Dragon Seed Novel Novels & Stories

noticing. It's a magic trick, and the king is skilled at it. His eyes see me at the top of the stairs and lock on me. The crowd follows his gaze. Some look confused, others recognize me due to the Crown Diamond title dispute. A few focus on my dress. Envying how adorned I am, wishing I were in my shoes. _____________ This morning we witnessed a miracle - resumes the king. - Ayla Marin, the main participant for the diamond crown came to us, begging us to forgive her, she informed us that she was forced to go along with the prince, he threatened her family, so this young woman had no choice but to obey the on his orders, however, as soon as she had the opportunity to escape the clutches of th

But if I told them the truth, maybe they would take me back to Thornwood. “A werewolf.” I said as loud as I could muster. Collective gasps broke out around me. Gasps of shock and disdain. I dragged my gaze around, confused by their reaction. Wait, he did say this was the ‘Dragon Keep’. The memory of when I came across a book about Dragons rushed into my mind. “...dragons are egoistic creatures who think they're better than everyone. They hung our kind for sport. They're monsters, Eloise…” Mae had told me that day.

Meanwhile my hair smelled like coconut with a mixture of honey, lips covered with light shine, pulling lower lips out of my tooth grip. "Bite your lips back, I won't be able to control the thoughts that I have," Dragon said, on fire. My breath was on and off. Dragon approached a revolution and deprivation in his eyes: "I know you're approaching me only to retaliate!" "Even if I killed you now," I stood on my heel and grabbed him near his black collar. "You'll do me a favor, you idiot, then I'll die on your hand, Jenny."

Odessa had slept off the remaining of the ambrosia, thank the gods, because I could not have her sleeping with what I was about to do. My smoke twirled around my body, changing into my dragon as I jumped off the platform. Odessa didn't scream, just held onto my neck and slung herself right on top of me. She held on to the feather like hair on my back as tightly as she once done before. “Creed!” She squealed as I broke through the top of the trees of the territory. The moon was high in the sky as I journeyed us back to our cave, where I would take her as mine. Where she could yell and scream all she wanted in pleasure while I filled her with my seed.

I cannot let Kendal find out. I have to leave. But how? I have no money. No allies. No plan. But I have to find a way. For my baby. For myself. That night, I wait until Rina falls asleep. Then I slip out of my room. Down the hallway. Past the guards. Through the garden. I find the hidden library again. The book is still there. The one about the Dragon God. I open it to the marked page. The child of dragon and wolf shall unite the races or destroy them forever.

Alexi had told me that the longer they were in their world, the longer it would take for them to return, and I cursed my heart for falling too deeply in love with them. Martha told me the most interesting story when she saw the mark on my shoulder. The patient I had thought was challenged initially happened to be a heartbroken dragon mate who lost her mind while waiting for her mate to return. The moment she saw the mark, she began to cry, telling me they won't return. She showed me her mark, and I realised she was the one that wrote the infamous' Fucked by Dragons' book. I asked her why she did not tell me the truth and made up all those crazy stories, and she asked me if I would have belie

Yuno said. Jayden looked like he had knelt and said, “Master, it really won’t work. This spiritual vein has an extraordinary effect. It was used to breed a real dragon! Do you know the island above? A long time ago, this island was called Dragon Island, and a real live dragon used to live here. Our people from the Divine Dragon Sect existed to protect it. In this spiritual vein is a real dragon egg, waiting to hatch a real dragon.” “A dragon egg?” Alex was stunned.

Placing a sachet of gold coins on the table he wandered after the drunken god, catching him in the shadows, grinning and waving drunkenly to a troop that jogged past into the night. “how-“ “Not here muscle man,” Peanut stopped turning to him, his hands patted his broad shoulders, shaking his head, “you really are all muscle,” he grinned, before suddenly drawing him close into an unexpected hug, his voice was quick and fast in a horse whisper against his ear, “The King will send for you soon, you need to convince him to make the journey to the Neut realm, find the dragon and bring him home-“ Michael’s heartbeat wildly at this, “his element has already found herself back to us,” he finished pu

*** The dragon is where I left her, curled in her hollow, breath shallow, blood dried like black ink against her scales. I drop to my knees beside her. “I’m here,” I whisper. “I found it.” Her eye opens slowly. Gold. Dim. Fading. I press the root to her snout. “Please,” I whisper. “Don’t leave me.” The root shudders, then glows. Fire erupts; not burning, not wild but sacred. It pours into her like molten light. Her body jerks. Smoke curls from her nostrils. And then-

O’er cliff and cave, through mist and gloom, She carries life back to the womb. A phantom swift, a breath, a sigh, The thief who makes the dragons cry. Skylar I jolt awake, disoriented because of the very real dream I was having where a golden dragon was talking to me. I shake my head. Okay, maybe that wasn’t a dream. Maybe that was real. Or was it? “My lady! My lady, you have to get up. The thief stole the egg! King Augustus is furious!” one of my maids says.