Court Of Dragons Novels & Stories

If the supernatural is something you'd rather sink your teeth into, and sexy Braxton is on your 'to-do' list, then hook into the Fated series, where Brax and Aimee team up with the 'it' Alpha couple Shadow and Isabella Stalker-although this series is not for the faint of heart. Looking for a good Judge and Jury series? Did the legend of Karistus intrigue you? Damon and Lisa's story begins in Unworthy: The cleansing wars. My supernatural world has no limits. Do you crave a dominating dragon lord? Try Dragon Fire and fall in love with Ragnar or commit to The Fire and Ice series. Adrastus and April will change your view of the entire dragon realm.

Edith No! Woefully! My vision does not fool me. It is a dragon! A real, giant dragon with all its bones, flesh, and blood. Well, I suppose they do have blood. And all those terrible and ugly horns and nails. It is flapping its giant wings to keep its body swing in one place, at the height of the castle's balcony, which is the extension of the ball hall. Into its sight, my breath is taken away. For a while, I forget to breathe until my lungs tell me to do so. Then I take a deep, sharp breath. Oh! My God! What does it want? What is looking for here?

She saw nothing. “Where are we?” She watched his face turn ashen, “This is the Knightmyre's dwelling. We must go now. The Knightmyre's will be out as soon as the void of darkness shrouds the landscape.” “What are Knightmyres? I’ve never heard of such things.” “It is Vhalos' doing.” “Who is Vhalos?”

The idea of dragons so powerful that they can steal your soul from your body, draining you of your essence with a thought, is impossible and ridiculous. In my world, if a thing or a person cannot be seen, touched, or influenced by power, it isn't real. And so the Nine, mythical dragons made of smoke and shadows, weren't real. But as I kneel before these nine imposing figures, each bearing such a striking resemblance to one another, and yet to no other dragon I had ever seen before, I find myself questioning everything I ever believed. “Does the Elder Court acknowledge the authority of Speaker Nilla of the Nine?” Thalan addresses the room, seeking formal recognition for the newly arrived spea

she said, voice devoid of concern, as though the struggle to walk upright would be a test she was expected to pass. She walked anyway. Head high. Each step through the burning ache a refusal to be less than she was before. ∞∞∞ The Dragon Court was not a room—it was a cathedral of dominance carved into the heart of a living mountain. Obsidian walls soared into shadow, flanked by massive columns etched in gold, each rune pulsing faintly like a sleeping heartbeat. The air was thick with smoke and heat, and the scent of brimstone curled under her tongue. The floor beneath her feet was a river of black basalt veined with ruby, leading toward the raised dais like a sacrificial path.

Jasmine POV I was bewailed after questioning Draco, but surprisingly he did told me what had happened to him 200 years back As per him The sky that we see above us which is always full of stars and moon is known as ‘Universe’, this universe is wide and beyond our imagination… Just like we have earth where humans live, Dragons have their own planet where they live in this universe, it is also known as realms. Apart from Human and Dragon realms, there are uncountable other realms which are consisting of different living creatures one of such realms is a known as ‘Realm of witches’, this entire tale began from this ‘Realm of Witches’. Draco told me that almost 300 years back, their entire Drago

A pair of bright green eyes glowed in the crowd of dark fabrics and leathers. Did all dragons dress like bikers or just these? I mean Lucian wore suits and ties, but the others wore a mishmash of different things. All in darker colors. Then there was Kaida, who dressed up like a pinup model. I scanned the room, looking for the dragon that was always with my sister. They weren't here and I wondered where they could be.

King Parker smiled, “Sounds perfect for you. I will now give the mic to Princess Sylvie so that she can tell you about each court, so you can make an educated choice in which court you would like to live in.” I stood and walked to the mic. I had my notes in my hand, so that I wouldn’t forget anything. I took the mic in my hands and started, “Okay, when I say the name of the court, I would like the high lord from that court to stand please.” I looked at each of them and they all nodded. I continued, “First, we have the Winter Court.” Adelina stood and I explained, “This is actually my Aunt Adelina and she is the High Lord. The Winter court is exactly what it sounds like. It is always snow cov

Adonis said as he squeezed Atticus' shoulder and the king's face lit up. It wasn't long before Cyrus, Tristan, Brian, and River arrived and everyone was sitting around the table ready to eat. Adonis stood up and held a glass of wine out for a toast. Everyone quickly grabbed their glass and held them out, “Here's to the first dragon born in almost 500 years. Little Mahan is the beginning of the future of dragons. May he grow up healthy and strong! May he know joy and peace! To our prince, Mahan!” Adonis said before everyone clinked their glasses together and took a drink in their prince’s honor.

[Segundus] The room is dark, cold, and smelling faintly of blood. The early morning chill has yet to burn away as the sun begins to crest over the horizon, turning dew into frost. The cold gray stone of the high dragon court speaks to an older time when drakes didn’t feel such a human need for finery and light. This is a cavern of a room, more like a cave than a palace, dripping and moist, the only truly elegant thing is the throne of solid platinum and the bold dragon who sits upon it.