Dragon And Love Novels & Stories

Making a mental note to pick up some books by the author for Andreena. ‘Based on the best-selling book series by Jenson Spellmore Dragon’s Lovers,’ Andreena settled against me and we watched the show for a few minutes before the main dragon came onto the screen. He wasn’t in his human form and I heard my mate suck in a breath. She glanced over at me before looking at the screen and then back at me again. “What is it, sweet Andreena?” I asked, reaching for the remote and turning the volume down so that I could focus on her.

Malrec’s eyes widen. For a moment neither of us moves. Then I tear his heart free. The roar that erupts from my chest shakes the sky itself. It rises with Seraphina’s music. Dragon and song. Power and love. Two realms answering the same call. Malrec’s body collapses. And the war ends in the echo of that sound.

Long Chen said sadly to Long Jiu. Long Jiu just smiled. Perhaps Long Chen was indeed the dragon emperor, but there was a difference between the dragon emperor of the past and Long Chen. The dragon emperor of the past only cared about the dragon race and his people, to the point that he forgot one important thing in life: love. Indeed, the dragon emperor of the past loved all creatures, but he did not have the true love of a woman in his life. He was a lonely emperor without a single woman in his life. Of course, that didn't mean there was no love in the emperor's life, it was just that the dragon emperor didn't care about it. He was more focused on maintaining peace and order in the world th

Shaking my head, I continued to pull my hand away, until he gently let go, standing in front of me. “This bond, it ruins your perception of me. That dragon stole you away and now clouds the love I know you have for me.” His breath deepened, pinches his nose. A blood-red tear left his eye. “I am not angry with you, you could not help it. You did it to survive because you are a survivor, Odessa. That is why I cherish you so.” Continuing to try and pull my claws out of my body, my dragon roared a painful cry. “I didn’t do it to survive, Creed, The Black Dragon is my mate,” I said confidently. “I love him and he loves me. Can I just be happy with him?”

Harris swooned when he watched the dragon with flames in his eyes lean forward and kiss his stomach while caressing it so gently. “I like hatchling. It's perfect for our baby dragon,” Harris smiled, his heart swelling as he reached up and rested his hand on his dragon's face. Draven's eyes moved to Harris and his heart skipped a beat. “I never knew I could love someone as much as I love you. You make me so happy, my beautiful Alpha!” Draven said before pressing his lips to Harris’.

Are you seeing this?!" the Lord exclaimed, "My cousin is back and she has a dragon with her!! How is this possible?! I thought dragons were extinct!" "So did I," Jarrod responded, "No dragon has been seen for centuries. And this one is helping the Princess. Then the legend must be true." "What legend? What are you talking about?" Ethan asked angrily. Jarrod began to explain the legend of the dragons... "Many years ago, dragons were common in our land. And all of them came to life the same way. They all were sons of the Queen Dragon. A human female that was the only one capable of giving birth to them." An image formed in Jarrod's mind; the Queen was kneeling on the ground, with a pregnant be

he was a dragon and she was human. When his eyes met hers and amidst the tears in her eyes, her lips curled up in a smile of relief. It was unmistakably clear in her cerulean eyes, she had felt his pains as much as he had and she had feared for his life. He knew it then and there that she loved him. Somehow she had fallen in love with him, a dragon. *** “Love what a flimsy weak feeling it is…”, Isolde said in disgust. “For someone who claims to hate it you talk a lot about it”, Raisel retorted.

Somehow, the dragon avoided giving her that last bit of stimulation to send her over. Beth couldn't decide if this was the best thing that had ever happened to her or a nightmare. She loved it, she hated it. She couldn't wait for it to end, she wanted it to go on forever. This dragon was playing her body like a world-class musician plays their instrument and her sighs and moans were the symphony the dragon was conducting. Her books hadn't exaggerated how skilled dragons were in the art of love.

The past days had been so empty, and every time she glanced at her mark, a bout of sadness had taken over her heart. He pulled back, his eyes no longer filled with anger or frustration—or even sadness. There was love in them. So much love. “If I only had one day to live, I’d still choose to spend it loving you.” She kissed him again. Harder. Deeper. There would be no dying for her dragon. It was time to live. She pulled back and smiled. “I love you, you big, grumpy dragon.” He laughed. “So many nice words coming out of your beautiful mouth.”

It can be used to destroy as its power is limitless. The last dragon was in love with a Lycan called Starci. My mother didn’t like her and sensed evil in her. So to save her friend, she told Vilkas that he was being deceived by her, but he didn’t listen. Vilkas left the kingdom after arguing with my mother and followed Starci blindly, believing that they were fated to each other. But they weren’t.