Dragon Solider Novels & Stories

His entire eyeball turned black the moment he concentrated his strength. "It worked," said Wilona with a sigh. Drake who was sitting casually in front of Wilona leaned over. Slowly Wilona's eyes returned to normal and she looked at Drake. "They have taken the bait," continued Wilona again. "What's next?" asked Alarick, leaning against a wooden post in the wooden room. "Prepare your men, we're going to take this war into space," Drake replied with a smile. ***

Suddenly her brother's body turned green and went up in flames. "No," she cried in a voice mixed with sadness and relief."What's happening?" "Who is she" Vador asked staring at the little damsel.She was beautiful,he thought,her eyes were green and her hair red . She was dressed in a short red gown that made her look like a real damsel. "She must be the daughter of Francis,the council's secretary," Aleister replied. "And who are you," Ava spat. "Let's just say your worst nightmare. I'm the dark lord"

As I tear up the path towards the mountain my wolves appear from behind boulders and bushes, following just behind me. Angel suddenly feels heavier and I realize she is unconscious. I growl, pushing myself to run even faster. By the time we make it to the ridge, I am exhausted. I set Angel down on the ground, then collapse onto the rock. I pull myself up after I catch my breath and search the fiery landscape for any sign of Lyza. In the light of the volcanoes I can make out a huge mob of people, all in a circle. They are surrounding a massive black dragon with gleaming dark silver talons. Its eyes are bright, glowing red.

Mass chaos surrounded them. Alonso's men were falling to the ground one by one as Hunter glanced at his mom. She was surrounded by Draken's men in a protective shield. Hunter charged into the woods where he saw Silvia and when he got there, there was nothing. Not even her faint scent but he wasn't stupid or hallucinating. He was damn sure it was Silvia. He shifted back and wore the sweats that one of Draken's men handed him. Glaring all around he walked over to his mother while his claws disappeared along with his canines.

“Unfortunately, I didn’t know that there were wolf traps in the woods and I wanted to pay attention. Thank you so much for helping me out.” Storm waved her thanks away. This is what she does. Healing. Her mother was among the pack’s healers and she loved it. “My name is Tasha. What are you doing out here in the cold? You don’t look too fine to me” Storm opened her mouth to tell Tasha that she was banished from her land, but that would lead to many more questions and she really didn’t want to answer all those now. “My name is Storm” Tasha smirked and she smiled at the reaction.

In a world where supernatural species dominate professional sports, werewolf Alpha Jax Cole has built his legacy on strength and loyalty to his pack. When the Monster League drafts dragon Jude Stone, the first of his kind in centuries, old hatreds ignite. What begins as a fierce on-field rivalry quickly turns into a dangerous, magnetic attraction. As Jax and Jude battle centuries of bloodshed and betrayal, stolen moments and raw desire threaten everything they hold dear. With ancient clans watching and their careers on the line, their forbidden love could either heal old wounds or spark a war that destroys them both.In a world where supernatural species dominate professional sports, wer

The gash in his side ripped open again, blood soaking fresh bandages, but he didn’t stop. Sera stumbled back, stunned—not because he moved, but because she realized she might not be able to stop him. There was nothing in his eyes now but pure, unyielding fire. He crossed half the distance to Lioren in three ragged steps, chest heaving, hands curled like claws. His mouth twisted with something wild. The warlord was gone—this was the dragon. “Rhazien!” she shouted, throwing herself into his path. He barreled into her. She wasn’t ready. The force of it knocked her back a step, almost to her knees.

Jade opened her eyes to the glare of the warm sun. Not only that— it was hot. Not warm and humid like the climate she was so used to, but dry and hot. Scorching. Even the bed—or whatever it was she was laying on—was hot. Jade sat up and screamed. She just found herself on top of a sand dune in the middle of a desert. How the hell did she get there?

Together they rolled around, fists flying as they pummeled each other. The ginger warrior watched her mate battle with his former friend and it hurt her heart to see him have to kill the very person that he had trusted all of those years. Poor Zarek, the proud and strong Dragon King, forced to kill his only family.

he said. “What’s a frontline?” asked a very interested Annabelle. “Frontline, that’s what we call when a soldier gets to be out first in line. They’re usually the ones who are closer to the encounter. They get to be the ones to face the enemies first.” She took a deep breath and an anxious look. “But isn’t that dangerous?” “Of course. That’s why I look up to that man. Not once he ever got wounded on the battleground. It’s like he just swallows hits of those rebels. That’s also the reason why he got to be an officer though he’s still young” He said with pride.