Dragon Vore Novels & Stories

"Yes. I'll take care of him later. I've cast a magic spell on Karl to neutralize the effects of the hallucinatory thought magic in Karl." "Hallucinations?" repeated Veronica. “This is the effect I was afraid of…,” Theo muttered, frustrated, before looking at Nora for approval. “May I?” "Yeah, sure," Nora gave a small nod, giving permission for Theodore to take her place explaining what she meant. "Thanks," Theo cleared his throat a little, and looked back at Veronica and also Stephen who had just returned to his seat. “That dragon sword developed by William Schneider was created to react against pure-blooded dragons. Any dragon that was slashed by this blade had the same side effect as poiso

I turn back towards the front and begin getting my stuff out when Kevin plops down next to me. "So where's your little boyfriend?" Kevin mocks. "What are you talking about?" I reply in annoyance. "You know the Draven guy at the festival the other day." Kevin says with a sirk. "You know what they say about the Draven's don't you?" He continues. "They say they are evil vampires and anyone who is around them for too long disappears never to be seen again." He finishes. Suddenly a loud thunk sound comes from my other side and I look to see Victor pulling out the chair next to me. I look back at Kevin who wears a smirk on his face.

“Mitch. Yes, Mitch.” “Mine. My Kellie.” He said in a deep growl as his thrusts pounds into me. The sound of our flesh slapping against each other. Our climax begin to climb together as I could feel his pleasure along with mine. It must be the bond and our lovemaking feels more intense. “Open your eyes. Look at your mate. Look at me.” He growls at me. I open my eyes, look at him, and saw his eyes had changed again. The dragon is here. “Are you afraid my mate? Are you afraid of your dragon?”

Shae yelled as her dragon emerged and started eating the first man’s face. Echo followed her lead and in three bites the second man had been devoured. “Fuck sakes,” Rev said as we watched the dragons feast. Scylla had joined in too and Abeloth made gagging sounds in my head. “You okay?” I asked Nova as she opened her eyes when I placed my arms around her. “I was so scared,” she said and I could her heart thumping in her chest. “I’m sorry, I never thought he’d find you,” I said.

I growl, annoyed at the fact Mallard left the door open and this idiot has now ruined my fantasy. “Your father wants to see you.” I nod, “I’ll be there in a few minutes.” I watch as he bows before turning around, “And close the door on your way out.” The door closes and I exhale sharply- what now? I know my father is anxious about me being able to produce an heir, but I am doing everything in my power to make sure it happens by the deadline. By dragon law, I need to have one in the next five years if I want to continue my rule, if I do not produce one, my insane brother could try to claim the throne, and no one would want that.

Without pausing, Liam passed through the threshold and made his way directly toward the ancient tomb where Vincent stood guiding the warriors there in drawing the runes to control the ominous dark energy emitting grom the tomb. Noticing Liam’s approach, Vincent turned, a faint smile tugging at his lips “Back so soon?” “Yes,” Liam replied, his tone light “Scouting doesn’t take long when Aragon’s with me.” Vincent let out a quiet chuckle “It still amazes me how he can fly in this cursed air. Believe it or not, you’re only the second person I’ve seen ride a dragon through this wasteland, the rest of us keep them in the stables for emergencies.”

The first strike came at the Valley of Aros — a human stronghold under Qombinian protection. It fell in two nights to a vampire horde that moved like smoke and drank everything in their path. When Drakonios arrived, there were no negotiations. No mercy. He walked into the valley alone. The vampire soldiers laughed. Arrogant. Drunk on blood. “It’s true,” one of them mocked. “The dragon has gone soft. Where’s your queen, oh great flame? Did she melt your bones before she left you?”

“Let’s not waste time pretending this is a misunderstanding.” Darion swallows. “You don’t understand what Malrec is offering,” he says hoarsely. I stop directly in front of him. “No,” I reply. “I understand perfectly.” His eyes brighten slightly, as though he believes he has found a sliver of sympathy. “Then you must see reason. Dragons ruling both realms again, restoring our rightful dominance—” My fist strikes him before he finishes the sentence. The crack of bone against flesh echoes sharply through the chamber. Darion slumps forward against the chains, blood spilling from his mouth.

and with that he left her room. "I'll never get exhausted from seeing your face," Ava sighed "What did hell am I doing? I'm not falling for Vador,I'm not falling for the dark lord," and with that she fell asleep. The next morning Vador was seated at the dining table waiting for the maids to bring his food ,not that it was of much use,he needed human blood but had to cope with bags of blood as he was warned in the last council meeting against killing female vampires just to quench his thirst. He had killed over fifty female vampires in a roll.

VAELORA tried to breathe, struggling to come to terms with her new reality. "No....." The word slipped out of her lips. A tiny whisper. "No!!" The words came out much more loudly this time. The entire arena had gone silent, both races watching with deep curiosity and high level awareness of what had just happened. Alpha king Draekon's beast had just claimed its second chance mate and soulbound. Impossible! The DragonBorns had offered the Werewolves the symbolical peace offering of a white horse, which Draekon had just slaughtered seconds before Vaelora showed up.