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I also knew that if anything should happen that would make Azian turn against us, then my efforts would all have been in vain, and I would be the last of the line of the great witches. But as long as their was hope..hope, I would not hesitate to protect him. I nodded, "yes, yes I am sure" I answered looking straight into her dark eyes. She smiled, "well, then we have a lot of work to do then with them, masking their Aurora and training their dragons" I nodded, " good thing my aunt gave you those dragon books, have you read anything of interest pertaining to them?" She thought for a second furrowing her eye brows, "well, I know we need a hell of a large back yard"

**This is Book 5 of the Elemental Dragon Series. While this book can be read as a standalone, it is recommended that you read the first four books in the series, starting with The Arena. References to other story lines and past situations will not be reiterated in this story.** I'm standing here in the arena once again, staring at this arrogant asshole who thinks that he can claim me and make me his dragon. This time, it’s an elf prince.

Then, all of a sudden, a big dragon emerged and lit a fire around him. "What do you seek, young Dragon?" The dragon uttered. "Why wouldn't Dominus be king?" Forsyth implored, he seriously needed an answer to that question. He had no idea why Dominus left the throne, but he needed him back there. "Young Dominus had other plans to take care of, the fiasco falling in the kingdom is gonna be so hazardous and many lives will be lost. The search for the books of Goratar is getting more intense than before." "Wait… Four books of Goratar? Why would he need that book…" he looked into the dragon's eyes and his face went pale. "...don't tell me…"

dragons.A dragon so big laying comfortably on the stairs, his skin so beautifully blue...his tail was elegantly long.He was a monster."A dragon!" Alexandra said in a high pitched tone.His face moved...eyes wide open.The colour so adorable, it wasn't even just any colour but it changed from second to second.From green to yellow to red then to blue, he stared at the tiny little humans in front of them.In the wintry weather, he hibernated, they know he awoke by the sudden yell of excited Alexandra.He stood up arcing with out-stretched wings, each as brilliant as stained glass, they held their breath for a while, eyes wide.Perhaps it was the moment they waited for...the struggle...but was it wo

Dragons when upset their eyes take on a deep glow. Closing my eyes, I take a deep breath. How could I have not noticed this before? It would seem that my little Daniel might have some dragon blood in his veins. I cannot say for certain, and yet I know interbreeding within the races is not uncommon. How peculiar if we are of a similar kind how did I not notice before? I will have to confront him about it later; an interrogation is hardly the place for a familial chat. Walking over to Daniel I put a hand on his shoulder.

If it thought it was me then. "Who am I and what am I?" I asked. " Danae Ravdylon. Bearer of the Ice Dragon." It managed to sound dry even with its kind of voice. I folded my arms and nodded. "So, you're an ice dragon and I carry you. Fair enough." It flapped its wings again. "I am 'THE' Ice Dragon. The only one. The bearers may expire but I live forever. Only I. For another to be born, I have to expire."

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.

"In your dreams, sweet wolf." My dreams have all been about him since the day he stumbled through the bar a year ago. I had no idea who he was. I even noticed my brother gape as we both watched the most gorgeous man alive fall down in a drunken stupor. It was six in the morning and we'd come in early to help with inventory. Dmitri easily picked him up and carried him downstairs to the living quarters. When I inquired about the strange man to Dmitri, he told me about dragons. A few weeks later, he told Roland because the crazy idiot was close to challenging Sarn. My brother did not like the interest I took in the disturbed dragon. And truly I couldn't care less. Roland needed to worry more ab

I muttered. As the news spread throughout the dragon clan, whispers and murmurs filled the air. Some were in awe of Drogo's unexpected allegiance to Freya, while others expressed doubt and skepticism. Questions swirled in my mind, and I knew I needed to confront Drogo and seek answers. She was the only one who could give me a comforting answer filled with nothing but the Truth. Dragons aren't just flying beings, they are magical creatures who foresee the future and they never lie. They would always stand on the truth.

my dragon spoke for me. “Really?” Her sleepy eyes gleamed at me. Half my face curled into a smile, letting out a little squeal as she nuzzled back into my chest. “Thank you. I promise I’ll help with everything. Wash the furs, cook dinner…,” she yawned. Odessa continues to talk, which turned into mumbles and from mumbles to random words, until she fell back asleep. This time I followed her. I wrapped my body around her to not only keep her warm and safe, but to let her body know she was mine and I wasn’t about to give her up. The last thing I remember was my dragon’s tail wrapping around her leg while we drifted to sleep. ***If you are looking for more of my works, you can check out my face.b