Dragon Distiny Novels & Stories

She asked as she looked at him, slightly puzzled. “Yes and no,” he said as he ran his fingers through her hair and spread it out on the pillow behind her. “We are still human, just different from most humans. However, we are the same as well. I know it is hard to distinguish the hows and whys of that statement, but I know you know that already. Our kind is rare. Very rare. I have done a lot of research on the fact they mostly end up with total humans, and as far as I found, you and I may be the first pair of star dust children who ended up together. We will be on our own timetable. Our human side has its higher needs that have to be met, but so does our star dust side. I did notice that star

, he chuckled at that, “We need to scatter around and gather more of these if we are lucky we might meet with an elder dragon” *** They sat across each other, pamphlets scattered about before them. “There’s no way in hell these people have a dragon”, Dragomir said. “How can you tell?” "This is a very sleazy depiction of a dragon, this green-looking beast is nothing close to what an actual dragon looks like”, he wrapped the paper and tossed it to the wall behind Raisel, a little bit above her head. “Well, there's no harm in actually trying, we just need to check the dates…"

"I don't know where he is. He's been out of contact the whole time. But Steel is in Novemton and has told me that Sir Draco used a beacon to communicate with Sir Dominus. He's currently in Yelloton." "Yelloton? That's close to Wyvern Peak headquarters. He probably went from Yelloton to Wyvern Peak," Strider said. "It's possible, but communication on his end hasn't been restored yet." "Understood. Let’s keep in touch. I'll get the food to you in the next seven days. The situation's pretty dire, so you have to hold on over there," Strider said. "Understood. Our defenses here are pretty solid. By the way, Drogoton sent word of a species of monsters. They’re called minotaurs and have bodies made

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

So, John and Bastin and I got to the parade and when we got there we notice that Loki was rolling his eye his parents were ecstatic and Draco was nowhere to be found we went and ask His father and they told us that The Crown Queen and Draco are true mates and they just walked inside to discuss some things we were waiting on you three before we went in because this means Draco will hand the pack to Draco because he will be the Queens Consort this is super exciting his dad said so we walked into the building and Draco and his Mate Destiny were just finishing accepting each other and everyone one around was happy and joyful his parents and Loki walked up to them and her father and his father

she stated. Amphidocus coughed and looked around the room. “Wait, so this really isn’t news? She was with the Minotaur, and none of you reacts?” he asked. “Other than my cousin, all the girls have been with Asterion. Guess the animal magnetism works in his favor. Plus, even you have to admit he’s better built than the other boys, and we sent as tribute.” Demoleon commented.

As her dragon glided along warm currents, tracking Ragnar's mate, she looked up from the valleys below and beheld a breathtaking sight. In the distance flew a gigantic white dragon, her crests were tinged a dusky pink, and Titan felt she'd never seen a beast so beautiful. This must be the Queen's dragon. Beating her wings to lessen the distance between them, Titan had to put real effort in to catch up, and she was puffing before she reached the Queen's tail. There she noticed the real struggle taking place.

He specialises in torture, is a vampire / wolf hybrid, and runs the Irish Mob out in Boston. Dante Rios, Alpha Dragon shifter based out in Vegas. He’s head of the Duskfall Syndicate, and every bit as deadly as you can imagine. Don’t venture into the desert at night, because rumour has it, he can’t control his own beast. Little do they know, he likes not being in control.

The Helm of Awe covered my left shoulder and on my right was Valknut. Yggdrasil was in the middle and flowing from the roots of the tree was a wolf head. On either side of the wolf was a Jericho 9mm, Kiran’s personal touch to my Zeta mark. From the bottom of the roots, down my spine, was a ghost rune designed by Malachi with my name Jericho adorning the top of Yggdrasil. An hour and a half later Marcus was finished and I put my shirt back on. Tonight I would have to undress with every member of the pack present and shift for the first time in my life.

He reclined his head and shoulders and started floating effortlessly on the surface, spread out like a starfish and unbothered by the gentle waves. “Dragonkist?” Aki echoed, searching inwardly. The word rang a bell but she couldn’t remember when and where she had first heard it. Temujin’s face grew dark. He remembered his vision / dream in the Sauna Lodge. “Dragonkist means ‘dragon king’ in Split Tongue,” Sasha explained, without looking at his friends. “There were four of them during the Days of Dragon. One for each cardinal direction and season. All the other dragons could be slain. All except the Dragon God Kuzuryū himself and his four kings, who were true immortals.