Dragon Road Book Novels & Stories

Dom was just a young boy then, mourning the humanization and loss of his mother. After that, the earthquake started. At first, slowly, then faster and stronger. For a split second, Dom felt like the whole mountain was about to collapse on him as huge stones started falling around him. Then the dragon shook, like a massive shiver passing through his entire being, waking him up. All the chaos felt like Earth was not willing to return, which was almost hers by now. And Dom would have let her but he was desperate and the world needed that great leader's guidance one last time.

I have to be able to fight through burns and broken bones to claim my dragon. At first my warriors didn’t like the idea of truly putting me in danger, but we’ve worked up to it over the years. Now, I can handle three of them at once, all sending fire at me from different directions. By elvish law, a potential rider can only use their element and ‘tools’ created with natural products. Over time, I’ve created multiple versions of a rope. The first versions burned away quickly. I’ve had to become more creative with the earthen products that I’ve used to create my rope. I now feel that I have something that will not only stand up to some of Kenna’s fire, but isn’t completely made of stone or roc

Rows of towering bookshelves stretched up into the darkness, accessible only by rickety rolling ladders that looked like skeletons. Tristan and Saoirse moved through the main stacks like ghosts. The librarians—hunched, robed figures with goggles sewn into their hoods—were busy cataloging a new shipment of stolen scrolls from the Dragon Kingdom. They didn't look up as the Prince and his servant slipped past the main desk and into the shadows of the rear alcove. They reached a heavy iron door set into the stone wall. It had no handle, only a keyhole shaped like a screaming mouth.

I say, turning her face to me. Whatever I was about to say, falls away as a tidal wave of lust blasts through me. I turn to see Cyryl getting up from her nap where she was laying curled up with Bynjym. She hisses at him, then leaps into the air. She’s barely off the ground when Bynjym roars his intent as he, Thyyd, Yttyc, and the other bronzes all leap into the air after her. Cyryl is rising to mate. **This story will continue in The Dragon Rider: Book Two of The Dragon Thief Trilogy.

That day in last the week of Feb of 2013, Marcus had called her and informed her of a very important party visiting Pune city for a huge consignment of drugs, She immediately chalked up a plan. She called Dr Rahul and let him know what he needed to do, She needed his help and thankfully he agreed. He was a member of a hidden brotherhood, the dark docs (the dark doctors) and they didn’t shy away from such kind of risky work. With their evening planned, she had waited for him at the bus stop. She couldn’t have entered the Club and Restaurant ‘Night N Gale’ in her cop uniform so they first went to a mall.

he said, bowing his head respectfully. Drake didn't answer, he just took a quick glance and then drove into the small warehouse parking area. The car he uses to go to this warehouse is a special car that he usually uses to carry things like this. Ordinary people may not pay attention, but in some places in the car already have a talisman attached. It is round in shape and made of an arrangement of large, glittering scales. People might think they were accessories made of snake scales or some kind of big fish, but they were wrong. It wasn't the scales of a snake, it wasn't the scales of a fish, it was the scales of a dragon. With such a talisman, any spirit contained within those objects woul

She didn’t have anything to offer as collateral. Her thoughts went to the conversation she had had with her close friend, Valerie. “Look Meryl, no one is going to help you like that and give you money with no collateral,” said Valerie and sipped her tea. They were sitting in the parlor of her father’s mansion. Valerie’s father was one of the richest businessmen in the county. He was Duke Hanover’s good friend. Their estate, Pembrook, bordered Windley and was the last human settlement. Surrounded by a dense forest, it was said that the Lore began from here. The forest was a home to many differential planes that led to the various realms.

I would love to offer something to the creator that will allow all dragons a destined mate, but I do not have any ideas yet. The last few pages of the book are empty, except one. It’s a sketch of a beautiful woman lying on the bed. Her body shape is gorgeous. It reminds me of Tru’s. I place the book down and wonder what’s happening. The book is in my writing, and the entries sound like they are me, but it isn’t possible. I never came here after the stone disappeared. I was too busy searching. The dates are of a time I was stone.

"Faster... Please...." Adrain realized his dragon had disappeared after coming inside Elysian, he mentally thanked them for that, he didn't want anyone to interfere with them, not even his Dragon. He slowly picked up his pace, moving faster every second still hitting Elysian' prostate repeatedly. Elysian let out soft moans at each thrust, letting out soft ah's every time Adrain's tip met her wall and prostate. Adrian groaned as he listened to Elysian's sexy soft moans, he definitely in love with her vocals.

I change into a pair of leather pants and a bra strapping my sword to my waist. While I'm changing, Flavius wanders around the room, lightly brushing his fingers across the many bookshelves I have carved out of the mountain wall. "When I thought of your room, I never thought of so many books. I thought it would be full of weapons and armor," he says jokingly. "I love to read, honestly," I respond. "I’m surprised, though; you even have books written in other languages," he remarks. "There is a lot of great literature that came from the elves and the fae. As a dragon, I am fluent in all languages. I only have to hear the language once, and I can speak it," I tell him nonchalantly.