Dragon And Love Novels & Stories

I channeled the volatile core of dragon energy directly into my palm, letting a dense, swirling mass of dark crimson and black flames manifest across my skin. With a sharp, sweeping motion of my arm, I unleashed a massive wave of raw fire straight toward the grand entrance. ​The roaring inferno slammed into the reinforced ironwood doors with the force of a collapsing mountain. ​There was a deafening roar as the flames devoured the thick wood instantly, superheating the metal plating until it melted into glowing liquid slag.

The lust between Dorian and the woman grew, until strangely Dorian thought he actually felt love. The dragon was about to do something drastic. Its schlong now hardened even more, to its ridiculous full length. It seemed to be at least 15 inches, with big scaly nuts, which looked like oversized grapefruits as they hung beneath him menacingly. Its cock sprang up like a snake between the woman’s legs, but instead of going to the front where her welcoming pussy waited, it edged its way towards the back.

I say, letting him know in my head that his taste far exceeds any pancakes that I'll get here or anywhere. He growls, then begins holding plates of food while I dish what I want and then put some on his plate too. When he’s done, he looks at the prophecy that Lily is holding open and begins to read out loud: ‘With dragon's love And dragon's light The last of their kind Will again unite. With magic so pure And love so sweet Together they'll see When at last, they meet. She who was lost Having lived through strife Will return once again Bringing new life

“I want you to be my first, my only, lover.” I’ve heard the possessive growl of the other dragons. I’m pretty sure that mine rivals any of theirs. “Are you sure, Emmi?” “I’m sure,” she says, pulling her shirt over her head and dropping it on the ground. I lean down and take her mouth, pulling her against me as I pour my love and passion into the kiss. She needs to know what she’s getting into. A dragon loves more deeply than a human could ever imagine. When she clings to me, whimpering with need, I press my forehead against hers.

A dragon feels and senses things much more strongly than others, so when they love, their love is force, unable to be resisted. When a dragon is claimed by their mate, it’s a positive relationship. But you don’t have to be mated to a dragon to claim one. In the past, humans and shifters alike have claimed dragons to increase their own power, using the dragon's strength to overtake kingdoms or try to rule the world. That was the intent of the Chief and his son, Oliver. But both of them are dead. All that is left now is the hybrids that we haven’t been able to find or save.

The kiss was simple yet Amber can feel sparks flying between them before the Dragon pulled back. His orange eyes with spikes of yellow color held love and desire in them for his bride. The Oracle looked like a fragile doll in his arms. The way the Dragon was making the Oracle melt against him made Amber feel like he must have taken classes in seduction. . . Just looking at them was making Amber all hot and bothered. Her heart longed for her mate. It was getting dark in her heart without him. The moment the Dragon and the Oracle had come back from the woods the Dragon's been attached to the Oracle's hip. Aric had told Amber that the Oracle was the Dragon's bride and she's been on a run from h

"I'm sorry for your loss. It sounds like you really miss him." "Dreadfully. My Raiden. My soul. My mate." I had heard Thane say that once before. "Mate?" She blew out a heavy breath. "Life partner. Chosen by our dragon counterpart. Dragons are sterile before they choose their mate." "How is mating different than sex?" The words fell out of my stupid mouth before I could stop them. "Nevermind." My face was red hot, and nothing slipped by Katarina's intense gaze. She arched an elegant brow. "What are your motives with my son, Evelyn?"

Being a dragon, he could feel her pain, reason, some even say that dragons can read one’s thoughts if they’re bounded to them by love, and I knew with all my heart that the little dragon loved Kiara as deeply as she loved him. Kiara’s head snapped in my direction and she gave me the best smile she could muster but I wasn’t stupid, I could read through her facial expression, and even if I couldn’t. The mating bond made me feel everything that she was feeling, and that included the pain that she was feeling at the moment.

They stole the source of our power and turned on us. Without the dragon stone, we lost the ability to transform, the ability to wield magic, and our ability to reproduce. The stone was a gift to the first dragon. The story is so old that it is unclear what the sorcerer's name was, but he cursed his former lover after she had an affair. He transformed her into a dragon. It said that she was so heartbroken that she jumped into the water, hoping to drown, but instead found peace in the water.

Not 'My love' or 'Beloved,' but Irene. He closed his eyes for a split second, taking a deep breath. Then he opened them again. "Yes, I have concubines,' he said. "I do not deny it. According to the royal tradition, if a Dragon King were to lose his queen, he was to take concubines. However, if the stars bestowed him another queen, the concubines were to be given to other men." Something in his explanation tugged at my heart. "What do you mean, lose his queen?" I asked.