Dragon Shifters Books Novels & Stories

And for every one she might find if she looked hard enough, the shifter tribe had a dozen more. Please, she begged the gods, the spirits, even herself. The fate and destiny Ash insisted would meet her here, where were they? Please, let there be something I can do, she screamed into the windstorm swallowing up her mind. If she were truly the Druid of dragons as Ash had said, then surely there was something she could do, some stone she had left unturned. In desperation, she sank her consciousness into the desert once more and reached out, straining in vain for the wyrms as she had done in her vision back in Ash’s Oasis spring. They were but the cousins of dragons, the old woman had said, so if

In fact, majority of the people had chosen to forget that there was a thirteenth noble house ruled by the Whitby's. All they knew about him was that he had become a religious fanatic who ran a gathering of people who believed in Dragons and the Vita Navitas. "Silver Falcon!" Rhaegal, the head of the bandits called out to him after watching him approach his tent for a while and he turned slowly. The Head of the bandits, Rhaeghal, shifted uncomfortably in his seat. he had heard about the Silver Falcon, but never met the man in person. All the business they did together was always conducted by a middleman of the sorts. He had believed it was so because Silver Falcon was probably too old to stan

Why would Maggie’s ancestors want to conjure and evil spirit or raise the dead? Fascinated by the pull of the words on the page, she softly whispered the Bring Forth the Dead Incantation. A cold chill swept over her and her temples throbbed. She carefully placed the ribbon down the interior binding of the pages and closed the book shut. The crystal didn’t look quite so out of place as it lay against the bottom of the pages. In fact, there was so much room between the size of the cover and the size of the pages that crystal tucked right up into the gap when she set the book on end. It was a perfect fit.

Dragon blood can revive, even those at the brink of death, and I, being the First Dragon, could bring even the dead back. I leapt into the action and fed the dying mermaid a few drops of my blood, which in a matter of seconds gave color back to her skin, regrew her fin tail and soon, she opened her gorgeous black eyes and looked at us confused. Having my blood meant she was bound to me, meant to be tied and to serve me, but the moment her eyes met Thalia’s I knew we had another thing coming.. Their connection was instant. And it has remained and survived for centuries. They were in love and happy and I was happy for them. My baby sister had true love and I was grateful for that. Thinking ab

She was blinded by lust. She had left the Sandstorm Pack to go with King Orion, in pursuit of the throne of Riocht. A fable, or at least I once thought so, that whoever could claim the throne would become the King or Queen of shifters. I thought it was a fairytale, something mums would tell their little girls as bedtime stories. Yet a couple of weeks ago, there was a shift in the realm. A shift in power and like a radio wave that honed in on every shifter, our counterparts recognized a new power, a new leader, one that was above every other shifter.

The trouble is, she hasn't shifted often enough in recent years. To stay nimble, shifters must shift back and forth as nature calls. A shifter who stays too long in beast form, will forget how to become human again, and vice versa. Living with Minette, her hafling granddaughter who never manifested as a shifter, she wasn't able to run wild as often as she'd like. Especially when they were hiding in cities. Now, weak, hungry, and injured, it is even harder to call up the magic. Remember. Remember what it's like. She thinks about her first shift at puberty, the joy of chasing her sister through the French countryside. There.

He said in a commanding voice. "You want me to be a princess and set me up for a price. But dad, you don't get it." She paused. "I belong to the other side of the tale, I love Dragon!" She shouted at her father and turned around to walk away. Dozens of eyes gazed at them. Some murmured and chuckled at their talk. But a pair of eyes were fixed at Jade. With wide eyes, his gaze followed her as she walked past. Looking back through his shoulder, he gazed at her until she turned left to the other side of the road and disappeared from his sight.

The dragon blinked a final time and averted its eyes somewhere else as if it had heard her whisper and honored her plea. That was weird. Although the dragon had looked elsewhere, Evrah couldn't help but stare at it. She watched the destruction and chaos it brought to life. The obliteration it seemed to revel in. All of them seemed to be enjoying their devastating results. She had watched them chase folks down, spitting the elements and flame in the direction of her fellows. She had watched as they set everything ablaze, their massive wings fanning the flames as they burned the brightness and vibrancy of existence into nothingness.

, and just as I turn around to see Dylan emerge, I feel a brutal, hot searing pain in my leg. I look down to see a serpent shifter as it lunges for me again. I stumble backwards, away from Dylan who’s now jumping to his feet and roaring so loud my eardrums might burst. Another serpent comes out of nowhere, tangling itself around my feet and up my legs. I claw at his body, trying to free myself but the venom is already pumping through my veins making me sweat and my heart pump as my vision gets a little hazy. I’m on my back all of a sudden with God knows how many slithering bodies on me and I manage just enough effort to shift, my wings spreading free underneath me as a few snakes are cut in

"Good evening, and welcome to Channel 7 Nightly News. Tonight, a shocking revelation—a dragon shifter has been found and arrested by the Witches’ Council in the county. Authorities apprehended the shifter near Rosewater Coven’s former stronghold, where witnesses reported chaos as enforcement agents moved in. Sources claim the individual displayed enhanced strength and possibly fire manipulation, causing significant damage to the surrounding area before being subdued. Eyewitnesses describe the scene as nothing short of terrifying. "One moment, it was quiet, and the next, there was this heatwave—like the air itself was on fire," said a local shopkeeper who saw the arrest unfold. "I swear I saw