Dragon Shifters Novels & Stories

"A dragon shifter, to be more precise." "And what is that exactly?" Her body swayed as a wave of dizziness swept through her. Belishaw took hold of her wrist until she steadied herself. "We are a race of beings who have existed for thousands of years. Our ancestors in the distant past were humans who learned to use magic to bring dragon spirits from another realm to this one. They bound the dragons to them, and the two beings coexisted in one body. We are essentially half-human, half-dragon, or depending on how you look at it, fully human and fully dragon. Either form can take over at our choosing. The ability to bond like that, the ritual of it is lost, but when we mate with others of our k

He nodded and smiled, wrinkling his nose when I poked it again before returning to the book. “With their Blessing from The All Mother, her added and most heartfelt wish and the completion of the Ritual, the four dragons transformed and soon looked like people. They were little kids and were finally able to speak to The All Mother that had helped and raised them all. They spent more years together like a little family, traveling the world and meeting all kinds of animals. Each time they would meet another little family, The All mother would help them in some way, and the new young animal would join them in their travels, grateful to The All Mother. After days of following along but never bein

Of course, he would be safe, beside him. “What are you…” “Remember, you are a dragon heart. Yisuf will take good care of you.” Riyin didn’t understand. Who was Yisuf? The witch had also called him a dragon but he had no idea what she had been babbling about and now, his father was using the word too. “I love you, son.” The witch was bashing herself against the runes and one of the symbols fell to the ground and disappeared in a puff of smoke. His father shut his eyes and started to chant. A bright light formed from one of the bookshelves and it widened. The witch screeched, “He is mine!”

"One of the oldest and most powerful, the royal line that's ruled the dragon realm for thousands of years according to the legends I've heard. Daisy, if your mother was from Firebourne, that means..." "That means I'm not a wolf at all," I finished, my voice coming out strange and distant. "I'm a dragon. That's why I couldn't shift for so long, why my scream brought everyone to their knees, why the diary was invisible except to me. I'm not werewolf, I'm dragon, and the power I felt when we completed the mate bond wasn't a wolf finally emerging, it was something else entirely trying to surface." The revelation should have been shocking, should have fundamentally altered how I saw myself, but s

She fumbled through the book. "Shifters and magic users once stayed together but when shifters started feeling insecure of our magic ,wars began between the two kinds . We decided to separate our realms and two council were formed,one for magic users and one for shifters .Shifters are not allowed on our land without any reason only dragon and phonix shifters who are very rare can go back and forth between the two realms because they have fire magic ". Dragon shifters are rare but phonix shifters are found one in a million. I had never seen one before but didn't know I was going to see one very soon.

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. Madchen on the other hand, was mesmerized by her handsome dark suitor, who claimed he loved her. Maybe dragons were more passionate than humans ever dreamed, and maybe she had fallen under his magical spell, and she was hopelessly smitten by this magical being who wrapped her protectively in his shiny onyx wings. “I see she didn’t get far,” Madchen pulled away from Drago’s arms, to find Nick standing there, shiny crimson wings unfolded from his back. He was shirtless, but at least he had shorts on.

Dragon shifters were naughty creatures with presumptuous behavior and were actually not aware of who they were standing in front of . Their self glorification covered their eyes and ears along with their capability to understand their situation. The population of lycanthropes and werewolves has risen during these past centuries but unfortunately the dragon shifters were slowly decreasing due to the fact that they ain't any female.. Most of them were having crossbreeding with other creatures but unfortunately that wasn't the solution either as they couldn't impregnate other females outside their race.. With the people Nicklaus br

They would never Shift back, forced into a half-formed Dragon. Dragons of power. They were a whole nother matter, for only one has ever lived in the time before Silvena, when the Old God's roamed. Fiends were of Dragon lineage, those who formed by power. The most likely to become twisted by the rage that flowed their veins naturally, unable to control the power correctly. But, all Shifters harboured the flame. If not careful, a Dragons rage could violate the Spirit or Shifters and trap it within a form of scales, claws and fire.

“Yeah, you know the ones that I was helping Kaylani and Everett find and save? I’m thinking that there must be more of them.” “Why?” I ask him. “Because there is no scent at the scene of the murders and only the blood of the victim. There’s only one type of shifter that I know is strong enough to kill other shifters that easily and is also capable of hiding their scent, and that’s a dragon.” I look down again, my throat so tight that I know I’ll never be able to swallow any more of this steak. Ishir has no idea how right he is.

My guess would be dragon, but I think their scales are bigger than this. I turn to the first page and mutter a curse word under my breath. I read the fancy curled letters with wide eyes. Dragons are one of the oldest shifters, dating back nearly 2,000 years. There used to be only four main classes of dragons, water, fire, air, and earth. But after several centuries, they evolved and split into multiple subtypes. Each main class has its own special abilities, strengths, and weaknesses. The most docile has always been the water dragon, while the most dangerous is the fire.