Black Dragons Mc Novels & Stories

Instinctively he lets his aura out aswell to let him know that he won't be intimidated even though he is on their territory unknowingly. Jarek blackwood, studies Landon intently, he can smell the scent of a shifter. But can't point out what, he definitely isn't a dragon shifter. Even though wolves don't like to mingle with other species they know of them and they cross paths every now and then. They forged a alliance with a hoard of dragons when the leader, a majestic golden dragon landed in their territory after a hunter shot it down. There are Vampires aswell as witches in this area but they never bother anyone. The humans in town knowa about the pack, but not about the witches or vampires

The sky trembled and shook under the weight of wings. Drake flew at the front and behind him was a fearsome army that consisted of the red dragons from the Cradle of Flames, wyverns of the sky, and the forest drakes. Their force alone had people raise their heads at their numbers. Elaina sat firmly against Drake’s back, ready for the battle ahead with strong hope and determination. They all mirrored her feelings as well, the only option was coming out victorious. They decided that their camp ground was going to be the cradle of flames so a raven had already been sent for Aurora and Ryker to head there as well.

She who liked reading about dragons, and other mystical creatures doesn’t believe in coincidences. What she do believe in was fate/faith. Lem could only look at Serena. As much as he wanted to tell her what would happen, he could not. It was for her to discover her true path. There were too many things that were happening. Some of them were things the queen have not even mentioned. Lem, had to sigh, sooner or later, Serena had to know that there was a group of dragons living in the same country as she had. RagTag MC was one of the most well-known shifter groups in the land. They were also the only Were/Shifter Motorcycle Club. They have no connection to the Were Nation, which makes them a da

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?!"

, exterminating us and bounding the rest of us to her creations she deemed strong enough to match us and control us. Putting a leash on creatures of freedom. The ultimate punishment." The spite in her tone made me wince. I had my opinions on the matter but I kept them to myself. "In binding us to these bodies, she decided that it was not enough. We needed something stronger to balance all that power and strength, lest we destroy ourselves and the bodies in our violence. She created bonds that linked souls to each other. Giving us partners of equal strength. Partners that could handle us and we could handle in return. Of course, that was where the wench got the idea of mates.

“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.

Bacchus answered. “Why?” I asked again. “WHY?! YOU’RE ASKING WHY?! HE KILLED OUR BROTHERS! HE DESERVES TO DIE!” Pegasus shouted again. Bacchus just look at him and he shut up. I sighed. “Black Dragon just fought back. It was one versus many.” I quietly said. “It wasn’t his fault that your members are no match to him.” “Exactly. That’s why Boss is angry. He killed them all without being shot even once.” Bacchus bitterly answered.

Mylan said, and Kumari squirmed in her arms and began to cry. Mylan looked down at the crying baby, his eyes began to glow purple. It lasted for a split second, before it disappeared. Mylan eyes widen in fear, that could only mean one thing. “Oh. My. God, Lynx.” Mylan said the color draining from her face. “Ok what does that mean? That’s the dragon that you and the other dragons were searching for right?” Antoni asked, holding the girls in his arms. “Yes, he is the one that Urrale kidnapped along with conner. You need to contact you son and tell him we have to leave now!” Mylan said going to the cockpit. “Wait a minute Mylan what the hell is going on what are you afraid of?” Lateri said, blo

Vampires had not been heard of for ages, but they had been involved in killing many dragons to get their blood, which provided greater strength than any other blood. "I'll accompany Mac and Yuri on the mission," Drake said, and Alpha Silas agreed. The following day, I packed my bag and left my apartment to find the car waiting. Drake was behind the wheel, and Mac was already in the car. Elena and Alpha Silas were already waiting for me. "Yuri, do you think Drake, Mac, or both could be your mates?" Elena teased, and I shot her a glare. "Take care, and let me know if you need anything," Alpha Silas said, embracing me. Elena also hugged me and said goodbye. I got into the car, and our journey t

I muttered, my breath coming in ragged gasps. Suddenly, a deafening roar filled the air. I looked up and saw a massive golden Dragon swooping down from the sky, breathing fire across the battlefield. On his back were two shifted Lycans, one black and one white. It was King Drake, carrying Daemon and Adriana in their Lycan form. His arrival seemed to rally the forces of the stronghold. Having two Lycans riding a dragon and bearing down on you was terrifying, so it was no wonder the Purists began to falter. Their lines broke as they were overwhelmed by the combined strength of Dragons, Lycans, Wolves, Vampires, and Fae.