Dragon Self Insert Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Dragon was different—polite, calm, rational—and that was what frightened her. She approached him and asked boldly, curiosity mixing with defiance, "What are you doing, Dragon? Why do you act like nothing happened? What are you planning?" Dragon took a deep breath, stepping closer to her. With a mix of love and pain, he said, "I’m trying to kill the old Dragon—the cruel one who lost his little mate. I changed, Jenny. I changed for you." She glared at him in anger, recalling his words that she would only ever be Dragon’s whore. The powerful slap. His control. She continued to stare at him but decided to ignore everything, even his ghostly words that made her heart tremble.

I winced again. Finn, you great bloody beast, take me. Because I swear to all the gods that if you leave me unsatisfied, I'll destroy you. How could you let that bitch spread those lies about you? About her? Drace snarled over the shared dragon connection. I looked up and saw the darting forms of their humongous bodies in the air as if they were arrows from an archer's bow. I shook my head. Now really isn't the time for you two to go on a sex parade, you know.

The wanting and the terror of the wanting and the three hundred years and Sera's name said in a corridor and the wall with edges and the dragon pressing through the channel with its ancient recognition and six months of pain managed alone and the specific devastating relief of not managing it alone anymore. All of it. She looked back at me. She did not look away. She never does. "Tonight," she said softly. "After everything — after Thessaly and the meeting and all of it — you are going to tell me every symptom. Every wave. Every detail you have been managing alone for six months." She held my gaze. "And then we are going to figure out how to fix it. Together." "Together," I said. "Together,"

I open my mouth to say his name when suddenly my beast takes over. “Give it to Julia” He shouts aloud. I fight with all that I have as I move to say my mate. What the hell has he just done. The little man in front of me smiles as he walks over to Julia. Just as I push my dragon back I scream. Noooooooooo! He however has already yanked her to her feet and jammed the needle into the side of her neck as he pushes the black oozing contents into her system. She screams as she falls to her knees and my dragon hollers in my head. She will be fine. Just trust me. She will be fine.

Only she knew my real name and used to call me by the same whenever she teaches me magic in lone place. I hesitated but nodded otherwise. I couldn't think but agree what he says. "Now we want Ryan," Lucas interrupted all of sudden. Dragane moved his gaze from me to him and walked in front of him. "Not until I mate with her," This was it. I was finished. He knew me about the Dragon and he wanted to be my mate to conquer the world. Lucas and Drake turned shocked and looked at me. "But... but you got her right? Why should we wait till then?"

"I'm not doing anything. We are mates, so it is only natural for us to have this strong connection. It is far behind the point of lust. What we have is eternal. And even when we die, our souls will still recognise the other in our next life." "Is that how the mating thing really works? That means..." She trailed off. "Most times, depending on how long a dragon lives, and if they are lucky their mate gets reincarnated." "Maybe that can happen with my mother and father then." Catori nod. ''What are you talking about?" Rydstorm was genuinely confused. "Farrah, the woman I was telling you about, isn't my real mother. Catoriana was." Rydstorm visibly went ridged.

The soft rumbling from Hunter can be felt in my chest. I strain my vision and see Ryan fighting in his human form, taking on two men who look crazed. I growl and look to the side, seeing Jason and Midnight fighting not far from Ryan. As I get above the border I unleash my dragon's breath on a rogue who’s sneaking up behind Ryan. He screams in pain as his body burns. Ryan turns his head quickly to see what is happening and watches as the rogue falls to the ground lifelessly. He snaps his head back in the direction of the two other rogues he was fighting and sticks his hand through one’s chest, ripping his heart out.

These were dragon clan envoys, here to offer wedding gifts. By now, Prince Horace Montgomery must have regained his power, ready to claim Marina in gratitude. In my previous life, Marina, on a cruel whim, had sent me to the hills to pick flowers for her. There, I stumbled upon a man lying wounded and unconscious. I meant to heal him to sate my serpent urges, but when he woke up, he handed me a relic, revealing himself as the Dragon Prince. He sent word to his clan, declaring me his concubine.

It was amazing to hear that one of actual Dragonblood even existed. Damn it, that just made him even more attractive and well out of her league! She lay on her bed staring at the ceiling then lifted her phone up and sent Dean a message to provoke a reply. A – So you're a 🐉 She grinned to herself, playing the tips of her fingers over her lips as she remembered the kiss. No wonder it was so magical, she had been kissed by a dragon!

Lydia threw away the little towel and reached down to hold the dragon. The dragon was roaring and Lydia could feel the pulse in his veins. Are you excited for me, little thing? Lydia couldn't help but work the dragon up and down. He got more excited, and he got harder and bigger, as if a volcano was about to erupt inside him. Lydia's mouth felt dry and she gulped. Somehow, she didn't let go of her hand. In the quiet of the night, her hands moved faster and faster, and the dragon roared uncontrollably, every vein in him spurting, every inch of him burning.