Dragon Hunt Book Novels & Stories

"Roosevelt, lost in madness, stared with eyes full of bloodlust. Eloise smiled, mocking him. 'I told you I would ruin you, Your Majesty. May bitterness and sorrow be your eternal companions.'" Micha's brows tightened. "She provoked a man who already lost everything. That's suicide." The next lines formed slowly, dramatically. A roar shook the skies. Not human. Not beast. Ancient. "A dragon appeared. Black scales, silver eyes, wings stretching wider than any castle. It landed with pride, lowering itself before Roosevelt." Both of us froze. A dragon. A real dragon. Even the book seemed to tremble on the page. The dark-winged creatures bowed. The dragon bowed to Roosevelt.

Lyra asked curiously. "It was a book. It recorded some things about the future and the method to enter this dragon realm," Hansen quickly replied. Before anyone could ask further, he continued, "That book seems to be very ancient, and it looks like an unfinished proposal.” "A proposal?" Everyone looked puzzled. Hansen hurriedly explained, "The author of the book knew the method to enter dragon realms and had entered multiple times. He wanted to take his people and subordinates into this dragon realm to enhance their strength, and then come out to dominate the world when they succeeded in their development.”

I grabbed Creed’s arm and nudged him to sit back down. “You said you had a book about blessed werewolves?” Drake asked. “Yah, I was looking through it before all of you got here.” I grabbed the book off my stand and handed it to Drake. “I want to see if there’s anything about the prophecy witch in here. Maybe there’s more to the story,” Drake said as he started flipping through the pages. “I didn’t think of looking for it because she was a witch.” Drake nodded as he continued to look.

- I moved to join him once more and kept my eyes firmly ahead. -What happened? - I asked, feeling a bit disconcerted that the instinct almost took me over. -The instinct to hunt is a powerful one, especially for a new Draygon. That's why we don't let young Draygons go off by themselves. They need someone to help them take control. After all, we are all only one step away from the beasts. - He explained. Tohr flew us into the village, listening to their roars of greeting their king. It was fascinating that I finally understood it. What had once sounded like horrifying warnings were actually joyful cheers and respectful greetings.

, he replied gravely. The confirmation did not surprise me. However, things were not adding up. Usually, she-dragons would go into heat once she found her mate. Dragons went into heat only once a year and their pregnancies were longer than those of all shifters – 12 months in fact. However, unlike most creatures, including humans, they only started showing in month nine and fully developed a dragon child in the last three months. Now, Emma was a daughter of the First Human too, and there were no shifters like her, none like her and her brother existed before. So, all we know about dragons, especially she-dragons and their reproductive cycles, may or may not apply to her.

In his place is a young man who still has his mother’s blond hair, but now his body is built very much like Cal’s, like the Alpha dragon that he is. Suddenly, Iniko’s nose lifts in the air and his eyes connect with someone in the crowd. “Mate!” he growls. **This story will continue in Iniko: A New Beginning, Book 8 of the Elemental Dragon series.

Tristan said, "we dance. And tomorrow, we steal the secrets of a god." Saoirse touched the cool metal of the dragon charm. The Viper had marked her. But as she looked at him, she realized something dangerous. She didn't want to take it off. End of Chapter 6

she told him. ​ Achilles looked grateful as he took the book and started reading through the pages. “Is it worth reading into more about King Xaveris’s dragon and abilities?” Achilles asked Helga. She shook her head, “No, I’ve read every material we have available on King Xaveris, maybe try and concentrate on texts about Dhampir’s with familiars though, we don’t have much research available, they are so few and far between,” Helga sighed. ​

I became relieved. The scene I had just witnessed came flashing through my mind. I couldn't believe what I had witnessed. The woman before me was no ordinary human; her ethereal beauty and shimmering scales revealed her true identity as a dragon. My husband, Rex, the Prince of the Dragon Clan, had betrayed me with one of his own kind. As an Omega I wasn't asking for much, all I wanted was mutual respect for both parties as husband and wife.

I knew, the moment I laid eyes on her again, that something had been awoken within her. I don’t know if I’m concerned, excited or kind of numb by the realisation, but I do know that I read about those traits in one place, and one place only. The Dragon Chronicles, or ‘pamphlet’ as Gabe called it, and now the name has stuck. Gabe and Hunter will never be trusted to name anything, because the names they give most things are either dripping with sarcasm or unnecessarily vulgar.