Chosen In Dragonfire Novels & Stories

4 Claire was a bubbly cheerful girl. Since her parents weren’t around at the moment, the house was filled with constant laughers. I excused myself when Sebastian and Claire started staring at each other like they wanted to eat each other’s face and I wasn’t in for something X-rated.

“Ah, yes well there is one final thing. You may not have been told this, but as guardian, once you’ve mastered it, you are able to give certain individuals more power than others…” It was my turn to laugh. “Now I see. You want the most control.” Fallon gave an unapologetic shrug. “It would make the most sense. I am one of the oldest dragons alive and have the most influence. I have never been involved in a group that killed humans either.” I stood up from the bench. I didn’t want to hear anymore. Fallon shouted after me, “Just to let you know Sophia, it wasn’t only soldiers. It was women and children too.”

about his cherished and who she could be. He knew his cherished would take someone as their chosen mate once they knew he was a shark. So when his parents paired him off with the son from a rival clan, he did n’t object. Not that he'd speak out against his father. He was to take her as his cherished to unite bothclans.However, also war was ineluctable, If he did n’t. A war would mean death, and he did n’t want that. He jumped down from his window and walked through the thoroughfares of Toronto. He'd moved then from England just after the foreseer read the vaticination. He made sure he was far enough from the pack’s abiding throughout the timber before he dashed through the ti

I glared at him, and he quieted. “Like I was saying,” I gritted out. “Our dragon is the one that chooses the mate. Not Eos, our patron goddess. Our dragon will… imprint, I guess you could call it… on a female, and then that is who ends up as our mate.” “But what if—”

And just with that, the chains that bound me were gone. "No, no. I can't be out, father. I am going to hurt anyone--" "You are not going to hurt anyone, Adam," he said, stern voice pinning me on the spot. His hands grabbed both my naked shoulders and glared at me. "You will go and find that girl or I will drag her here myself. Choose." He then stood and looked at me, kneeling on the ground. A choice. Both are not good ones. He turned and went to the door of the chamber before he turned to look at me.

"Like what?" Ever since Kade saved his dragon, his beast has formed a bound with the man. He imprinted accepting Kade as theirs, now he kind of obsesses over his mate and now both of them felt like shit for him not beliving in his mate. Now Kade just stood there looking in, clearly he was still bothered by him and that anger or disapointment is keeping him at a loss. "Dragon fire. it is believed apart from the welder, dragon fire will either denature the tough metal or command the chains resistance to break."

The anticipation was palpable, and the prospect of our long-awaited meeting was just within reach. A few weeks ago, I began to feel the awakening of my powers. As the flames blazed to life, I couldn’t help but marvel at their captivating hue—a luminous shade of blue that danced in the air. At that moment, my dragon, Makhlai—though she insists on being called Katie—spoke to me with a fiery sass that only she could muster. I cherish her spirited personality and feel incredibly fortunate to have her beside me.

I stand rooted to the spot, a silent witness to the unfolding spectacle, my heart pounding in my chest. As I watch in awe, Thrystan conjures his own flames, crafting them into a sinuous ribbon of fire reminiscent of a dragon's coil. With practiced precision, he sends the fiery tendril hurtling towards the assailants, ensnaring them in its fiery embrace. The flames do not scorch their flesh, but bind them in place, rendering them powerless and petrified. In that moment, it becomes clear – Thrystan is not merely a Scorcher; he possesses the legendary Dragonfire within him.

Avani and I shake our heads, no. “Then why is he trying to claim her?” Fenian asks. “Power,” Cedric growls, walking up to us. We watch as the bystanders scatter, getting out of the way of Anala’s fire and Ivaran’s earth which are being thrown around in all directions. As I watch, I can see that Ivaran is losing. He’s not going to be able to claim Anala. But he didn’t choose a water dragon to try and claim. He chose a fire dragon.

I shut my eyes again and the creatures repeat. "Ghërla." When I open them the light's colour's changed to gold. And another dragon is already standing in the hallway. An even larger and more ferocious one than the previous one. Is this .. really...a dragon? They exist? I didn't know they come in different colours. I glance at the creatures, and they are also observing this wonder erupt, through the globe. Even without saying anything, I can tell how excited they all are. What's so special about this anyway? I really can't tell...