Dragon Oc Novels & Stories

I'm not crazy about everyone knowing that my powers, but I know that any ally of our pack is safe. Saige is going crazy in my head when I start smelling the most delicious smell. It smells like sandalwood and mint. I was lost in that scent when the most beautiful dragon I have ever seen lands in our wood line, lets off two children, and after getting dressed approaches us. The man is an Adonis! He has jet-black hair, the most gorgeous emerald green eyes I have ever seen, and he towers over me! The man must be close to seven feet tall! He's tall enough and wide enough to wrap himself around me at least a couple times. Saige keeps saying, "MATE! MATE! Move closer to mate!" I said, "I can't! He

Her impromptu plan was successful but when she’s on the air, a very strong big wave of sand slap her that made her cover with the sand. While Keiynan is also trying to use his power, too, to escape but it was still useless because when he nearly actually escapes, although he give all his strength but the sand grabs his feet and slam him on the ground that made the prince weak and feeling losing his vision. Then an enormous explosion of sand from underneath rise up likes a thrown bomb. A giant gold fading brown with an eighth legs and a pair of grasping pedipalps and the narrow-segmented tail, often carried in a characteristic forward curve over the back, ending with a venomous stinger. . . A

“Of course, I do! There are many books that tell of different oracles through the ages and how coveted they are. We cannot let anyone know about you two.” “Well, before we taken to Selene’s realm we had a vision, I guess. Here let me show you the newest one.” I opened my pad to the latest picture I drew and handed to the Alpha. He looked at it. Shock written all over his face. “This is here. On this land. Just beyond these tree lines here about half mile down is the pack house.” He said pointing the trees he was talking about. “Who are these gentleman here?”

My dragon likes the stone and I enjoy seeing pride in his eyes when I wear it. Sir Orifice only had one goal and that was to remove my dress and fuck me. Hitting him over the head with a large vase from the nightstand beside the bed was easy. Repeatedly stomping his fingers beneath my boot satisfying. My thirst for blood began as a child when I planned to kill the dragon. I will never be a normal bride. Had never been a normal child. Somehow the gods matched me with the one man who would see my savagery as a bonus.

“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.

The ice in my very veins melted as he grew even taller than he normally was and more muscular,ripping Zephyros's tunic in the process. I staggered backwards and tripped on a branch. I fell backwards on my rump and even the sting was not enough to take my eyes off him. He exhaled and the nearest tree turned to ash immediately. i scrambled backwards on impulse and the branch i had tripped on got caught in his web. He opened his eyes and twin pools of fire peered down at me. I didn't need Luna to tell me i was not looking at Zephyros anymore...no. Not entirely. What stared back at me was the Fire Dragon.

"The magical backlash from the binding... it went into the ley lines. It went down." The iron door to the Dragon Keep—a massive vault sealed for three hundred years—began to glow red. The metal warped, melting like wax. A roar echoed from the depths. It was a sound that vibrated the marrow in their bones. ROOOOOAAAARRRR. The door exploded outward. A figure flew through the smoke, landing in a heap at Vespera’s feet. It was Oryn. In this world, he was an Orc—green-skinned, tusked, and wearing the leather apron of the Beast Keeper.

“In the meantime, take care of the little one. Make us proud.” She flew around the platform and dipped her long neck towards Lord Ombra who still stood with Damien in his human form. Ombra looked at Dorin’s group and scowled before rising into the air to follow his wife. He turned into a gigantic dragon, so black that he seemed part of the darkness.

Rowan glanced over the crowd, looking at our table. “Horus, King Osirus’ dragon, as well as the elves have made sure of that. Green grasses cover the plains, the trees have taken root and new species of our kind have been brought out from hiding,” he smiled. “Orcs, were a great benefactor in helping us win this war.”

George gritted his teeth, looking at the idiot in front of him. "It's not that easy. He is not a normal dragon. He is Drake Hamilton, the most powerful orange dragon ever born. No one can kill him just like that. Not even the dragon elders. Even if we complain, he has a valid reason to be there in the fairy world. So not even the dragon elders could punish him for that" George pointed out.