Dragon Shifters Books Novels & Stories

She was going behind enemy linesor rather, into dragon territoryto seduce a seriously dangerous dragon shifter. How the hell did I get here? It wasn't the first time she'd asked herself that question. Before tonight, the idea of chasing down a man who could shift into a dragon was ludicrous. Not because she didn't think they were real; she'd grown up her entire life knowing the truth about things that went bump in the night. Vampires, dragons, werewolves, shiftersall of it. Until now, she'd been kept safe by her overprotective older brothers, but she was done with that. She wanted to do something meaningful with her life, and tonight that meant quite literally walking into the dragon's den.

I say. “I had no idea,” Flavius responds. “Alira plays a major part in dragon culture. Anyways back to the story, I was going to tell,” I laugh at myself for getting distracted. He nods, urging me to continue. "Thousands of years ago, before dragons or humans walked the Earth, there was a goddess, Alira. Alira was the goddess of war, fire, and wrath. Though she was powerful, she was also lonely and jealous; many of the other gods had created their own races to live on earth, such as the fae and the elves. Alira wanted the creation of her own. Thus, she made dragons. She was very proud of her creation, as the dragons were everything that the other races were and more; they were beautiful, str

"How do you even know about the great book?" Sighing, Luca moved towards the back of the cave. Leaning against the rocky wall, he frowned. "After you were infected with the poison, by all rules you should've died..." Gazing at the fire he continued. "The great book had a connection with you, the same way you do with other Dragons. Before the poison could take your life completely, the Great Book sent her last energy to you..." Snapping his gaze back to me, his face hardened. "She has chosen you to have her energy, to live on in her name and help other riders... To be the saviour of the Dragons."

Connect with me online at: www.autumndawnbooks.com http://authorautumndawn.blogspot.com Bibliography: Spark Series: When Sparks Fly Dorchester No Words Alone Dorchester Solar Flare Anthology for the Mammoth Book of Time Travel Romance: Hemlock & Iron Indie books: Dark Lands Series in order: The Charmer Dark Lands: Homecoming Scent of Danger The Golden Bell Ghost in Her Heart Beast Wars Dark Lovers (G.Bell & Homecoming combo) Dark Warriors (Ghost IH & Beast Wars combo)

Her skin slowly becomes black and scaled, and her limbs bend into clawed feet. Her eyes snap open and they are the fiery red I have seen only twice before. She lets out a scream when sharp spikes suddenly burst from her spine and in less than a minute, her dress falls in shreds to the dirt and a massive black dragon lays in the dirt. My eyes widen as the men suddenly snap her collar on, then run. The dragon lets out a roar and leap to its feet. “That’s Lyza’s dragon?” Angel hisses in shock. “She said his name is Talon and that when she shifts, he takes over completely. There is no middle ground like with wolves, you don’t share control I guess,” I explain.

Cade and Angelina changed a look as Adrian walked towards Elysian as Lorcan and others watched him with suspicion. "Huuuuurts!! Make it s-stooop!!" "I'm sorry, baby... I- I can't help you with that.." Adrian stood few feet away from Elysian, he can't be getting closer to her because she was shifting into a giant dragon. Everyone needed to stay away, leaving some space for the Dragon who wanted to shift. He watched his mate painfully, he felt the pain his mate was enduring that time. Of course, he wanted to help, he would take the pain away and suffer from it for his mate if he could, but sadly he couldn't, plus... It was for his mate's sake too. His beautiful mate will shift for the first ti

She was much taller than me and I realised she was stronger, because she didn't stumble back as I expected. Her deadly eyes raced from Edwin and then back to me. "Do not touch him like that!" I defended pushing him behind me . She looked at me angrily, "do you really want to test me? i'm a fire dragon," she hissed, her eyes flashing red. I held my breath at this. This was not first time I had been before shifter eyes, be it Lycans or werewolves or the demonic eyes of leeches. I had never conjured a demon before. Aunt Emma's spell book had not taught me that yet and I had not pursue it either for reason. I probably was not ready.

I don’t want to break her hope, but I do think I’m right. Although that kiss remains in my mind… I know that he must have been a figment of our imagination. There are no wolves around here… Or he’s a dragon. NO WAY. ‘No way what?’ Shayara asks. ‘Uh… nothing. I was just thinking if our mate may not be a wolf, but a dragon.’ ‘Oh, it makes sense! Dragons are big. I like big sharp lollipops!’ I shudder, I heard that Dragon Shifter’s penis’s are not the same as the standard man’s. I won't deny I am a little curious but I never looked closely...

I watch the doorway that they walked out of until I hear Kenna shift and a few moments later I hear the air currents as she pushes the air with her wings, lifting her and the boys into the air. I turn back and look at Everett who opens his arms to me. I walk into them and he holds me tightly. “Maybe someone should fill me in on what’s going on,” Yhendorn says. Aspen POV As the red dragon leaps into the sky, I put my finger to my lips. We’ve realized that shifters, especially dragons, have enhanced senses. I wait until the dragon passes, looking around to make sure there is no one else that could possible hear us.

"She's a Witch!" The moment the gem slipped from my grasp, a sudden void consumed me, the magic dissipating with my relinquished hold. Stepping back from the booth, a profound stillness cloaked me as I observed the crowd converging. Panic etched itself onto the faces of men, women, and children alike. The murmurs of discontent swelled into an angry chorus, echoing through the air. In the distance, the clamor of approaching soldiers added urgency to the unfolding scene. A ripple of anxiety coursed through me as I trembled, gazing one final time at the old woman. "You glowed," she whispered. A mirror hung on a twisted post, and my reflection revealed tendrils of cerulean sparks dancing on my i