Romans & histoires Dragon And Cat

I look up when I hear a hiss. The cats and the dragon get along for the most part, but they are still little demons. Initially, I was skeptical of the dragon, but he never left Iyrandi’s side, so he has my approval. The more that want to help protect my princess, the better. “You are ridiculous.” Sienna states.

With a shimmer of silver and gold, the dragon's body began to fold inward—like fire curling into itself—and Darius emerged from it, human. He landed on his knees first, gasping, before his body glowed again. A shift—faster this time—until where the man had stood was now a cougar, large and sleek, its pelt as dark as wet stone, eyes glowing amber. The air rippled with his fury and exhaustion. For a second, I almost laughed. A dragon to a cat. Quite the downgrade. But my amusement didn't last long. I knew he was conserving strength. Smart. Dangerous. His movements were lithe, a silent shadow slinking toward me, golden eyes fixed and unblinking

Aarya (contd) My heart pounded in my chest as I witnessed the awe-inspiring sight of a massive... dragon soaring majestically through the sky. Its immense size and power were overwhelming, its scales glistening like polished obsidian in the afternoon sunlight. Its eyes burned with a fierce intensity that pierced through the chaos on the ground below. The sight left me breathless, struggling to comprehend the reality of what I was seeing. “Is that a fucking dragon?” Kat exclaimed, her mouth agape in shock. I shared her disbelief; the sight of actual dragons was something I never thought I’d witness.

He flew a few meters to the back, ROOOAR! The wind dragon charged at the fire dragon and her fangs bit down on the fire dragon’s neck. It happened too fast. Macchiato had miscalculated and failed to understand what had just happened. GRRROOOOOAARRR! The fire dragon shrieked, the dragon threw its head to the back. Blood started to spurt out of its neck. The wind dragon claw’s stabbed through the blood. Her claws were clutching onto the fire dragons’ neck.

The three men trudge up the stairs. The group meets up in the Alpha's office. Luke makes himself comfortable on the couch. Jones is content to stand in the corner while Matias and Diana make themselves comfortable behind his desk. "ALPHA!" One of the pack warriors runs in. "A dragon is here. He is insisting on talking to Beta Liam!" Diana straightens her back. "Did the dragon happen to give his name?" The wolf guard nods. "Yes, he said he was a Celtic Dragon of Fertility. Goes by Drogo." Diana's eyes beam in hope. "Show him in at once."

" Rydstorm visibly went ridged. "Is everything alright?" Catori asked. "The names you keep saying, you don't even know your true nature." "But you can teach me." "I will, but just know that you aren’t just a normal dragon." Catroi turned away from him abruptly, and it astonished him how fast she was able to shift her mood or from one situation to another. "I was reading this. It said that there are millions of dragons all over the world, some living amongst humans. While some are a warring factor with their own."

"Did you say there's a dragon beneath the cave? I thought all the dragons died out thousands of years ago?" "You also thought that unicorns and werewolves were legends until a year ago. Here we are living among you now, so who's to say that dragons aren't real and walking this earth as well. There is a great dragon beneath the cave and his name is Draco. Draco is a great green dragon with hot fire and tough scales. His eyes are yellow and his tongue is red and he wants all the world of men to be dead. The last time he saw a human he burned them alive. I think you should tell him that you are a witch. That should save your life."

a world of dragons. It was the night of the gala celebration of my company's expansion when my strange sightings became real and for the first time in a very long time... I felt scared; fear ...that emotion I never felt in over a decade now took control over me.. An emotion I had long forgotten to feel, now wrapped around me like a death shroud. I never thought one day I would meet a dragon, let alone become the mate of one... the last dragon prince was my mate. He entered my dreams first; deep seafoam eyes with hints of emerald and black invaded my dreams, claiming me.

I stare at Dakota who is looking at anywhere but at me. My heart begins to race in my chest as the urge grows. This feeling dictates that I have found my mate. But, it's wrong. Dakota can't be my mate. I've known her since she was a child. It doesn't make sense that I am feeling the bond now. It just isn't possible. 'Mate' Orin, my dragon growls in my head and I freeze. "Kota!" We both turn in the direction of Dale's voice. He's panting as he runs towards us.

I repeated, hoping that he would tell me he was just kidding and we could laugh about this one day. “Yes, Andreena. I am a dragon and you are my mate.” Mate? What did that mean? Was it like how animals mated or was it what he had meant when he said that he had claimed me and I belonged to him? “You are mine.” He drawled out in that same rasping tone. The way that he said it, like there was no room for argument, like it was just something that I should already know. “Dragons aren’t real and I’m not yours.” I whispered, shaking my head.