Dragon Road Book Novels & Stories

Chapter 145 Drako sighed, the weight of the night pressing down on him as he sat on the root of a massive tree in the woods. The clouds darkened, and the atmosphere turned cold, mirroring the tumult within him. Just then, a distant laughter echoed through the woods. He looked around, recognizing the source even before seeing the face. Alpha Ralph emerged from the shadows, his laughter carrying a sinister edge. Drako tensed, knowing that Ralph's presence meant trouble. Ralph sauntered towards Drako, his smirk widening. "Well, well, Drako. It seems like your little secret is out. Your own daughter discovering the truth—that's quite the mess you've made."

and I stopped him and said, "I am mated to you, I never stopped loving you, I nor Lora could ever get over you and we couldn't wait to die to be with you, but you came back saving us the trouble and we will be in this together for as long as the moon goddess wants us here." We entered his penthouse and Drax's eyes glazed over feeling pain, I knew something was wrong he grabbed my hand and we were back at my old pack and saw the rogues attacking. Lora linked us and said, "I feel the pain, something is wrong with our baby," and Drax said, "Where is Rikaa, Lora?" She said, "With Cam," and we changed into our wolves fighting the rogues, I linked Carl and he said, "Rikaa is dying, she has been at

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Tears impaired her vision. Chloe’s lungs ached as she sucked in air and her heart beat wildly as she ran as fast as her legs would go. She had no specific destination in mind. It didn’t matter since she didn’t know much about where she was anyway. The only thing she did know was that the dangers of being captured by Antoh Sudnik seemed more appealing than remaining in a land filled with giants who could turn into a dragon at any time. She wanted to go home.

"How do you even know about the great book?" Sighing, Luca moved towards the back of the cave. Leaning against the rocky wall, he frowned. "After you were infected with the poison, by all rules you should've died..." Gazing at the fire he continued. "The great book had a connection with you, the same way you do with other Dragons. Before the poison could take your life completely, the Great Book sent her last energy to you..." Snapping his gaze back to me, his face hardened. "She has chosen you to have her energy, to live on in her name and help other riders... To be the saviour of the Dragons."

Scotch burned trail gold, obsidian devouring every swallow, power humming balanced edge. Night deepened, bodies orbiting with no collision, but collision was inevitable. His hand ghosted spine trace absent—shiver traitorous. "Sleep," he ordered, soft menace, pulling me into the lounge plush without resistance. No fuck tonight—torture purer, proximity dominance submission unspoken. Dreams twisted Rourke's snap, Darius's grin fading peace, Kenji's obsidian guarding shadows. Blood ties bound us, visceral, dark romance, an empire forged in violence and want.

Hopefully you'll enjoy the next generation of Guardians as much as you enjoyed the first trilogy. Also, if you haven't tried it, I have a book out called The Arena. It's the first in the Elemental Dragons series. It's very different from this world of the Guardians. That book is filled with shifters and, you guessed it, dragons. That series is intended to have four books, one for each dragon.

- I told him. He nodded and pulled several books out from one of the stacks and set them in front of me. I opened the top book and ran my fingers over the runes in the title. It was beautifully written as if each word was drawn with love and attention to detail. Now that I looked at it, it reminded me of a combination of Norse and Old English. Nerrian pulled his chair closer and pointed to the first word, speaking it in my mind than out loud in Draygonian. With his help, I repeated the word over and over again until I perfected it.

Chapter 38 The cult’s whispers clung to Raven’s skin long after she returned from the river. She carried them like unseen scars,words of crowns, fire, and betrayals yet to come. But there was no time to dwell. Trouble was already sharpening its claws inside the Riders’ pack. And its name was Lyandra Draikos.

They all scattered on the dark floor. The Emperor took one notebook, opened it, and read. “The Way of Dragons,” he skimmed the pages. “Fascinating …” Then he handed it to Quarth. “Please … spare my drafts …” Tears started fall on the floor, right under Estevan’s bloodshot eyes. “What’s this?” the Emperor picked another and read. “The Chronicles of Drava …” “No … Not that … please …” Estevan begged. “Not that … Your Eminence …”