Dragon Chain Novels & Stories

I still don’t even know if anything has changed. “The main facility is in Idaho. You would follow the snake river until it meets the rocky mountains. The water will drip off the mountains near the base. You will find the entrance there. The door is padded and only unlocks with a sequence of numbers. One-three-seven-two-nine-five-eight-four-one. Six guards will line the entrance with weapons that can kill a dragon. There will be twelve other guards spaced throughout the facility. Its two floors. The top level is the labs but the prisoners are on the bottom floor. One exit and one entry. Don’t let the door close or the facility will lock itself down and you will all be caught” he states and th

The elderly vendor, with weathered hands that spoke, held forth an exquisite piece. Intricate links of gold, meticulously wrought, formed an elegant chain that draped seamlessly, creating a delicate framework for the centerpiece. At the heart of the necklace rested a sizable blue gemstone, capturing the essence of the deep ocean in its rich hue. The gemstone, cradled within a golden setting, emanated a mesmerizing brilliance that danced with every movement. Its facets catch and refract light, creating an ever-changing play of colors that evoke a sense of desire.

The wolves gather around as Ophelia raises her hands and says, please Welcome our lost Dragon King and Queen. The wolves Howl around us as each of the witches binds our hand together with coloured ribbons; Ophelia’s is green, then a red one is bound around us, then a blue one, which I now know is the colour of Dylan’s dragon and lastly a gold coloured ribbon is wrapped around our joined hands, I raise an eyebrow unsure of why one is gold, Ophelia smiles as she says “Our Dragon heir” Our baby Dragon will be gold…. The head witch raises her hand to the sky before she says,

Brown eyes widened in shock at what she saw. "It's real," she breathed. There stood an enormous dragon, black scales shining in the dim lighting. It turned its head in her direction, crimson eyes sparkling like rubies. Smoke billowed from its nostrils as its quiet growl vibrated in Sophia's chest. The dragon attempted to move towards her, but the rattle of thick chains sounded and stopped the large creature's movements. Sophia took a step back, still in awe at the sight of the majestic mythical creature. The dragon existed; Sophia was dumbfounded. The beast stared at her; sharp teeth bared in her direction. This monster’s ability to put her in danger loomed in the back of her mind, but Sophi

but the Cenotes of Draconia were massive alright just as much as they were beautiful, housing over two thousand sea and air dragons, with emerald and aqua marine tinges here and there adding a glow to the place that was almost ethereal. So impressive were the monuments that, for almost a minute, Killian almost forgot that he was being led by two very angry men towards their Lord... he almost forgot the hissing and the scowls that followed him as the dragon horde, descendants of the ancient Ghidorah looked down on him, a few brave ones murmuring the words ‘what is he doing here?’ and a couple of other expletives that would have made the human society blush a dark shade of red. As Killian pass

Solomon POV The journey to my brother’s realm was short, but the apprehension I felt was a never-ending feeling. I was worried. Things in the realm were changing. I was worried about First Dragon and his children. Soon, he would find out our biggest secret, one we hid from him to save him. I did not know how he would react and what that would entail. My thoughts went to my great granddaughter, Dragana, the Tribrid, who somehow found herself in the center of all this mess, through no fault of her own. So many think that having magic and power is the solution to life’s problems. How wrong they were, I mused to myself.

I glanced at the skinny,skin-and-bones little red dragon in the corner and said firmly,"I want him." The moment I said that,the Grand Druid and the beastmen froze. The Naga at my feet shifted into his half-human form,frustrated tears falling from his eyes."You'd rather take a dying little lizard than me?" Chloe and Bjorn looked stunned as well. The Grand Druid stepped forward to warn me."Elena,he is of the Dragonkin.Dragons are notoriously bad at reproducing.Besides,in our ancient legends,they are omens of doom and destruction!As one of the tribe's only two precious females,you must choose wisely."

The pregnancy had made me even more sensitive — every ridge of his cock dragged perfectly against my walls, forcing unwanted moans from my throat. By the time we reached his volcanic fortress, the battle had followed us. Golden dragons clashed with crimson ones in the skies above. Explosions of fire lit up the mountain. Draven burst through the massive gates, guards scrambling to seal them behind us, and didn’t stop until he reached his inner sanctum — the same obsidian chamber where he’d first broken me. He threw me down onto the massive bed and was on me instantly.

“How is it that we’re connected? He calls me his mate. Humans don’t have mates, and I’m not a dragon, so explain that to me. Or are you going to tell me it’s because I’m a Druid again?” “That’s an easy one. Yes. You have a soul scraped and pressed and molded together from the suffering of dragonkind. Your soul is the soul of all dragons, now and then and forever. Of course you can have a mate. What, don’t tell me you still think you’re too human for that? After everything you’ve done.”

she asked, not wanting to believe it was possible, but she didn’t see any alternative either, what with the dragon being gone and having not taken off from the mountain behind him. “That’s exactly what I’m telling you,” he said, folding his arms across his muscular chest again. “I’m Slate Everclaw. I come from a long line of shifter dragons. We used to occupy the land where your kingdom and the other eleven are now located, before we were robbed of our most precious treasure, one that allowed my people to withstand the human threats that were slowly encroaching on our lands. Without the gem, my kind cannot transform without the moon in the sky. So… we were forced to take to the mountains. We