Dragon Of Love の小説・ストーリー

Apollo asked confused. “He is her start and her finish. He is the only reason the gold dragon exists. If Rosalie was marked she would be the pure gold dragon. A dragon said to have the power of the heavens and a heart as pure and sweet as an angel. Her life starts with his touch. She will never die as long as Asrar never dies. His touch is what got the gem awoken in her so she could use its gifts. It also awoke his gifts for he is an elemental dragon or spirit dragon as we like to call them.” She spoke cutting the image and walking back to Charles. He wrapped her up again holding her close. “He has a prophecy that states he can heal the golden dragon even from death.” “How is any of this goo

Shaking my head, I continued to pull my hand away, until he gently let go, standing in front of me. “This bond, it ruins your perception of me. That dragon stole you away and now clouds the love I know you have for me.” His breath deepened, pinches his nose. A blood-red tear left his eye. “I am not angry with you, you could not help it. You did it to survive because you are a survivor, Odessa. That is why I cherish you so.” Continuing to try and pull my claws out of my body, my dragon roared a painful cry. “I didn’t do it to survive, Creed, The Black Dragon is my mate,” I said confidently. “I love him and he loves me. Can I just be happy with him?”

"When the world was created by the supreme god, the first creature to be made along with it was the daughter of the supreme god, the goddess of light and purity Aria who made the land fertile and suitable for all to coexist. Soon many minor gods and goddesses emerged and were given their parts to perform, along with all that emerged the ink darkness in the form of a dragon with dark red irises that controlled the violent forces. But the supreme god was impartial to both, for he had made them to coexist. the darkness was never evil but a side of light that god loved equally. Ten thousand years passed and regimes changed rapidly on earth. Everything was well but-" "But?" Layla turned her head

Suddenly, the crow was in an uproar as they shouted the name of Soheila's furnace. "It's the Forbidden Love Dragon furnace!" "Forbidden Love Dragon Furnace?! I only sat that in books! I can't believe we will be witnessing such a rare furnace!" "The image of the dragons would appear as they roared every time it was used. Also, the purity of the refined pills would surely increase when they use this because of the pure love of the dragons for each other. That's what it said in the books. I am excited to witness it!" An Alchemist disciple said.

But it will never be the same. - Dragons don't have mates, we have firehearts. It works similar to your matebond, but it's different. We have a fog in the heart that is incomplete, and when we find our fireheart, the fires are completed. When a dragon loses its fireheart, it's alone for life. We have no second chances, fireheart and we will never be able to love another person. Many dragons that end up firehertless choose to stay together, but it will always be for sex and children. Their hearts will never burn with love again.

The legends didn't do him justice - the Dragon God was even more beautiful in person. Staring at him, I could tell that beneath his perfect exterior, there lies a hidden strength just waiting to be unleashed. The Dragon God’s eyes glowed with a fierce crimson red, and his cropped black hair moved as if blown by the wind. The spikes along his fingers and arms appeared sharp and menacing, but he seemed like he could retract them with ease. If it weren't for the black pants he had on, he would have been fully nude, his muscular torso with the finest of hairs on full display.

His handsome face still looked red from drunkenness. "Dragon!" exclaimed Astrid with admiration. She looked around the bar and found no bartender's body anywhere. Her hunch said that bad luck would soon come upon this dragon. This dragon was so beautiful and dazzling in Astrid's eyes. At first glance, Astrid had fallen in love with a drunken red-eyed black dragon. She wouldn't let anyone slaughter this dragon. Not tonight. "Hey, what are you looking at, girl?" Draco asked ramblingly and suddenly fell unconscious from being too drunk.

“I want you to be my first, my only, lover.” I’ve heard the possessive growl of the other dragons. I’m pretty sure that mine rivals any of theirs. “Are you sure, Emmi?” “I’m sure,” she says, pulling her shirt over her head and dropping it on the ground. I lean down and take her mouth, pulling her against me as I pour my love and passion into the kiss. She needs to know what she’s getting into. A dragon loves more deeply than a human could ever imagine. When she clings to me, whimpering with need, I press my forehead against hers.

"Please." With another grumble, he begins the story. "Drakon, the king of dragons, fell in love with the daughter of a Goddess. He courted her knowing she was his true mate. When he finally consummated their union, he discovered she had given her virginity to another. He was mated to a woman who would never transcend. In his great rage, he killed her." We both remain quiet until he speaks again a few minutes later. "A dragon's rage is incomparable to anything you've ever seen. Mine is worse. You cannot want to be around me if I'm ever in that condition."

Drago had seen her naked, even touched her, but she was half out of it when this had occurred. “I’m kidding,” he smiled,”Sort of.” Drago lifted her in his arms, carrying her to the bed. “My dragon is growing restless, my love,” he lowered her to the bed,smiling as he lay down beside her.”He wants to meet his beautiful, alluring fiery haired goddess of a mate.” Drago positioned himself over her, his weight on his elbows, then bent down and pressed his lips to hers. “I will not pressure you, though, Madchen,” he said in between soft kisses,”But know this, I want to spend the rest of my life with you,and the dragon knows this.”