Dragon Guardians Novels & Stories

I let out an amused growl, “Sure thing, let’s go!” Bella and I moved in perfect harmony, our sisterly bond unbreakable even amid this chaotic battle. Below us, Liam and Alex fought side by side, their own dragon forms an awe-inspiring sight to behold. Liam's obsidian scales gleamed in the twilight, while Alex's deep forest green hid him in the shadows. They were a whirlwind of motion, tails lashing out to fend off Mariah's relentless followers, who surged around them like a swarm of beasts.

“Mitch. Yes, Mitch.” “Mine. My Kellie.” He said in a deep growl as his thrusts pounds into me. The sound of our flesh slapping against each other. Our climax begin to climb together as I could feel his pleasure along with mine. It must be the bond and our lovemaking feels more intense. “Open your eyes. Look at your mate. Look at me.” He growls at me. I open my eyes, look at him, and saw his eyes had changed again. The dragon is here. “Are you afraid my mate? Are you afraid of your dragon?”

"Long ago, there was a demon called Abaddon. Abaddon is the keeper of hell, he is called the destroyer and the bringer of terror. Abaddon life's goal was to bring hell on earth for humans and the only thing that could stop him was dragon's breath. And this is were Arkalis comes in. In other to stop Abaddon from destroying earth and merging it with hell, he had to create your forefathers... the dragon." Mrs Maria paused. "So you are telling me... that war wasn't between kings like it was told?" I asked shocked.

As they neared, Rex felt the golden bracelet grow almost painfully hot against his skin, Fafnir's warning clear. 'He is more than he appears,' the dragon cautioned. 'Much more.' The godking's eyes flicked to each of Rex's companions in turn, lingering on Dilo's corrupted arm with particular interest. "Interesting choices," he observed, "A warrior from another realm, an ancient spirit bound to human form, and one who carries my essence already." His gaze returned to Rex. "You continue to surprise me." Without waiting for a response, he turned and entered the pavilion. The black fabric parted before him without being touched, revealing a space that seemed impossibly large for the structure's e

I ask when she looks me dead in the eye. “Dragons.” I gasp, holy shit! Dragons? I thought they were extinct. Clearly not, but how? “I know what you are thinking, Luna. The dragon’s keep themselves to themselves. They were hunted to near extinction. Countless thrall’s destroyed because humans and other shifters didn’t understand them, they feared them. They are not what we hear in fairytales and see on television. They are a peaceful species unless crossed. They have been the guardians of that mountain for the last twenty years. When you called for war when Athena was kidnapped. The wolves that came down from the mountain, our guardians, live at the base of it. To keep the dragon’s secret. Ho

Dude #2 yelled back suddenly. “Guys, we have no choice, we either do this or die when we go home, and if we run.. he’ll find us” dude#3 said. Unable to handle the truth of what awaits them, he started walking away from the other guys. ‘Sapphire, what are these guys?’ I asked my dragon, uncertain of their different scents. ‘That’s a delta dragon, gamma dragon and warrior dragon. That gamma dragon is the highest ranking one, deltas are like healers and warriors are obviously warriors,’ she laughed at me, making my fists clenched slightly.

She believed he would never do something bad enough for him to get banished. At the center of the Gallerion stood the Statue of Murgal, who was entitled as the First Hero of Drava. He founded a guild of dragon hunters, and together, they built all of what’s standing in Shavath now. They used Murgal’s black sword, called the Unburnt, to make their banner—and that pair of snow-white dragon wings was from the ice dragon he had slain.

The next plague, The Death Dragon, an extremely dangerous being, which could reduce to nothing anything with its dark flames. The Prophets were almost extinct now, and the half-breed didn't stand a chance against it. When the Death Dragon or DD showed itself, the world started to shake and dragons emerged from the depths of the oceans, caves, forests, volcanoes and landed from the sky. The very few Prophets who still lived tried to fight DD thanks to their kindness despite how they were hunted down for their powers. Unable to defeat DD, in a desperate move, The Prophets cursed DD with a divine armor that sealed DD inside a mountain and absorbed its vital energy.

Astrid marvels at the intricate web of their creation, attributed to the Sun god Helios. The Weredragons, too, drew him into their fiery domain. Born of the same sun deity, their essence was forged in the crucible of intense ether, granting them the awe-inspiring ability to spew forth torrents of fire. Leading this formidable clan is the figure known as the Dragon king who presides over their fiery realm.

It's a beautiful sight. "Wow," Arianna lips hung. Brigid cleared her throat continuing to read. "Pyrrhos, by contrast, was a realm of fire and might, governed by the Dragon Goddess Drakora. Her chosen, the Ouroboros, bore crescent marks on their necks, with silver hair and eyes as bright as molten flames. These warriors commanded the power of fire, bonded to majestic dragons who soared through blazing skies.” Arianna heart stopped. What the hell?!