Best Dragon Shapeshifter Romance Novels Novels & Stories

Closer. She couldn’t breathe. And then, the dragon began to shift. Flame peeled back from him. His wings folded inward. The glow at his chest bled into flesh. Horns shortened. Claws pulled inward. And in seconds, Rhazien stood in his place, bare and glowing from within, his chest still lit from the fire beneath his skin.

The book was just in the living room on the coffee table. She graced me with a smile that dazzled me and left my heart fluttering. “I have a cheesy romance novel about dragons on mine.” “Dragons, you say.” My grin widened. “Yeah,” She blushed as she folded up the wrapper from her now finished sandwich and tucked it under her drink cup. “I like shifter romances.” “Maybe I can borrow it sometime?” I said, watching her cheeks heat up with a blush. “I don’t know, it’s a bit… Graphic.”

I can tell by the look in his eyes, his intense gaze, that he means every word he’s saying. “So, what will it be?” he asks me softly. “What?” I ask, not knowing what he’s talking about. I’m too mesmerized by his eyes. I swear I can see the dragon in his eyes, shifting around so he can see me more clearly. The greens, browns, and golds in his eyes shift and move, making it seem as if the dragon is forward, watching me as intently as the human is. But I know from listening to the others around me that dragons aren’t separate shifters. They are always dragons. Although, I’m not sure how that works for Ajax and the other hybrids. They were humans first. Maybe they are more like Kenna and the oth

The ice in my very veins melted as he grew even taller than he normally was and more muscular,ripping Zephyros's tunic in the process. I staggered backwards and tripped on a branch. I fell backwards on my rump and even the sting was not enough to take my eyes off him. He exhaled and the nearest tree turned to ash immediately. i scrambled backwards on impulse and the branch i had tripped on got caught in his web. He opened his eyes and twin pools of fire peered down at me. I didn't need Luna to tell me i was not looking at Zephyros anymore...no. Not entirely. What stared back at me was the Fire Dragon.

Then, the love they show their mates is unlike anything I’ve ever seen or experienced in my life. Unlike shifters who are basically humans with an animal spirit that gives them enhanced senses and strength, the dragons are always dragons. They evolved over time to shift into a human body so they could hide among the humans who hunted them nearly to extinction. A dragon feels and senses things much more strongly than others, so when they love, their love is force, unable to be resisted.

Everything was perfect. I knew from my parents that dragons feel things more deeply than other shifters or humans. Their love for each other was something of fairy tales. I knew when I fell in love with Cedric that he would be it for me, for the rest of my life. That’s just how we’re made. A dragon loves precious things – jewels, treasure, rare art objects and mates. Mates are the most precious of all.

Astrid, utterly spellbound, surrendered to an inexplicable attraction that defied all logic, succumbing to the irresistible charm that drew her deeper into his seductive web. Her attention then shifted to the right-hand page of the spread, where the formidable Dragon King, Phoenix Bronte Decker, graced the page. Astrid's attraction to this dragon was a complex interplay of fascination and admiration. His cryptic allure, akin to a magnetic force of nature, pulled her in like a moth to a flame. His rich, chocolate-colored skin exuded warmth and depth, capturing her attention not just physically but through the aura of ancient wisdom and power that enveloped him.

she said that but she didn't want to admit her inability to resist reading the book. It...called to her. She sat on the steps, sword now placed across her knees, as she opened the book. The words spilled into her mind like sunflower seeds. Valia Rostrag. A dragon who was incomplete. Hair black as night, kissed with streaks of impossible green, eyes like oceans that could drown a kingdom.

she takes my forked member in hand and positions the larger one at her opening, massaging the base, forcing it to elongate inside of her as she pushes me onto my back. Riding me she takes control, possessing me, reclaiming me as hers with a ferocity I've never seen, even in her fiercest moments. It is as if she is fighting a war to keep me, using her body to remind me of the truth and bring me home. The weak, scared girl I found in the cart is long gone. There is almost nothing left of her. In her place is a dragon queen whose heart has been broken and mended too many times. And for some strange reason, she wants me, despite everything.

"In the Shifter Kingdom, we have The Hunt, what do you have here in the Dragon Kingdom? How do you arrange claiming mates here?" She couldn't remember ever talking about the other kingdoms claiming and mating rituals, only the Elail’s. She had never even heard of Daikon, that’s how tight-lipped the shifters were when it came to their biggest enemy. "We have something similar, it's a hunt of sorts, but much different from yours. We call it the Dragon's Treasure. Much like shifters have a natural affinity toward hunting and capturing prey, we dragons have a natural affinity toward hoarding treasure. The alphas and omegas here must participate in the game to claim a mate. If the alpha does not