Dragon Heart 소설 & 이야기

Dhari lunged towards Drake with his sword drawn. Drake was not expecting that. Dhari managed to catch Drake off guard, and as a result Drake now has a gash on the left side of his chest. The injury is deep and blood started to drip from the wound, and his dark blue shirt became darker. But what Dhari doesn't know is that Drake is a dragon, and he can heal within minutes. Dhari thought the wound would distract Drake for a minute, giving him a chance to escape. But to his shock, Drake didn't even blink despite being injured.

“You are so beautiful, dark dragon,” Madchen reached her arms around his neck, never wavering her gaze. “As are you, Madchen, and I love you,” Drago crashed his lips onto hers, searing her mouth with his passion.Black wings erupted from his back, engulfing Madchen in a cocoon of protection. He didn’t care that he was standing stark naked in front of his gathering family, all he cared about was that Madchen accepted him for what he was, a dragon who had found his mate.

In a world where supernatural species dominate professional sports, werewolf Alpha Jax Cole has built his legacy on strength and loyalty to his pack. When the Monster League drafts dragon Jude Stone, the first of his kind in centuries, old hatreds ignite. What begins as a fierce on-field rivalry quickly turns into a dangerous, magnetic attraction. As Jax and Jude battle centuries of bloodshed and betrayal, stolen moments and raw desire threaten everything they hold dear. With ancient clans watching and their careers on the line, their forbidden love could either heal old wounds or spark a war that destroys them both.In a world where supernatural species dominate professional sports, wer

There is no time for hesitation today. More enemies surge upward from the streets below. Fae warriors riding dragons. Archers loosing arrows tipped with burning magic. A lesser dragon dives toward my throat. I twist aside and rip his wing clean off. He plummets screaming into the broken street far below. Another dragon circles behind me. I spin midair and drive my claws through his skull. Blood rains down across the battlefield. And still Seraphina’s music continues. I feel it moving through me now. Through the bond.

She didn't turn when I entered. "Come here," she said. I crossed the room and stopped beside her, looking down into the pit. The glowing substance moved slowly, churning like lava but without the heat I would have expected. Standing this close, I should have been burning. Instead, I felt nothing but a faint warmth on my skin. "Do you know what this is?" the Primarch asked. "No." "This is the heart of our mountain. The source of Drakari's power." She turned to look at me, her gold eyes reflecting the glow. "Every dragon who lives in these courts draws their fire from this pit. It connects us, sustains us, makes us what we are."

Music recommendation: After dark by Mr kitty The Dragon released its fire on the moving corpses as it soared through the sky and to its greatest surprise the corpses when reduced to ashes would instantly reform it's self to their original form, realizing attacking the corpses was pointless she searched for Leonard knowing taking out its source would release the spell.

She whose origins were just as mysterious as her strength ad achieved that, and the scariest part about all this was the fact that this was merely as a result – a mere aftermath – of her attack on the dragon! “You truly are an insane woman Delores,” Roderick, the fire dragon breathed heavily as it fell to the ground. The formerly healthy dragon was full of holes, the most notable one being the large hole in its chest that almost split its body in half. It had lost its heart, and was unlikely to recover – if it was a normal creature that is. Fortunately for Roderick, he was a dragon, and dragons could regenerate even their hearts as long as their brains remained intact. For a dragon was a bei

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.

“Child, you are seeking redemption, aren’t you?” “Yes, Great one,” Katheine nodded. “Then you shall get it.” The Dragon sobbed a bit, taking some of his tears and handing it to Fang so the Princess drank from it. “Condemned me to death With my last breath Sorrow and anger Fill my head…” “This is the moment you drink, baby.” he directed softly to her guiding the entire process as she opened her mouth. She drank from a goblet, which the fighter had taken at the center of the Dragon fortress. The minute she drank it, everyone froze awaiting to see if it worked or not.

Dragon blood can revive, even those at the brink of death, and I, being the First Dragon, could bring even the dead back. I leapt into the action and fed the dying mermaid a few drops of my blood, which in a matter of seconds gave color back to her skin, regrew her fin tail and soon, she opened her gorgeous black eyes and looked at us confused. Having my blood meant she was bound to me, meant to be tied and to serve me, but the moment her eyes met Thalia’s I knew we had another thing coming.. Their connection was instant. And it has remained and survived for centuries. They were in love and happy and I was happy for them. My baby sister had true love and I was grateful for that. Thinking ab