Dragon Alpha Novels & Stories

It just feels so weird, because days ago, he didn’t want anything to be with me. So, why now? What changed? “I am the beta of Alpha Dominic of moon claw pack.” Wait...He’s a beta? How is this man so mysterious? My parents fall quiet, thoughts running through our mind. Moon claw pack is the only pack my parents have been raving about, only moon claw pack grows a plant medicine that helps dragons to sharpen and straighten their wings, my parents have tried to sign a contract with them because our dragon forms are failing but the alpha wouldn’t even spare them an appointment.

Confusion swept across his features as he looked up to see Adam, transformed into his Ragnarok wolf form, standing before him. "A Ragnarok?" Dagon muttered to himself in disbelief. "This will be troublesome, but he can't maintain that form for long." While Alpha Mike and Hugo had struggled to lay a single blow on Dagon, Adam had successfully landed a punch, and his blazing eyes spoke of untamed power. His claws gleamed in the dim light, ready to strike at a moment's notice as he unleashed energy blasts at Dagon. The malevolent being effortlessly evaded the attacks, appearing in different locations with uncanny speed.

Not easily derailed rouge jumped up that when he let his reserves about his abilities go, well to at least save him from the pending paperwork. Using his fire element favorite origin, rage. With its fur lit in orange ambers, the persistent flame continued to dig until it howled in pain and the scent of burnt hair followed the dog. He released flame to destroy the bustard and for some reason the dragon joined voluntarily burning it, to a crisp. The dog might have ruined a moment or worse severed the growing attraction which could be a twisted form of beastiality, right? It is a shifter there must be a human in there, at least he hopes. ‘’I have to go.’’

Murmurs quickly fell across the room as the Alpha's spoke to each other in confusion. "Why would the inner circle want your mate?" The question came from Alpha Claud of the River Stone pack. Alpha Claud's pack was smaller than most, but it lay within North Dakota's plains and shared a truce with my pack's family for generations. Alpha Claud was younger than the rest of us, and he always seemed to question everything that happened around him. The alliance, however, allowed his naïve mind to be voiced.

I ask Fenian. “All the females have shifted and of the seven male dragons, Drake was the third to shift. So, that leaves four, plus Ancalagon.” “He’s younger than they are, but he’s the Alpha, and he’s not that much younger. He’ll be shifting soon.” “You’re worried that his shift will be the event that snaps his humanity,” Fenian says. “Yes, with Avani gone I’m not sure what would happen if he becomes uncontrollable.” “Ancalagon would be no match for the original elemental dragons. Add to that, I have my father’s Alpha aura as well, and we would find a way to contain Ancalagon, you don’t need to worry about that, Everett,” Kenna says walking into the hospital.

On prom night, she finally had him. One perfect, breathless night with the son of the King Alpha — the boy she’d loved from afar for years. She woke up the next morning a completely different Omega. Softer. Heavier. Plus-size. When she went to him, trembling with hope, he looked her up and down and laughed. “I never slept with a big pig like you.” Her heart shattered. Then the new student arrived — the son of the King Dragon. Cold, powerful, and dangerously interested. And when the pregnancy test turned positive… he didn’t hesitate. He took what the Alpha threw away. Now the rejected Omega belongs to the Dragon. And the Alpha who discarded her is about to learn what it means to los

“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.

They were arteries of her power, glowing brighter with every beat of her wrathful heart. Her wings spread wide. Vast fans of gold veined with teal, their surface shimmered with engraved hieroglyphics, alive and shifting, telling stories danger and power. Between the metallic membrane of her wings ran threads of electrum and crushed lapis. Her dragon eyes burned a mixture green and pink, glazed with grief so intense, that the eyes of any mortal who had seen it would have melted in a puddle. When she opened her mouth, her voice was thundered inhumanely. Her words rolled through the dunes as decree.

Also, I would like to see how loyal my newest pet was. Adrienne lowered his head and eyes. "Forgive me." I pointed at the dagger my pet held before looking him in the eye. "Do not lose that. Only three of its kind have been forged and this is the last. Only that can harm the Fae dragon. Just a scratch is lethal enough to a regular Fae. One blow should do the trick. Can I trust you with this?" He tilted his head to and observed my face for a bit. "Yes. I will not misplace your trust."

They look hungry. "Oh god," Cathy whispered, her mind racing. "This can't be happening." The largest wolf, unmistakably the Alpha, took a deliberate step forward. His gaze was hungry, calculating, and Cathy's blood ran cold at the malevolent intelligence she saw there. ‘Predator. Pure predator.’ Just as Cathy was about to plead with the dragon to fly them both to safety, the unthinkable happened. With a deafening roar, the dragon suddenly took to the sky, its powerful wings creating a gust that nearly knocked Cathy off her feet. ‘No. Not again.’