Dragon Shifters Novels & Stories

At that moment, Rose appeared. “Nadine, I'm afraid you'll have to wait for Connor to train; he went to attend to pack business,” the old woman said and I nodded. My she-wolf became sad, something Drago sensed, and so he took my hand. “I can help you train control,” the dragon offered. “What do you know about being a werewolf?” asked Biel with a frown. “Enough to help you,” Drago said. “Dragons are beasts encased in our bodies; they don't have the same consciousness as a shapeshifter's beasts, but they follow the same basic principle. You should know that; besides, I have centuries of training on control.”

“The true hybrids–the half dragon, half shifter or half witch offspring… those were a threat. Powerful, dangerous, impossible to control. There were several hybrid dragon kings during my childhood, incredibly, but their rise to power was the dawn of a turbulent reign that shaped our world into what it is now. The witches and shifters to the south had been sacrificing their maiden daughters to our kind for hundreds of years and revolted eventually. The dragon kings saw the dangers of hybrid–mutants, they called them–rising to power, tainting bloodlines.” “You haven’t answered my question,” I growl, my voice booming through the meeting hall. “I’m getting there, Your Highness,” he replies calml

she asked, not wanting to believe it was possible, but she didn’t see any alternative either, what with the dragon being gone and having not taken off from the mountain behind him. “That’s exactly what I’m telling you,” he said, folding his arms across his muscular chest again. “I’m Slate Everclaw. I come from a long line of shifter dragons. We used to occupy the land where your kingdom and the other eleven are now located, before we were robbed of our most precious treasure, one that allowed my people to withstand the human threats that were slowly encroaching on our lands. Without the gem, my kind cannot transform without the moon in the sky. So… we were forced to take to the mountains. We

by the end of the day they would know what I was. They all wore black suits, each one smart and clean, How you do is known about the dragon kings, most powerful shifters in the city. you are either loyal to them, or you were dead. they tended not to give people second chances, don't break the rules and you'll be fine. only I have broken them all, I kept myself hidden, off the radar, breaking the highest rule. all supernaturals must be vetted, they had to go before the dragon kings, Asking for entrance into the city. Only, I didn't do this, to them I don't exist, to them I'm dangerous. could they tell I wasn't a normal person, could they tell I was a super too?

If she asked a question he was going to answer it. "Dragons?" Her face wide with a smile, her eyes a light with joy. "What?" He felt like he had missed something. "Are dragons real?" "Oh, our game. Yes." "No way! Like real dragon dragons? Like Game of Thrones Dragons!?" "Um not like that, they are shifters. Like me. They are very rare though, but even if you were near one you would just see a human. A human who made your skin crawl and made you feel like prey, but still appears human."

“Sort of. They have people that cast portals, and we keep a couple underground for incoming trauma cases. Could you see a dragon fitting in an ambulance? Like that wouldn’t be obvious?” “Dragon? Wait, there are dragons now too?” Ian stopped in his tracks and his eyes were round at learning this. “First, you’re asking a wolf shifter if dragons are real. When will you accept you weren’t aware of enormous parts of the world? Yes, but they are shifters like us. Just different animals. Think flying dinosaur shifters. This evening I’ll fill you in on our history. Then you’ll accept things that go bump in the night aren’t scary. Come on, or we’ll be late. It’s too cold out here to stand around in t

Younglings, who have not yet gained their dragon, are sometimes killed when a stronger dragon takes a breeder from another. The world of shifters is dangerous and bloody. Dragons are the worst. They care only for themselves and what they can get. I have been warned about these dangerous beasts my entire life. Hidden from them. Knowing that if they were aware that I existed, they would take my life in a heartbeat. Yet, this is not at all what I have seen. It is not what I have experienced with these two beasts. They comfort me, care for me, nourish me. Even the men that they are bound to tend to me.

I ask. “Yep that is exactly what was beginning to happen and one of those dragons was one of Ryuu’s children. There was several years of peace between mythical creatures and humans. Unfortunately humans started to fear mythical creatures and their powers. There ended up being a war between humans and magical creatures. Many lives were lost. There were some humans that believed all living things had a right to survive and many gave their lives trying to hide and protect magical creatures. Ryuu saw this act of kindness and granted a small number humans the ability to shift into wolves, bears, felines, and birds, making these humans faster, stronger and have better senses. Thus creating our rac

Raven looks up at me with wide eyes, making Jonathan and I chuckle, as Embry laughs through the link. “Yeah there are dragon shifters, their numbers aren’t quite what they were, but King Draig does have his own kingdom in Norway. Who knows, maybe one day if you and Liliana learn more about your abilities, you can help his people grow their numbers,” Jonathan answers before I can, Raven nods, then smiles as she moves to get comfortable. “Sounds incredible, I would like to meet King Draig and his people. I assume dragon shifters are similar to us, look human, but shift into dragons, and have their own traits?” Raven curls up into

Gradually, I managed to pry free the full nightmare that my husband had endured since he had gotten here—Mila pretending to be remorseful and apologetic, plying him with drinks, a sudden and unexpected hug… “The next thing I knew,” he muttered, “I was waking up in the hotel room with these things around my wrists.” He held up one of his wrists, the silver rope glimmering in the dim light. “And then she opened a portal and brought me here. Turns out, she’s a goddamn Dragon shifter. The last of her kind.” Luke drew in a sharp inhale. “That explains everything,” he whispered. “Dragon shifters are one of the most ancient species of shifters. They possess elder mag