Dragon Marvel Novels & Stories

So, John and Bastin and I got to the parade and when we got there we notice that Loki was rolling his eye his parents were ecstatic and Draco was nowhere to be found we went and ask His father and they told us that The Crown Queen and Draco are true mates and they just walked inside to discuss some things we were waiting on you three before we went in because this means Draco will hand the pack to Draco because he will be the Queens Consort this is super exciting his dad said so we walked into the building and Draco and his Mate Destiny were just finishing accepting each other and everyone one around was happy and joyful his parents and Loki walked up to them and her father and his father

Matthew turned his head to face Rose. “I’m sure that you don’t intend on telling anyone that you’re the Scarlett Witch. But you trust me enough to tell me that. So, I’ll trust you with my own secret.” Matthew paused for a moment, trying to add more tension to his next words. “I’m a Dragon Emperor.” There was a short moment that Rose before she actually reacted. She looked away from him and covered her mouth with her hand. Rose seemed to be holding her laughter back from bursting. Matthew’s eyebrows curled with confusion.

At twenty-two, they were the youngest in their coven but were tasked with one of the most dangerous jobs of all, protecting the savior, their friend Charlotte Ren. Matilda knew not to interrupt her when she was brewing potions, so if Tilly was here, it could only be for one reason- Charlie had met her mate. "Which one?" She asked, quickly grabbing her satchel, turning off the oven, and putting on her shoes hurriedly. "The dragon," Matilda answered, helping her sister into her jacket, "Lazareth has her safely tucked away in the room, but Ragnar is destroying everything outside in an effort to get to her."

"I'll have someone cut it into pieces and make it a set of jewelry for you." "Tell me, where did you take it?" She asked. "Somewhere around the world." He chuckled. "I've been going around and had an adventure with Dragon, Dark Lord, and Shadow. I found that blue diamond, perfect for you." (Note: Dragon is the code name of Andromeda Mondragon. Dark Lord is for Sabrina Alvarez-Lawson, the owner and founder of EPUA. Shadow was their cousin, Andel. These characters are in the Arranged Marriage: Dangerous Heiress and To Hear Your Voice.)

“Let’s not waste time pretending this is a misunderstanding.” Darion swallows. “You don’t understand what Malrec is offering,” he says hoarsely. I stop directly in front of him. “No,” I reply. “I understand perfectly.” His eyes brighten slightly, as though he believes he has found a sliver of sympathy. “Then you must see reason. Dragons ruling both realms again, restoring our rightful dominance—” My fist strikes him before he finishes the sentence. The crack of bone against flesh echoes sharply through the chamber. Darion slumps forward against the chains, blood spilling from his mouth.

Bynjym says. I hear Cyryl clicking happily at him. He rumbles approvingly and pulls her closer to his body as he flies. “Silvers and bronzes rose to fly Kythyr and Ymyl,” Skylar says. “Kythyr is a strong blue, just as Ymyl is a strong red. Mara was the strongest female in the thunder until Cyryl bonded with you. Being bonded makes a dragon stronger as well, so before Queen Cyryl hatched, Ymyl was the second strongest female in the thunder next to Ylys,” I tell her.

Cain actually staggered back a step, fingers digging into her shoulders to keep himself upright. For him, it came like a thunderclap through the mate bond, a presence slamming into his instincts like collision with another Alpha dragon in midair. Old. Vast. Not Draynor, not Dawlya, exactly something older than either, threaded with a magic that didn’t care about kingdoms or councils. “What the hell was that,” he rasped, voice gone rough. “Say it again.” She didn’t need to. The Circle answered for her. “He wakes. He turns. He comes.” The room warped at the edges of her vision.

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?!

But even in seclusion, they were feared. And Kiara’s mother had been the worst of all. The last full-blooded dragon. Royalty by birth. A queen with wings the color of obsidian and flame, a mind sharp as war steel, and a daughter born of fire and wolf. She represented the past. Her child? A terrifying future. So the wolves called it treason. They brought silver and soldiers. And the dragons—few, scattered, diluted—burned bright… but not long. They fell not because they were weak.

Totally forgetting about the fact that he had actually let her go when tonight was the best time to kill her, he was more in awe at what creature this mate of his was and he suddenly realized how little he knew of her and how there would be no memories of her to live by when he finally wins his war. Still in shock and confusion, he teleported to his cave, bearing in mind that it was time to stop fascinating himself with the human realm and go find Modach, no one else could feed him on what was going on, on earth but his dear old friend. As he stepped into his cave, he was still wondering on how it happened and also, why Modach’s offspring was his mate. Dragons have never intermarried before