Dragon's Awakening Novels & Stories

Of the trail that ended too cleanly. I didn’t want them walking blindly into something. So I gathered what I could. Mapped what I knew. Waited. The day they returned, the sky was gray again. Not storm-gray. Just heavy. I felt it before I saw them. The tremor in the air. The subtle vibration beneath my ribs. I was already perched along the outer wall, half-hidden in shadow when the first dragon silhouette appeared in the distance. Eleven of them. Wings beating steadily. The women clung to them, small shapes against massive backs.

I asked, my voice trembling. I was scared, but I trusted it. Even though it had lied about being Benjamin, it had never harmed me. In fact, it had saved my life multiple times. "Ordinary?" The man on the screen smiled. "You're not ordinary. Otherwise, why would I have chosen you?" "Not ordinary?" I repeated, bewildered. "Exactly. Your emotions are far stronger than a normal person's. Your anger, joy, and sorrow are three times as intense as anyone else's. The same joke will make you laugh three times as hard; the same tragedy will make you grieve three times as deeply."

She knelt in the ashes, every nerve alight, and let the flames settle into a quiet burn beneath her skin. The forest was eerily still. Smoke drifted upward in lazy spirals, carrying the faint echoes of the destruction she had wrought. Serena rose slowly, legs shaking, and felt the power within her pulse like a heartbeat of the world itself. The whisper returned—soft, low, ancient—threading through her thoughts like silk and steel. They will see. They will know.

A shockwave raced across the countryside. It flattened forests. Split rivers. And rose toward the sky. Within the light, a colossal silhouette appeared. A dragon. Larger than any mountain. Its wings stretched from one horizon to the other. It wasn't flying. It was imprisoned. Massive chains of blue crystal wrapped around its body. One chain shattered. The sound echoed across the continent. The Devourer stared at the distant figure. Its confidence vanished completely. "No..." It whispered. "They must never awaken." Far away, another chain broke.

I close my eyes and let them flow freely. When did I ever get to this? Being a victim of kidnap, falling in love with a werewolf, being held captive by his werewolf enemy? This all sounds unreal, but this is no fantasy story. It is really happening. I feel like a princess stuck in a very high tower. The is a dragon spitting fire all over the place down there. Is there my knight in shining armor coming to save me? Dwayne is obviously the dragon and his venomous words and actions are the fire. Jace is my knight. Is he going to come for me? Dwayne really sounded sure when he said Jace was going to come for me, because I am his mate.

Prologue Once known as Levy, a normal human being, an unexpected encounter with a dragon forever changed her life during a sudden attack by Jeffery, her cousin Alice's vengeful ex-mate. This chance meeting with the dragon prompted a transformation, not just of her name, but of her very existence. On the advice of the Dragon Shrine Priest, who received a divine message from the dragon goddess, Levy became Lavina, a name she carried even in the human realm, as a symbol of her new identity linked to the great healer dragon.

"Okay, so how do we awaken her dragon" "Well that's where its complicated" "How complicated?" "She has to spend six days inside a molten larva in a volcano that is hidden in our pack mountain". "Inside a larva? For six days?" Kevin muttered in shock as Nacen gauged his expression. "That's almost...... no its impossible" he exclaimed. "Yeah that's what we thought too but don't worry we were assured that she won't be hurt because she is naturally resistant to fire" "Great" he heaved in relief. "But who gave you guys all this information?" To have such information within a short amount of time was mind blowing to him.

she still has a hold on me. ***** Day of the Awakening We had to make sure no one was around the tomb that could get hurt, I wanted to see Drax so badly after all these years but I had to stay focused. Our guns had tranquilizers, very strong ones in case we had to put them down until we reached their pack house, I had men all over the area, and Elijah's witch, Lexi was there to move the slab blocking the tomb. I went above the room as one of my elite wolves said, "There is movement," my snipers were not far and Bolt said, "I have them locked in," my other two snipers said, "Locked in," together but my brother told us to standdown, he rather not poked the bear. Aidan asked us to show ourselve

"I heard your wolf can't be revived yet? It should be with the dragon tear in your hand; you can easily awaken your power. You can even have magical abilities if you can control them." I was genuinely interested in the information Eve had just shared. "Wolf awakening with dragon tears and possessing magic abilities? How am I going to do that?" "Try to remember and dig in your mind a powerful emotion. Usually, powerful emotions can provoke sleeping wolves to awaken." "Emotion?" Eve drew closer to me. She reached out and covered my eyes. "Begin to close your eyes and think about the strongest emotion you have ever felt inside of you. When combined with the power of a dragon's tear, the power o

Their body aches, strenght are almost drained because of the non-stop fighting. “The only purpose of these monsters are to tire us. Bullshit!” Argus complained. He is now fighting with his hands for his sword was taken by one of the enemies. “I guess so—” His words are cut by what his peripheral vision has caught. It is a familiar feminine figure that his eyes longed to see. Finally, she showed up, waking fiercely amidst the monsters. “Mari,” he whispered to himself. Argus heard him, but he is too occupied with his fight to meddle with the matter.