Dragon Shift Novels & Stories

“You are so beautiful, dark dragon,” Madchen reached her arms around his neck, never wavering her gaze. “As are you, Madchen, and I love you,” Drago crashed his lips onto hers, searing her mouth with his passion.Black wings erupted from his back, engulfing Madchen in a cocoon of protection. He didn’t care that he was standing stark naked in front of his gathering family, all he cared about was that Madchen accepted him for what he was, a dragon who had found his mate.

She asked, not knowing if it really mattered, but she hoped that it would help. Vivienne answered, “Xander Voidwalker, dragon of void, Lucian Lightbrighter, dragon of light, Darius Stone, dragon of Earth, Cassius Stromrider, dragon of Storm, Kieran Frost, dragon of Ice, Lean Blackthorn, dragon of Shadow and Kai Morrison, dragon of fire.” The names resonated through Maya like a physical force, each striking a different chord within her. She swayed, overwhelmed by the sudden influx of sensations—her newly awakened dragon nature responding to each male in ways her human mind couldn't process.

This mentor examined Drago and discovered that the pain in his forehead was not a normal part of the transformation process. The mentor explained that the pain in Drago's forehead might be an indication of an underlying issue. It could be related to his transformation or could be a separate concern altogether. To ensure Drago's health and safety, the mentor advised them to consult a specialized healer or a supernatural expert who could provide a more accurate diagnosis and potential solutions to his case. With the mentor's guidance, Drago and Emily sought out the recommended expert. The expert who can examine Drago thoroughly, delving into the origin of the pain and its connection to his tra

- Strong emotions can be an excellent trigger. - But I am not a witch. I am a dragon shifter. - Oh honey, how can you say that? You are much more than just a shifter. - Kaitlyn chuckled. - You are a daughter of the Dragon King and a witch. - A mighty witch. - Cassius mumbled since he could hear the whole conversation perfectly, even from a distance. - Sorry, I am not saying anything more. - He added quickly, seeing how Kaitlyn started to turn around again.

The molten gold in my veins—the dormant, terrifying legacy of the Phantom Dragons—began to accelerate, instinctively rejecting the hostile environment. It was the ultimate, fundamental reflex of a predator refusing to be throttled by a lesser system. "They think they can freeze our physical hardware to force a surrender," I murmured softly. I watched my reflection in the dark glass. The human, unremarkable brown of my irises was slowly bleeding away, replaced by the blazing, incandescent gold of draconic slit-pupils. I turned back to face Xander and Caleb. "But they made a critical miscalculation. They forgot that the true root directory of this city doesn't run on diesel fuel."

His dragon is a rare orange in color. Caroline closely followed Drake, not to miss the opportunity she created for herself. When she noticed Drake flying away in his dragon form, Caroline too shifted to follow him. But Drake is much faster and bigger than any average Dragon, so she couldn't keep up with him and lost him after a minute. Drake flew as far away from the venue and into the forest where no one will be there. He understood what is happening to him. If he gives in to this lust and sleeps with anyone, he has to accept her as his mate.

The pain lessened as Sage chanted on, and soon I could feel nothing left of the pain in my core but only a localised burn to my ankle before the gold braclet snapped and fell from my leg I paused only to check Britney, Dana, and Andy had the same results as they pulled the gold bands from their own ankles and Daisy freed Andy's. "She's dying." Daisy said sadly. "She is almost gone." "Not if i kill him first."I declared as I stood. "Time for a fair fight." i steeled myself as Sage reached for me. "Kayda, you're pregnant." She advised as I smiled. "Dragon secret, we can shift whilst pregnant. Unlike wolf anatomy, if i shift to my dragon, the baby is fine in capsuled like an egg." I told her, a

But I had a bad feeling about all of this, Dradon is hiding something, I can feel it. Golden dragons always feel superior over everyone and demanded respect, they all acted with honor. But ever since the war and them being almost extinct, without a female to expand their dragon shifter population; They have become more unhinged, the threat of no longer being at the top of the food chain has made them desperate to find a solution. I just hope I can talk Dradon out of having Lynx imprint on me, I know what will happen if I say no.” I thought to myself as I looked over at Dradon who was staring at me with a smirk on his face. I rolled my eyes at him itching to th

Selene pushes his head, leaning back to get away from his embrace. "Why are you obsessed with her child? Do you not know who she is? She is our Queen, and Lord Jones will grant no mercy to those who touch her!" Veronica roughly pulls the dragon away. "Why did you touch me?" Selene asks as the shifter sits on the flimsy cot. "I'm Drogo, a Celtic Dragon. I am a dragon of fertility- I can sense and bless pregnancies." "What are you doing kidnapping vampires and wolves? More importantly, why are you aligning with a dark witch? Aren't Celtic Dragons the bringers of balance-impartial on matters?" Veronica hovers above the beast. The third-in-command hated dragons. They were arrogant and cocky towa

I look over to see Mona and Nix pushing past Drake’s thugs who were now rushing away from the octagon and out of the club. “Mona, Nix, get Willow out of here!” They begin to struggle with an angry Willow. I turned back toward Drake. He had morphed into a creature that towered as tall as my dragon. He stood on two legs with hooves for feet. His legs bent in an unusual way that would remind you of a goat or something of the sort. His skin was black and leathery, almost looking like burnt flesh. His face and torso still remained, his hands had claws and his head held two huge horns that curled. His body had a red glowing aura. I wasn’t wrong, Drake has to be Cinder’s son. The son of the devil.