode. Our elicit routine varies little. Tahr leads me out on the perch and we shift. Sex in dragon form is a craving I won't deny myself. It's different and somehow more fulfilling. It always leaves me exhausted and afterward I'm able to sleep without haunting, lonely dreams of my dragon. Tahr flies by my side afterward and watches with forlorn eyes as I enter my room. And my heart breaks again. ***

Brock was standing up with a smile and a look of approval on his face. “You’re done,” he said, reaching his hand out for me. I took it and got up, noticing that my feet are touching the ground now. “What just happened?” “You were in your awakening stage. That blue ball of light you just saw was your magic. I’m not surprised you dominated it on your first try,” he beamed at me. I was left speechless. This awakening dragon thing is completely new to me. My head is spinning after what just happened. It’s not like we werewolves don’t believe in magic. We know it existed, but only at the spring of dragons and witches and other supernatural beings that can wield its power.

The next morning, waking up to someone who is touching her in a sexy way-it is a state of mind in between wakefulness and dream; she experiences a kind of falling sensation when her soul goes back to her body. Lewis is kneeling at the bedside, licking her legs to her lady parts. It feels so good that she can’t resist it. Christa used to love wake-up sex in the morning; Lewis has already finished the foreplay. Suddenly she is aching all over and the pain rings a bell in her head. Christa knows she has to stop him, but her hot skin wants more. She hesitates for the merest fraction of a second; Lewis is inside her.