Books With Dragons And Romance Novels & Stories

"The gods know I need all the protection I can get in this castle." She murmured and she started walking away. Leaving Sal in dismay and annoyance. "Why do you look so glum? All these beautiful ladies are here to see you." Lord Rowan said as he stood next to the Crown Prince Caspian. Together they both watched carriage after carriage arrive. Ten girls in total. It should have been twelve, but two of the noble families already had married daughters. No daughter of them born of noble blood was available to participate. The two of them were as different as day and night. One dark haired with hair as black as night and the other fair headed with his golden mane glistening in the sun.

Why hadn’t I asked Danny more questions about dragons? I would not dwell on what he had said. I refused to let him twist my thoughts. I just needed to get out of here. I had laughed ironically to myself. Who would have thought a few weeks ago that I’d be running away from my dragon kidnapper to my wolf boyfriend? It was ludicrous.

Eric swallowed and looked at his sister who was actually staring at Kent almost dreamily. “What are your interests lately, Elise?” Kent asked her while they looked at each other. “Nothing in particular,” she answered truthfully but distractedly. “But I did have visions last night. I saw a dragon, a crest with a dragon and a battle.” “A battle?” Eric asked with curious eyes. “Not again!” Diana shook her head. “I don’t want to face another shrieking priestess!” she complained. “Well, that’s interesting.” Kent’s eyes twinkled with excitement.

Konn left the room unsatisfied, and Gray was waiting outside for him. When I opened my eyes, I left the room and walked down the hall until I saw Konn talking to Gray. It was clear to me that my third eye was seeing into the present properly again. I didn’t even have to try very much. All I had to do was think of Konn. I went back to the classroom before Konn could spot me. Lexus stared at me when I walked in then went back to his lesson. “Elf kingdoms now allows all kinds of creatures within its borders. It’s all thanks to a South Elven Queen who married a Dragon shifter which made him King. Dragon shifter blood still runs in the southern elf kingdoms royalty.” I liked learning about the hi

Alicia screamed loudly and burst into flames, turning into her phoenix, and breaking free of the shackles, wrapping the chain around his neck, and pulling tight with her claws, opening the gash she had caused earlier. The Red Dragon wrapped his ferocious tail around her neck until she let go. The dragon pinned her to the ground and Alicia realized his intention, so she fought against him with all her might. Still, he had her pinned. She could not move at all, and she was running out of ideas. Suddenly, the big dragon’s weight was lifted off her, and she realized that three dragons were tearing him to pieces. Alicia’s dragon, her prince had saved her, and the Red Dragon was dead. Geoffrey and

I skimmed through the pages, fascinated by the intricate details of their scales and the way they breathed fire. The second book I opened was even more fascinating, filled with stories about dragon riders and their elemental powers. In another book I read, the world of dragons and fire mages unfolded before me. Fire mages could be friends, lovers, and even mates of their chosen dragons. Because they were considered just as strong as dragons? I couldn't help but feel intrigued as I read about the deep bond between fire mages and their dragons. It was a relationship that went beyond just companionship or ownership. It was a deep connection that allowed them to work together in harmony, using t

There are cushions and rugs all around, with naked men and women scattered around, some in groups, others in just couples lost in the throes of lust and pleasure. My eyes flicker to the group that is directly in my view. I recognise the three handsome muscular men who are all making love to one woman. Agnarr’s friends… The scene makes me feel strange. I feel my pussy clench as I watch them and although a part of me tells me to turn away I'm unable to… They say Dragons are a sexually driven race, far more than wolves and vampires… I stare at the foursome before me. Dagnoth lies on the ground, his cock buried in the woman who is sitting on top of him whilst Kaizoran is positioned above her and

Cyryl is rising to mate. **This story will continue in The Dragon Rider: Book Two of The Dragon Thief Trilogy.

Frustration claws at my chest until my fingers brush against a thick, worn book shoved far back on a lower shelf. The Legend of the Dragon Warriors. I scoff immediately. Dragons. Of course. I almost shove it back. I hate everything that has to do with dragons now. Everything about them reminds me of things I would rather forget, bonds I would rather pretend never existed. But something stops me. Tiny lettering at the very bottom of the spine catches my eye. Blue fire. My pulse stutters. I pull the book out slowly and flip it open. The pages are old. Fragile. The first image nearly knocks the air out of my lungs.