Dragon Drive Novels & Stories

I explained. “Hmm, I see,” she mumbled while preparing two sandwiches. Bringing them to the kitchenette, she handed me one and then sat down next to me. “You're a druid wolf and will have a high sex drive. That is probably why Dante thinks poorly of you. Plus, I personally believe that Goddess Medeina was a full-blood druid,” she shook her head, then took a bite. Furrowing my brow, I screwed up my face and growled, “Then WHY is HE my mate?!

Drake eyed her as if trying to see the truth written on her forward, then an idea struck him and he subtly smiled. Dragons had special abilities attached to their scaly fire breathing form and his was quite unique. It was called truth farming. It allowed one to detect the presence of lies or bad intentions from a person's words. Except one was from the dragon clan, they wouldn't notice it if it was used on them.

Above the collar of his dark dress shirt, I could see tattoos of strange dark runes peaking out along his pale skin. The man beside him had shaggy chocolate brown hair that curled slightly at the ends. A red and plaid shirt stretched tightly over his broad shoulders. I didn’t need to see his face to know who he was. My throat tightened and my heart raced in my chest. What was my boss from Moonlight doing in a dragon’s lair? Lucian let out a low growl and I knew that he was feeling my panic. Drake shifted on the couch, slowly turning to face me. His eyes widened and I looked down at the floor, unable to meet his eyes.

I dare not say anything else, not that they would answer or believe me anyway, so I resigned to remain quiet while we drove to what I could only assume was my doom. The 19-hour drive in silence was the calm before the storm would hit - what would await me at Dragonetti Estate? Il Drago mentioned his wife. Would she be there to join in my torture? Would she laugh in glee as I get defiled night after night? From what I heard the Dragonetti were bloodthirsty killers who burned infants alive, so what kind of woman in her right mind would stay married to a man like Il Drago - or Dante as I learned his name was.

replied Drake, his voice dripped sympathy over the loss of such a fond friend, “Bah to the prophecy, I mean the ailments, Christ, you guys have it worse, at least Wolves can be treated if it’s caught in time, you guys just keel over,” “Sometimes, but sometimes we suffer through many attacks before our hearts finally give up, my grandfather had six over the course of three years, during which time he was unable to shift, all he wanted was to fly one last time,” Drake, not accustomed to speaking about his family had finally opened up about the painful agonizing death of one of the most famous Dragon-shifters, “Draco, that was his name?” Charlie asked, he already knew the answer, Draco was famo

Drake–POV Seeing Yuri plummet from the towering mountain height, I instantly shifted halfway, unfurling my dragon wings. I caught her weary form in my arms, simultaneously dodging the laser beams aiming at us. Her unconscious state, etched on her battered face, stirred a pang of guilt within me. Anticipating the next laser beam, I retaliated with magical fire from my palm, dispelling the threat before we took to the skies. As the truck carrying a mixture of hybrid creatures slipped past the security post, relief washed over me. Solomons and Mac had been tasked with its removal, and their success showed that my preemptive elimination of the guards had paid off.

Blake suggested. “We were thinking of the same. Have you contacted Drake about a formation between here and the Small World?” Ling stated and then asked. “Drake? The Eastern Dragon? I never asked his name. I waited for him to introduce himself, so his name is Drake, good name.” Blake said, thinking he was an idiot. If he needed a formation to transport from here to the Small World, it would be easy for the Phoenix and Dragon. They created his ability to travel to the Small World. “I’m an idiot.”

Vair HUR-voom vel LOH-kit VAIR-kee VAH-room. Drake replied in Dragonese, which Asher loosely translated as King Drake commending their loyalty and actions. The Drake stepped forward to address us. “Ek fagna þér, konungr Daemon, ok þinni fríðustu fylgikonu, dróttning Adriana. Þat er ánægjuligt at hitta fjölskyldu fylgikonu sonar míns, he said, his voice loud and deep, commanding respect.

A knock on the door made me move the quilt lower to ask who it was. "High Lord Tymon has asked that I bear food and fruits to you, my Lady." A tiny voice came from the other side of the door. A brownie, perhaps. I turned my back to the door. "I'm not hungry. Later." I said. I vaguely registered a sigh and shuffling of feet as the brownie left. "What the history will not tell you is that Dragons were not created by Luna. We existed. Even before Luna." I blinked at that, but said nothing, lest I interrupt her. "Before Luna, the mother, there were other gods that ruled the world. There were beings that walked the earth that were feared. Some still do. Like