Black Dragon Breath Weapon Novels & Stories

Iyah was born with a silver spoon on her mouth. She has a peaceful life with her family and best friend. Then she met JD; the new DJ and patissier. He intrigued her. She wants to get close to him. What will happen when she got mixed up into his dangerous life? Will she stay with him? JD is a mysterious guy. No one knows what he really is thinking and feeling. He confuses them. Working as an agent, he mingles into ordinary people's lives. He knows that his work is dangerous. But there's something about Iyah that pulls him into her. Will he give in on what his heart desires? Or will he follow what his mind dictates? Can he protect her? Will they have a happy ending? Or will they end up heartbroken?

After the great war between the three clans of Human, Dragon, and Wolf, the Dragon Clan and Wolf Clan were cursed. Pure-blooded descendants of both clans could not inherit full power. To pass down the power of their bloodline, Kings of each generation of Dragon Clan and Wolf Clan would need to be with a Human woman who possessed Blessings. Whoever gave birth to a child of mixed heritage first would have their clan rule the three clans for a hundred years. In my past life, I married the King of Silver Wolves, Silas Hector, who was known to be a gentleman. One year after my marriage, I gave birth to a child who was half Wolf. He inherited full power from his bloodline, and Silas became the ruler of the three clans. The Wolves ruled the world for a hundred years. My sister, Lucia, became enamored by the magnificent Silver Dragon. She married the King of Silver Dragons, but the Dragons were arrogant and unpredictable. In a moment of mad rage, her husband injured her womb and caused her to miscarry. Lucia became barren after that. Lucia went crazy with jealousy for me, and she stabbed me to death during a family reunion. When I opened my eyes next, I had returned to the eve of the wedding organized by the three clans. Lucia was quick to enter the room of Silver Wolf King, Silas, and sleep with him. She was reborn too. However, she had no idea that Silas was a cold-blooded wolf who enjoyed torturing weak Humans.

Since The Fires of Alira one thousand five hundred years ago, dragons have lived separate from the other races in Midgar. They rarely make contact with others, unless in terms of conflict. Eleonora is the descendant of the dragon sovereign, and will one day assume the throne of the Perilous Horde herself. The horde, despite years of murky conflict, forges an alliance with the human kingdom of Samirya located in the northern region. It is no longer a matter of petty bickering. Now, with the eve of a Great War looming over them, both groups lives depend on a truce. As conflict thickens and land disputes grow increasingly more bitter, the chieftain of the Perilous Horde makes a final desperate move to unite the two worlds: the dragons will send an ambassador to protect the humans capital city of Mimmgar from the oncoming invasion. And who should be that ambassador be but Eleonora? Eleonora just hopes to complete that task quickly so she can return home, but soon finds that the humans are nothing like she expected. Forming an unforeseen connection with the human king, and becoming captivated by a young blacksmith, she begins to question everything she's ever known and learns that her homeland may have some terrible secrets of its own. Book one of A Dragon’s Legacy.

Niffa acquires the power of her mother and she needs to train herself to fully use them in saving the kingdoms. With the help of Rico a violet-eyed sorcerer that never gets old, he took care of her when her parents died in a war declared by Seres the red-eyed sorcerer who was the evil of all time. Niffa grew and trained hard while successfully possessing the powers her mother had passed her. They met Maru, the missing prince of Thamali and under Seres' control, but they soon helped him recover and make him remember his past. A lot of secrets are soon revealed about the other royalties and so the adventure continues as the protagonists soon fall into a pit of romance.

The city had always belonged to the rich and cruel. They knew this. But Elio had been naive, thinking he could do things by the book, believing in the power of the law. Until he was locked away for a crime he didn't commit and forsaken to rot. While Morrin, taken as a child, never had the luxury of naivety. And now, having fled from those who forged him into a weapon, he wants nothing to do with it all. When these two collide, both damaged, baring teeth, it doesn't go well. But they are forced together by plans of their revenge and escape respectively when it turns out that the same man stands in both their way. In the merciless wake of their shared enemy, they are confronted with harsh truths. They realise that Morrin may lose his freedom, and Elio’s pain-filled years may have truly been wasted. At a crossroads, they each realise that getting their goal comes with a devastating sacrifice and a heart-wrenching choice to give up the other. Who will do it? Will the destruction be mutual? Or will one be left loyal, damned, with a gaping hole in his chest?

I had always been fragile, the kind of kid who could not handle a gust of wind without losing balance and who teared up over the smallest thing. The day my biological parents found me and took me back into their wealthy world, everything had already felt unreal. Then, things got worse. Out of nowhere, an old woman came sprinting down the street and dropped right in front of the Bentley, like she had timed it perfectly. I panicked and completely froze, so I did the only thing I could think of. I dropped down beside her and started crying. However, I overdid it. I cried so hard that blood started streaming from my eyes. The old woman jolted upright like she had seen something horrifying. She shoved 500 dollars into my hands, muttered a string of curses, and ran off without looking back. Just like that, I was back with the Snyder family. The house rose in front of me, all polished stone and perfectly kept lawns, like something out of a magazine. However, the closer I got, the more my nerves kicked in, and that familiar metallic taste crept up my throat again. The so-called heir walked over, smiling like we were supposed to be close. Then, he gave me a light shove. He leaned in, his voice low enough that only I could hear. "Stay in your place. Don't start wanting things that were never yours." Right there, in front of everyone, I leaned back and collapsed. I did not move at all. He froze. His face turned red as he grabbed my collar and shook me. "Quit pretending. Get up!" A few seconds passed, then a few more, before he slowly turned his head, his movements stiff. Tiny drops of blood speckled his clothes. His voice trembled. "Mom… Dad… I think…" He swallowed hard. "I think he stopped breathing."

After spending her whole life being tortured, Faye Aster runs away from home and ends up living amongst the mortal enemies to the Werewolves— the Lycans. She meets her mate, the most powerful Lycan to exist- one who despises Werewolves more than anything. However, Faye holds more secrets and power than she lets on, a power that may finally help the Lycans avoid their prophesied doom and destroy the Werewolves once and for all. In a life where all she has faced is rejection and torture, what will be her fate in this new world, her new identity and with the handsome but terrifying Emris Rune?

"I love you..." His pitch increases as rage joins in, but still, he manages to retain gentility in his voice. "...but that doesn't mean I can't slit your throat, peanut!... DON'T ANGER ME." Blood drips down my wrist as his blue eyes tore me down, I could feel my fragile, lean wrist trapped within his muscular grip. As he screamed, my heart skipped into my mouth, memories filled my head, memories on how I willingly walked into a trap set up by the devil himself. **** Cupid strikes yet again, boring a deadly arrow in her chest... Krystal Gomez begins a pursuit. Little does she know that soon, she'll become his prey.

His face is so close, he can almost taste him. His fingers twitch, fighting the urge to grip his hips harder. He never imagined feeling this way about the boy. He tries to fight it, but it's nearly impossible. Something is calling to him. Something is gripping his heart, and tugging it, pulling him toward the boy with an unknown force. ~§~ It's not easy being different from everyone else, or something your parents, and the rest of the world doesn’t want you to be. It's not easy when you love someone everyone says you shouldn't. Diving into the world of homelessness at the age of seventeen was hard. The streets weren't easy, but somehow the young 19-year-old still smiles. The man takes an interest in him. He takes him under his wings, and gives him a place to live. He's different from everyone. He doesn't look down on him. Things become complicated... More complicated than either could have imagined. A life altering news is devastating, and the boy struggles to come to terms with it. It wasn't easy, but he made his pace with it. But will the man make peace with it? Can he let him go? Can he learn how to breathe without him?

Not belonging anywhere, Aria lived her life drifting from clique to clique. Just when she finally found her anchor by the side of the most unlikely existence, he disappears and leaves her all alone once more. Devastated and desperate, Aria sets off to find him and, along the way, learns that there may very well be a reason why she could never feel like she belonged anywhere.