Draco Veela Novels & Stories

“My apologies on Drake’s behalf. We meant no offense. He’s just on edge since our mates have gone to help their sister prepare for the upcoming birth of her offspring.” Lucian’s hand moved down my back, resting between my shoulder blades. A longing filled me that wasn’t my own. “I can understand the worry. Is she a shifter as well?” he asked. “Succubus and dragon, though her dragon has yet to wake.” “My congratulations on the new additions. I hope her dragon wakes soon after her offspring's birth.” Lucian said and I felt some of the tension leave him. The longing was still there. He wanted that, longed for it with every part of his being.

came the deep, controlled command. The maids left without another word, and the door slammed shut behind them. Silence fell then I turned my head slowly and saw him. Alpha Kael Vorthrane. He was tall, broad, perfectly imposing. The light reflected off the sharp lines of his face, highlighting a faint scar along his cheekbone that made him look all the more dangerous. His dark hair was swept back carelessly, as though the world itself bent around him and his cold, merciless eyes locked onto me as though he could see straight into my thoughts.

I just asked her name. I stood up and walked to the window to see what was happening outside because I saw a funeral. I saw myself sitting at the front and watching the casket slowly going under. I looked at my face and he was in deep mourning. I don’t know who died but I felt that it was someone close to me. I looked up in the sky and I saw those creatures again with their wings spread wide in the sky. Their wings are bigger than them. I stare at them because I want to know what kind of creature they are. They didn’t look like humans. I looked down in front of me when I suddenly heard heavy breathing and it was the three-headed dogs again. Standing in front of me. The doctor is no longer wi

placing her hands under her chin, she was getting tired of their unending talks. Draco was torn between the offers in front of him. He had tried his best to develop a cure for the strange illness by killing wolves in his pack, but nothing worked. He cannot afford to lose the throne that his parents died for and now here he is with an offer to marry the daughter of his parents’ murderers.

it rumbled. The copper-colored slanted pupil eyes that matched her scales stared at Isabelle for a long time and made it feel like ants danced along her skin. “I think not. Wait outside the chamber if you must, but you will not like our discussion.” With a snapping of teeth that made Isabelle jump, the first dragon turned and scraped its body out of the opening and stomped away. “I’m D'Kohralx Vorian Churgo Desmonda.”

She knew that was Glynis’s chore, and she could well imagine the spiteful blonde pouring a full chamber pot upon her. She couldn’t be certain, but she thought the small blue dragon that had attacked her as she emerged from the water was Glynis. After all, Dolag had commented on her uncommon ability to shift, and Brenna had learned enough during her stay with the Balfour people to know that mostly the males were born as shifters, while the women tended to inherit other types of magic, or remained without magic.

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?

Freja seemed to notice and leaned on one foot, suspicion in her eyes. “I’m more than a noble, Freja. I’m...a King. The King of-” “Dragons.” She finished, her eyes widening. Slowly she started to pace, her fists clenching and unclenching. Cressa watched as Freja connected the dots. She had seen Zarek in dragon form, his claws; his eye color even. Her eyes flickered between Zarek and Cressa as she paced. Anger swept the confusion from her face rapidly. Another emotion soon followed, her eyes filling with tears.

And then he woke up possessing the power to control pain. He glanced at Karmic and his enemy. One thing he was sure about is that Karmic is not your ordinary man. The guy had just turned into a freaking dragon. Man… I'm in the midst of one freakish crowd. He ran to avoid Karmic's thrashing tail and headed straight to the other three. If he's going to be fighting for the good side now, his priority should lie in rescuing the human. Selena and her gang will like that.

No one said anything for a long time until the female started talking. “First, let me introduce myself. My name is Jade, and I am the mate of Kellan, whom you have already met. I am human, but because I am mated to a Dragon, I am able to live an exceptionally long life. I am over two hundred years old.”