Novel & Cerita Dragon Series Books

That won't end well, Dragon. The tension between us was intense, the excitement, the dominant man was not good for me, the tattoo falling from his fingertips to his chest. Chaos Dragon will only bring me "We are the authors of our books, Jenny Anderson, we choose how to finish, and I know how I want my books to end." "How is that?" "I want you to stand in front of that window and stare at everyone while I fuck you so you can't walk." He said frankly, and my hip tried to tie them together, but his thigh prevented them from doing so.

This dragon was hers. She was right. She was always right, dragon blood did flow with her. Not the men of Kronos but she, Mare, a child of Baryn, slave of the Vallezarii king of Arlankis.

Just when Zephyr Khan was still surprised, All of a sudden, the blood-red evil dragon roared again and hit him fiercely. "Oh no!" Such a strong Blood energy and such a strong bloodthirsty fluctuation, even without thinking, one could feel how amazing and terrifying the power hidden in this blood-red evil dragon was. However, before Zephyr Khan could react, the hideous dragon head had already flashed in front of him. Zephyr Khan only felt that the hideous blood-red evil dragon was crawling into his body.

They dressed in white, a counterpart to the order of the Black Knights and honoring Nayara’s bright scales. There came a time, however, when the forces of both humanity and Dragon would be tested, though not in the way any of them might have expected. Neyalha, the Dragon Mother, ageless and seemingly exceedingly wise, grew more and more restless. Her mate Gheyaral did not understand. Together they had created this world, and from his perspective all was proceeding well. Yet Neyalha continued to grow more and more unsettled as she observed the actions of the life she had seeded so many ages before.

I whispered again. “Angel, you see? It’s nothing. Just relax. It’s just a book playing with your emotions.” I closed the book and placed it on the table, turning it to the back cover. My heartbeat picked up again. Then— I froze. There. A symbol. Small. Barely noticeable. At the back of the book. A dragon. My breath caught. It looked exactly like the one on Drake’s back. Not similar. Not close. The same. I froze.

“Let’s not waste time pretending this is a misunderstanding.” Darion swallows. “You don’t understand what Malrec is offering,” he says hoarsely. I stop directly in front of him. “No,” I reply. “I understand perfectly.” His eyes brighten slightly, as though he believes he has found a sliver of sympathy. “Then you must see reason. Dragons ruling both realms again, restoring our rightful dominance—” My fist strikes him before he finishes the sentence. The crack of bone against flesh echoes sharply through the chamber. Darion slumps forward against the chains, blood spilling from his mouth.

“What is this?” “This book talks about anchor beings,” the dragon said seriously. “It also talks about the primordial beings.”

Sergeant Miller dragged a militia member with a corroded wound backward. I took a deep breath. We could not retreat. I took off my jacket and stood bare-chested on the highest point of the reef. At that moment, I pushed the Dragon Lord talent to its limit. Golden light surged from my chest and spread through my blood vessels across my body. Faint scale patterns appeared on my skin, and my eyes turned into vertical pupils. Half-dragon form, unlocked ahead of schedule. "Break." Golden pressure swept outward from me like a tangible storm.

My fist clenched so hard that frost spread across the desk. He exhaled loudly. “You know how powerful he is, Draven. If you suppress Karl for long, he'll force control…it will be catastrophic.” I knew that already, better than anyone. Karl is not like other dragons. He is stronger, more violent and far less stable which was exactly why women died around me. I finally turned to Ariel “That...is exactly why I will stay away from her.” His brows pulled together. “You think distance will solve this?” “Yes.”