Baju Dragon Novels & Stories

Wearing something so revealing, she shook her head and decided not to think too much, she was part of them now. As she was about to open the door of her room, someone opened it with full force making her stumble backward with a little force, almost falling. “A weak human at that”, came the spiteful voice. She turned up to see who was there. It was a beautiful woman who looked like she was in her 40’s but she knew better than that, the woman could be over hundreds of years as she was a dragon. She was wearing a similar dress to Kaliyah as expected but she was adorned with gold jewelry that looked heavy on her neck, waist, ankles, wrists, and nose.

, I’m sure my brothers have explained.” Jenna shook her head, “Actually, they haven’t. I’d love to hear about it.” Adleigh smiled, “Of course. So, each royal dragon family has a specific color. There is red, purple, blue and black. Any dragon that shifts into that color, has royal blood.” Jenna nodded, “That’s interesting. So, since Clay’s dragon is green, he doesn’t have royal blood?” Adleigh smiled, “Exactly. “Jenna smiled, “That’s very interesting.” Adleigh sighed, “So, can you tell me about how you came here?” Jenna explained the whole story and Adleigh listened intently. “So, they think you can help save our species?” Jenna looked down, “Yes.. but I’m not so sure.” Adleigh smiled, “All

A trophy to parade around on their arm. I hated it. I hated all of them. I never let anyone in, not like I let Thane in. Then, I thought about the creature that emerged from the ocean, and I tried to be scared of it. Stand behind the awful things I said. I should be afraid of dragons. Those jagged teeth. Massive wings. Leathered skin with the gant of an apex predator. Golden horns coiled around his head like a crown. I suppose it made sense. Thane was the crown prince, and his dragon form showed it off unabashedly. The light that reflected off of beautiful iridescent scales. Shifting from midnight blue to black. Breathtaking.

These armors were the property of the Valdez family, seemingly referred to as the Mad Dragon Armor. From what Adrian had previously understood, the Mad Dragon Armor was incredibly precious. The Dragoria military had once spent five hundred billion gold, yet only managed to order five hundred sets. This meant that a single set of Mad Dragon Armor cost a staggering ten billion.

Beautiful. I went back inside and closed the doors, leaving the latch undone but my nerves marginally steadier. Cosmic jumped onto the bed like she’d claimed it by right, circling twice before plopping down with a huff. She stretched out, utterly unbothered by the change in surroundings. “Traitor,” I muttered. She flicked her tail and began grooming. The clothes Kaelith had provided lay folded neatly on a chair—simple, soft, and clearly made for someone larger than me, but not by much. Dragon-children sized, he’d said. I ran my fingers over the fabric, surprised by how warm it felt.

I had seen her with the children and I knew that she was going to be an amazing mother, just like she was to her older son. I walked over to my bag, kneeling down. I unzipped it and pulled out a sundress. Standing, I slipped on the dress, smoothing my hands over the white fabric that had small purple flowers across the bodice. The thin material covered some of my nakedness, making me more comfortable. Louis wasn’t shy about his body, or mine for that matter. He’d been a dragon for far longer than I’d been alive and I figured maybe with time I’d get more comfortable being naked as much as my mates were.

Liam swept the green dragon battle robe over his shoulders, and the embroidered creature seemed to stir to life. With each movement of the fabric, the dragon appeared to soar through stormy skies, commanding and fierce. At once, Calum and the armed warriors bowed deeply before Liam, then garbed in the symbol of his authority, and they cried out with reverence, "We, your loyal followers, salute you, Commander-in-chief of Pendragon!" Liam, adorned in a battle robe with a majestic green dragon and golden patterns, seemed to transform before their eyes. He exuded the commanding presence of the Chief of Pendragon, like a legendary God of War ready to shake the heavens and earth.

Bianca’s voice came back in pieces… “Diyorza.” The one Red Dragon had sent away and banned from ever returning to his island. Yet she still walks the Durango headquarters like she owns the air. Same face. Same body. Same cold certainty in her eyes. She walked a slow circle around him, hips rolling. A large strap-on hung on her waist, pink, eleven inches. One hand rested on the strap-on already slick and thick between her thighs. When she stopped in front of him, she grabbed a fistful of his hair and yanked his head back so hard his throat stretched.

The most prominent one's were the Golden Dragons that gave her a sense of deja vu. Frore opened her mouth to say something again, when she looked down and watched people screaming and running to save their lives. Someone pushed Frore and she fell down on the ground. Hissing, she turned around and watched a Grey Dragon passing over her, before a Golden Dragon appeared from behind it. Frore's eyes opened in horror and terror when that Golden Dragon opened his mouth wide to blow fire. In a spur of the moment, everything was burning and the scream remained struck in Frore's throat.

I looked at it before I turned back to her. When would she have the time to do this? She and her mate had come a long way this past months. Apparently the reason why she was behaving weird was because she was pregnant and couldn't decide whether she wanted to keep it or not. "Talia," I choked out. "When—" She waved me off and handed me the dress. "Try it," she said. "We don't have much time." The maids helped me into it. It was a gorgeous black velvet long bodycon dress, fitted with pockets, compartments, high shoulders and a long cape that had an image that looked suspiciously like.y dragon.