Dragon Tamer Novels & Stories

Raging fires encircled her like a protective wall. She wrapped her arms around her stomach, feeling empty, hollow, lost. She could hear the sound of laughter, a cruel, demented laugh. Turning her head towards the sound, her eyes reflecting the flames dancing as they were slick with tears. Stepping through the flames, she stalked towards the person laughing at her, her hands partially shifted into the claws of her dragon. Ready to tear out the throats of whoever had dared to mock her.

he said calmly. Satisfied, Tamera nodded and turned back toward Lance. “Now the dragon comes.” Lance made exaggerated stomping sounds as he pushed the dinosaur across the carpet. “The dragon approaches the kingdom,” he said in a deep, dramatic voice. “He is very large. Very dangerous. And—” “—very hungry,” Tamera added helpfully. Lance grinned. “Yes, exactly. Very hungry.” She leaned forward, completely absorbed in the story. “What happens now?” Lance shrugged.

She asked, not knowing if it really mattered, but she hoped that it would help. Vivienne answered, “Xander Voidwalker, dragon of void, Lucian Lightbrighter, dragon of light, Darius Stone, dragon of Earth, Cassius Stromrider, dragon of Storm, Kieran Frost, dragon of Ice, Lean Blackthorn, dragon of Shadow and Kai Morrison, dragon of fire.” The names resonated through Maya like a physical force, each striking a different chord within her. She swayed, overwhelmed by the sudden influx of sensations—her newly awakened dragon nature responding to each male in ways her human mind couldn't process.

I didn't need to ask what kind of dragon he was. "That's Tinderflare The Ash Maker, and he's just upset that he can't control his flames," Drizzle explained. "He is terrified of hurting you. You see, every time he opens his mouth, flames come out." "I see," I replied. I decided to leave him be. I knew he would come to me when he was ready. "So isn't there supposed to be five of you?"

Now it was time for a show. Arya knelt on the floor makingJasmine eyes go round from sudden surprise. “Mrs Jasmine, please help me. I don’t want Mr Nergall to imprint me. I’m in love with Silas Reyes. We were supposed to imprint when my next heat would come. He waited for my permission to do that. I love him, he is my Alpha, please help me. I beg you Mrs Jasmine. I’m scared.” Arya managed to shed a tear. She must be looking very pitiful because Jasmine was speechless for a moment. Her face expression changed, from haughty to confused and then concerned.

He was doing that on purpose. “Alright, you know the rules,” Dominic said, and they nodded. “Go!” He gave the sign, and they started fighting. Arman is a golden dragon, and Adam is something green. “My cousin is an Emerald dragon, a top protector, his mate, Queen Talia, Arman's is the Amethyst Princess… the tale goes that she was bound to die, all of them, never making it, over and over… until now…” Urien whispered, and I looked at Adam under a new light. He was not the ordinary royal, yet he was impressive. A warrior, like Urien, but on steroids. He was stronger, sharper.

Jax rolled his eyes. “Yeah ?” I asked in disbelief. As if I would believe this fucker. “He can only roam around with a dragon,” Ty mediated. “Keeps spies from other lands at bay to some extent,” he explained. “So you are a sub now ?” Jax smirked making Ty chuckle. “You can say so,” Ty smiled and pulled me in a one arm hug. “He will remain my dom Alpha afterall,” he said and kissed the top of my head making me roll his eyes.

My fated mate shut me out of our bond for the ninety-ninth time just as the last spark of dragonfire inside me began to die. I walked into the Oath Hall of Obsidian Keep alone. Black stone stretched beneath my feet, cold enough to bite through my slippers, and every step made the cracked channels around my dragon core grind deeper into my chest. “I’m here to renounce the Obsidian Court and dissolve my life-bond with the Dragon Lord.” The clerk took in my bloodless face and lowered his voice. “Lady Ashton, once I set the seal, the Court will no longer be required to protect you. Are you certain?” My dragonfire had been unstable since birth, leaving me weaker than most dragonkin. When I was te

His pupils grew round and full, like a bird of prey watching a mouse. What was Spencer? What had I gotten myself into? I should have just stayed home and confronted Nolan and my sister. If I had it would suck, but I wouldn’t be about to be possibly murdered by someone who might not be human. A rumbling growl came from deep in Spencer’s chest and he leaned back slightly on his barstool. Watching me with those eerie looking eyes. “I’m a dragon.” The words were raspy and didn’t sound human. It was almost a growl, but not quiet, something animalistic. A warning.

A small green dragon, wing bent backwards, crashed to the earth beside him with a thud and brought him out of his stupor. Behind the carnage of the little dragon, he saw Katalea now, glowing like an eternal queen. He had never seen anything so beautiful in his life. She was the storm, she glowed as blue as the lightning she sent out. He watched as the wild light flamed through her fingertips. His whole body quivered to go to her. “Mate!” His tiger screamed. He fought for control. “Must protect Mate!”