Dragon Wife Novels & Stories

Then, my Sisters in the priesthood filed away, none of them looking back to me. I took a deep breath, and knelt before the mouth of the dragon's cavern, arranging some of the treasure around my legs. He had to accept the entire sacrifice, or his fury would consume the people. He was a dangerous Master, but when he was pleased, the island of Drachonia (even the island's name sang His praises!) flourished.

“I-do you perhaps happen to know where the dragon is kept?” She furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. “And pray tell why would you be asking about the dragons after you had your girl?” I took a minute in concentration before speaking, “Because…because the King had taken my dragon, yes, I have a dragon too. He’s name is Wraya. The King’s dragon, Synthia is Wraya’s mother.”

In the slave establishment, kneeling in front of your fellow slave meant, you already gave up fighting with the person, it was a sign of surrender, and she hoped, the dragon understands what she meant, "Hello, I am Sharriah, a werewolf, I come in peace, not for me to be burnt alive, will you hear me out, please." Sharriah said, wondering if the dragon will understand her words, but as she bowed her head on the ground, she heard the cracking of bones, curiously, she looked up, wondering if the dragon had decided to kill itself, she did not know if the dragon was a male or female, so she had to refer it as something. But what she saw shocked her to the brim, what stood in front of her was some

"Like what?" Ever since Kade saved his dragon, his beast has formed a bound with the man. He imprinted accepting Kade as theirs, now he kind of obsesses over his mate and now both of them felt like shit for him not beliving in his mate. Now Kade just stood there looking in, clearly he was still bothered by him and that anger or disapointment is keeping him at a loss. "Dragon fire. it is believed apart from the welder, dragon fire will either denature the tough metal or command the chains resistance to break."

My eyes were gold as I stared into hers, bringing her wolf forward. 'Fuck! I want to rip his throat out yet ride his dick so fast until we both exploded." Davina's voice was like silk as she spoke between us. My wolf perked up at her words. I growled again, smelling her arousal become stronger. "I need you my Queen." My lips came to her neck, peppering kissing with hard nips. I was so close to ending the war inside my head. I could just let my canines sink in her skin and our worries would be over.

She sighs heavily, “hell, we don’t even know all that did happen yet.” I give her a weak smile, “I know, something big must have happened for my mother to shift.” She looks at me, “the roar,” her eyes widen, “that wasn’t a wolf Christov.” It’s not a question but a statement. I bite my bottom lip shaking my head, “no, she’s a dragon, a golden dragon, she’s rare and will only shift when it’s dire.” Her eyes go wide, “dire?” She pushes off me, “Christov, what would be dire for her to shift in front of so many people?”

I growl stalking towards him again “Martin wait” Bryat says and I turn to him, anger still boiling in me “do you remember the story…the one they told us when we were younger. The black female wolf. If what he says is true…if Claire is the black female wolf she doesn’t get a mate. If this is true there could be more alphas coming to see if it’s true”

’ Rosalie growled. “So this is the human girl you fell in love with. Pitiful.” The witch snapped. Rosalie carefully looked over to see Dominic had both children safely hidden from view. The golden Dragon guards ready for an attack but kept out of site of the witch. Drezic used Rosalie’s chest to stand as a growl ripped out of him. “I’m surprised you can hold your dragon form with a baby in you.”

Her lips curve into a smile, eyes bright. It is Alfred, next, whose shoulders sag with relief so intense one might taste it. They are roars, he realizes, as the sounds draw closer. “What is that noise,” Duchess Clair asks sharply in the frozen room. Darla stands, as does Alfred. “It is your daughter, Duchess,” she laughs. “Lady Alcina, the dragonlord. Stormbringer.” * * * * * * * * * * The dragons land with twin roars, making the ground beneath them shake with the weight of their descent.