Dragon's Love Novels & Stories

The dragon blinked a final time and averted its eyes somewhere else as if it had heard her whisper and honored her plea. That was weird. Although the dragon had looked elsewhere, Evrah couldn't help but stare at it. She watched the destruction and chaos it brought to life. The obliteration it seemed to revel in. All of them seemed to be enjoying their devastating results. She had watched them chase folks down, spitting the elements and flame in the direction of her fellows. She had watched as they set everything ablaze, their massive wings fanning the flames as they burned the brightness and vibrancy of existence into nothingness.

I never wanted to care about him, damn it, but the heart doesn't always give you a choice. And now to hear from his mouth that he loves me, and that he wants to claim me as his own, to keep me close to his heart and protect me--I don't deserve that affection, not after what I did. It doesn't matter if I didn't have any control. Nor does it matter that I can't remember doing any of it. I know it must be me. Listening to the stories of the villagers who remember, the dragon swooped down from above, shining gold in the moonlight. The nails and horns and the webbing between the partitions of the wings are all as black as ichor. I see this dragon every night in my dreams.

“Why? Why me?” “Are you serious?” Vincent said with weak laughter. Drakaina tightened her grip on the prince's neck, “Do you think I’m making fun here?” “Alright, alright! Because I love you . . . and I’m crazy about you. Satisfied?” “Why are you doing this?” “Can we talk in a nicest way than this?” Drakaina doesn't know why she's doing this, it's useless for her to fight if her friends die and she's also not sure if they're okay or not. She carefully released the prince and put her knife away, while the prince is caressing his own neck.

Made me stupid…I should kill you someday perhaps…’ King Dragon inhaled deeply, inside his chest was hit by thunder storms of anger, anxiety, devastated emotion as people called as the spark of desperate love that he should kill a long time ago. ‘People said it was kind of love and hate at the same time…’ He wiped his lips with his clenched fingers. Fiery clutched on his eyes…

I say. She opens herself, her mind and her body to me. I mentally cling to her mind as I wrap my arms around her while she fills me with her dragon’s love. If I wasn’t connected to her in the way that we are, I wouldn’t be able to take it but it’s so beautiful, so perfect that we’re both roaring our release again very soon. I collapse beside her, panting with the passion and love that my dragon has for me. “That one was me,” I pant, feeling the earth rumbling around us as the volcano erupts again.

It can be used to destroy as its power is limitless. The last dragon was in love with a Lycan called Starci. My mother didn’t like her and sensed evil in her. So to save her friend, she told Vilkas that he was being deceived by her, but he didn’t listen. Vilkas left the kingdom after arguing with my mother and followed Starci blindly, believing that they were fated to each other. But they weren’t.

“Even when I hated you, even when I wanted to burn Qombinia to the ground… I never stopped thinking about her.” He turned, eyes fierce now. “I love your sister. And not because she’s royalty. Not because of politics. I love her. Her gentleness. Her strength. The way she believes in people even after they’ve failed her.” Drakonios studied him for a long, unreadable moment. Then he spoke — slowly, but with weight. “She’s the only person in this world who could calm the dragon in me with a whisper.” Elliot nodded. “She calmed something in me too.”

On the desk sat a large white covered book with gold dragons on the cover. Rain walked to the desk and waited for me to sit down before she opened the book and scooted it closer to me. She then sat on the corner of the desk facing me and said” If you read this part of the mate book you will understand the mating ceremony. After I will tell you about how Reya is and what to expect from us as your mate.” I looked into her eyes for a few seconds and then began to read. The book was old but the pages were pristine and the letters in gold. It didn’t take me long to read the few pages on mating a dragon woman. I now understood why Rain held apart of herself back from me. Dragons, no matter the gen

In that moment, they knew they had found a new ally, a creature of immense power and wisdom that would guide them through the darkest of times. And so, with the dragon as their witness, Sable, Torin, and Jericho consummated their love in the heart of the cave. Their cries of passion echoed through the cavern, mingling with the voices of the phosphorescent fungi and the distant rumble of the dragon's breath. They find the pool that is for royal mating's before getting undressed and kissing on each other. Torin gets between sables legs before looking at her and begins to eat her out like his life depends on it.

His most trusted men had turned against him and he hadn't seen it coming; he should have known but his attention had been stolen by another matter altogether. Zarek had dreamed of his mate. He had made a connection with her and knew she was near his territory. Dragons could feel their life mate when he/she came near them and had vivid dreams of that person. Her face was always blurred but he could make out her body, a body that attracted his attention. She was a mere five foot three but was built lean with all the right curves in all the right places. Her hips were made to bear children and her body was womanly, sensual and ripe.