Black Draco Novels & Stories

"You'd really do anything to have me watched, won't you? All you want, is to control me." Silence ensued between them. "When would you go to see Dronikos?" Draekon asked, sweeping the previous topic aside. "Who's that?" Her brows kissed in genuine confusion. Draekon wasn't sure why he felt disappointed. "My dragon. Andronikos." "Oh, the beast." "We all are." "Except HE is a filthy beast." The moment Vaelora said that, a sharp cry burst through the roofs. One that sounded like a broken cry.

"He is evil because you are good, we need to ruin your good girl image... He thinks you are serene, calm, collective and angel fallen from heaven... Let's show him your devil's side..." Sayesha smirked. "What are you thinking?" Vera frowned, she knows that Sayesha is chaos. Vera gasped when Sayesha grabbed her purse and pulled out the black card which Vlad has placed in her purse forcefully. "I knew it will here.." "I am not using his money for anything...." Vera shook her head. "If you are not using then I will..." Sayesha grabbed her hand and dragged her out of the caffe. "It's been long I haven't done shopping..."

Her hands were clenched at her sides, her dark red nails trembling faintly as she fought to contain her anger. Opposite her, Dragon leaned casually against an antique wooden desk, his cold gray eyes gleaming with cunning. He wore a black shirt with the top buttons undone, revealing a glimpse of his tattooed chest, and dark trousers complemented by a leather belt with a gleaming silver buckle. His silver watch caught the faint light, and his tousled black hair gave him an air of unrestrained danger. "Enough, Dragon!" Jenny exclaimed, her voice choked as her luminous eyes radiated fury. "Can't you stop your ridiculous games for just one moment?!"

Sera’s POV We all fell silent at Ruby’s words and even the pups around strained their ears, waiting to hear Draco’s reply. I turned to Draco, whom Ruby had put on the spot, as if I were watching a spectacle. We were all waiting to see how he’d handle her. As we all watched, Draco crunched down before Ruby, looking her in the eye. He let out his all too familiar wide grin and finally gave a reply. “Yes, I am Sera’s mate. My name is Draco, the Alpha of the Silva Moon Pack. I am the father of your niece or nephew, which is going to come out any time from now.”

“The township of Scolven is governed by a drakken, he is one the last few that still remain. Being pretty much dead centre in between the borders of the southern imperial side and the northern region ruled by the godking, he has kept his township neutral, not siding with either ruler. He has surprisingly been able to keep his town in one piece, not war-ravaged or sacked by either side and after one hundred years of constant war, the General of the imperials and the godking have built enough respect for him to allow his rule to override their own while their soldiers are inside of his area of control, which is denoted by a set of bright red crystals that unless one is blind to all cannot miss

Trenton asked, taking a few steps back. “Okay, I see your point. While I don’t believe my father would have done that, I will take your word for it. Since you can turn back time, I will want you to show me what really happened back then, but later.” Cyran answered Trenton, as I held my breath to keep myself from throwing up. “First, let’s get rid of that black Dragon Mark.” Trenton waved his hand and a female, about my age stepped forward. She looked tiny and I couldn’t imagine that she was able to contain a Dragon within her. I knew there were female Dragons, but this was the first time I had seen one.

The Commander's voice was calm and triumphant. A sinister shadow materialized behind him, and the two soldiers flanking Caleb were sent hurtling into the crowd of onlookers. The leader staggered aside, revealing my brother with unsettling clarity. A dark, swirling aura emanated from Caleb's figure, his eyes ignited in a fierce crimson glow at the center of intricate black lines spreading across his skin, tracing down his face and neck. Waves of raw power surged from him, palpable in the air, as he took a deliberate step closer to me. He lunged forward with clawed hands towards the commander just before falling to the ground, revealing the man that was standing behind him, a sword hilt held t

They are our future. ‘Keep an eye on them. Cyryl won’t let her rider perish, but I won’t let her die saving Skylar,’ he growls. When we get closer we can hear the roaring of dragons. Thyyd is the only silver left at the thunder. He is their leader until we arrive. I hear the ugly ‘thunk’ of a harpoon being launched and a dragonling screaming in pain. “Kill him!” I hear someone yell from the ground. I wave of hot fury rolls through me unlike anything I’ve ever felt before.

I was the lowest-born black serpent in the Serpent Clan, yet the Dragon Court's most honored crown prince chose me as his bride. He gave up his betrothal to my sister, surrendered his place as heir, and walked away from the Dragon Court for me. I was moved beyond words and became his wife. But after I gave birth to only a black serpent, he flew into a rage. He crushed our baby beneath his foot, then killed me with a single strike of his sword. As I was dying, I saw hatred burning in his eyes. "If I'd known you were this useless, I should've married your sister!" Only then did I learn the truth. I was the woman of fate named in the Dragon Court's forbidden book, the one born with primord