Dragon Drive Novels & Stories

Theo threw a piece of the shirt at her. It wasn’t particularly her shirt, she sensed. Running her fingers over the silk, she could feel it. Bringing it closer to her eyes, she realized it was a black shirt. “Wear it,” Theo muttered, reaching for a leather electric shock collar. He sighed, watching her as she pulled on the shirt. He walked toward her and pulled her neck close. Fastening the collar around her neck, he said, “Drake has a dragon tattoo on the left side of his neck. Short curly hair. Black-framed specs. Dark brown eyes.”

I didn't need to ask what kind of dragon he was. "That's Tinderflare The Ash Maker, and he's just upset that he can't control his flames," Drizzle explained. "He is terrified of hurting you. You see, every time he opens his mouth, flames come out." "I see," I replied. I decided to leave him be. I knew he would come to me when he was ready. "So isn't there supposed to be five of you?"

Just before I closed my eyes, I thought I saw a big dark shadow pass over us. I opened to look around when I heard Rob say, “What the hell is that?” He slammed on the brakes and stopped the car. There right in front of us standing in the road was a huge dark blue dragon. I couldn’t believe my eyes. Am I asleep and in a nightmare all along? Because dragons are not real. But if it were a dream, why can’t I wake up? The dragon lifted his head and roared so loud it hurt my ears. Smoke was coming out of his mouth as well. A fire-breathing dragon. He bent his head low and stared at us in the car growling. Now I am going to die by a dragon. A real live dragon.

“Tell me what you found on Gideon Delanie.” “Gideon Delanie, forty-nine years old, he trades mainly in tourism it seems. Family owns some resorts in Mexico. He’s married and he has four children. His territory in Mexico is vast Ryder, this guy breathes money and contacts.” “Mexico’s big Tank,” I said. “He basically owns Puerto Vallarta,” Tank replied. “Is he dragonkin?” I asked him. “He’s the Alpha wolf of his pack,” he said. “What’s his connection to Kurt Greer?” I asked.

Lycan Ryder, the fearsome Dragon Lycan king, has sent a note to the Pack, and in it are words clearly spelled out. 'Drancudie Dynasty vows to invade Twin Sparks Island and leave it in shambles in the nearest future.' In the note, it is stated that nothing would avert this impending wrath. However, to escape from this, Alpha Xavier was given the task of presenting a gift capable of appealing to Lycan Ryder. But then everyone knows the Dragon Lycan king of the Drancudie Dynasty. He hated werewolves, and nothing could be more appealing to him than seeing them destroyed. Their ruins—yes, their ruins—would be the only thing to appease the Dragon Lycan King.

"What?" Azalia couldn't believe her ears. Surely, she hadn't heard Melech right. "A dragony?" She repeated in a puzzled voice. "Nobody in their right mind would ride such a dangerous creature." Dragonies were small dragon-like creatures belonging to the Adom Kingdom. They were a dark orange colour, their wings and bodies covered with red scales strong enough to stop a blade. They were gorgeous but could breathe fire and had extremely sharp fangs and claws that could kill a man on the spot. Azalia would never dare approach one of those too close.

Linking my arm through Jade’s I began pulling her along to follow the boys. “Come on, try to get there before the sun starts coming up.” We met up with the guys, which Kellan had already shifted into a large green Dragon, but while he was magnificent, it wasn’t nearly as impressive as Cyran’s Dragon. Once we were all settled on Kellan’s Dragon, luggage and all, Kellan spread his gigantic wings and flapped them a few times before taking off into the night sky.

Draco's deathly aura when he entered the van indicated he was in one of his worst moods, which was very surprising considering he had been with the lady boss just a few moments ago. Let's face it, Draco had finally been showing human emotions these past few weeks ever since he met Miss Jones. The man was previously like a robot who, apart from his deathly glares and his signature frigid scowl that always adorned his face, showed no emotion that could tell you what he was thinking or feeling inside.

Naham and Roman were nervous as they clung to their mates, watching a large group of hybrids line up near Atticus. Atticus spoke to his people and promised that their forever home was almost ready. The king looked toward Naham and Roman, but both were too frightened to leave their mate's arms. Atticus smiled at Naham and Roman, and then, the next moment, Draven burst out of his body like an explosion. His long tail stretched out behind his body, and his claws sank into the ground. His eyes burned with fire, and he looked directly at Naham and Roman. The area between his scales seemed transparent, allowing one to see the fire burning inside the large beast. Smoke seeped from his body as his n

Jenny POV Three nights ago I didn't let Dragon approach me, I was enjoying making him suffer but also I missed his vein, and he couldn't even wait another night without me. It was only a few minutes before Dragon drove me out of the bar to his car, the luxury car with its black leather seats, he drove in the streets very quickly, not interested in red lights or the sounds of wheezing cars. A new place entered with long black gates that fit into the black interior. Two big-looking men bowed their heads to us.