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Those eyes burned like an unquenchable flame, testing her patience and scrutinizing her every move. Dragon sat beside his wife, Olivia, who exuded confidence and satisfaction as she spoke to him in a calm tone. His sleek black hair and sharp gaze made him resemble a meticulously crafted statue. Yet, what truly set Dragon apart was the commanding aura that surrounded him—a power that demanded either respect or fear. Jenny, on the other hand, wore a simple dress that highlighted her natural beauty, her wavy hair and green eyes giving her a captivating, understated charm.

I could feel something moving through me, an attraction that I hadn’t felt before. Sure, he was tall, dark, and handsome. His cheekbones were high and his body looked like something that had been molded by the gods. It didn’t explain why a part of me wanted to lay my head down against him. To rub my cheek against his scarred chest, press my lips against those four ragged lines. “I’m a dragon and I've claimed you as my mate.” I didn’t say anything to him, I didn’t know what that meant. A dragon, that I was his mate. How was I supposed to respond to that?

"I'm sure he did, he was a handsome dragon after all." "The older dragon, decided to keep the handsome young dragon for himself." His eyes lowered as he moved the cloth cleaning my other breast. "He taught the younger dragon all about how pleasure can come from the pain. Taught the younger dragon how to crave it, how to need it so badly that he couldn't control his dragon without it."

During my time, however, I catch bits of information that pique my interest. While the Dragon King is the ruler of this land, there isn’t much known about him, or the Royal Family. I learned many things this eventing as I dusted cornices atop wobbling ladders. His name, Zarek Nightflame, rests heavily on my mind. No matter how much I try to ignore it, I find myself speaking it in silence, just to see how it feels on my tongue.

“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.

Should the Keeper of the Dragon Stone die, it would cause all Dragons to die. The book also explains that should all Dragons die, mass destruction would plague the earth. Without Dragons, there isn’t a balance. Dragons are a superior race, that protects the earth itself. Knowing that, I felt stupid for attempting to end my life. According to what I read, there are all kinds of Dragons. Some, such as Water Dragons, help safeguard oceans and even try to prevent natural disasters, but they are also the cause of some of them. While there are some Dragons that aren’t particularly good, most Dragons are known for their Honor.

asked the red dragon, who had been violently thrown onto an island. "Hahaha, afraid? What should I be afraid of?" the golden dragon retorted to the red dragon. "You should be afraid of your death, which will cause the Emperor Dragon bloodline to disappear completely from this world." The red dragon replied coldly. The golden dragon is considered the highest-ranking dragon within the Sacred Beast tribe, not only in the Sacred Beast world but almost throughout the entire world and even in the divine realm, where the golden dragon is regarded as the highest. If the golden dragon is called the guardian dragon, then he is called the destroyer dragon. His pleasure in killing and destroying the ent

"Good luck! I can barely get my little brother to listen to me, even when my advice is for his own good." "Are you talking about Crown Prince Primus?" Orion grunts, not making eye contact. "The one we met on the beach?" "Yes," I confirm. "I am the oldest of my clutch. Primus might be the oldest drake, but I am the oldest dragon from our trio." "He doesn't look that impressive," he balks. "Well, he's very stubborn," I smile. "And he is more impressive than you can see on the surface. He is the most powerful and skillful Earth Dragon on the continent.

“But she is a hybrid and you are a pure dragon. Are you lying to me, dragon?” “She can’t lie to you. Geez, do neither of you know anything about dragons?” Nylion asks. “Kenna is arguable the third strongest dragon currently alive, second only to Ancalagon and Eliane, and both of them have access to all four elements,” Kenzo says, coming to my defense. I’m surprised that Faeler doesn’t tell him to shut up, but apparently both men are interested in taking out Kenna and therefore, Yhendorn. I’ve known Yhendorn my entire life. He’s a good man, a good king from what I’ve been able to tell, and he’s been a perfect mate to Kenna. I’m not surprised that she’s pregnant.

Harris thought it was so magical being in the sky and looking at the two large dragons flying on their right. Harris could easily tell which one was Lana. Her dragon was almost half the size of Adonis and Atticus. Draven was bigger than both. His wing span was larger, and his body was twice the size of Lana's. Draven’s tail stretched out longer than the other two dragons. The spikes along his head and neck were sharper, more pronounced and longer, and his talons looked deadlier.