Dragon Zombie Descended

Everything North Campbell believes about her life is a lie. She doesn't discover that until the night her father dies, and she learns he wasn't her father. He kidnapped her as a baby from her birth parents, Jim and Carol Allis. They seem ecstatic to find her, but she quickly learns they, along with their powerful dragon-shifter ally Pytor Douglas, have nefarious plans for her. She runs straight into the arms of another mysterious group, and they tell her she's a Trueblood—descended from all the mythic races and capable of great power. She's at risk, but the Council assigns her six bodyguards, and the Oracle has seen her future husband is among the six. North is dragged from realm to realm to learn how to use her powers. That task seems impossible—almost as impossible as choosing just one man from among the six mythics entrusted with her protection. How can she choose between a vampire, an angel, a demon, a witch, a dark elf, and a wolf-shifter when each of the men is perfect for her in different ways? Dare she risk everything and choose them all? Will she have a chance to make the decision, or will Pytor's group get her first?

Okay, take a deep breathe and down the memory lane we go. As far as I’m told, I just woke up from a terrible accident that occur months ago that I have no idea- as a matter of fact, I don’t have any recollection of my life before waking up. There are three things that I’m certain: first is that the ‘accident’ has something to do with flight. I know what I saw. It was a giant pair of wings. Secondly, a guy whose face I can’t seem to recall but for some reason is all I can think about. And lastly, I know these two things intersect with one another and the for the reason why and how? I’m not sure. And as I begin to collect the broken fragments of him in my memory, I also begin to collect my missing pieces. Whether its for the better or the worse is what I'm about to find out. Okay, let’s do this again, shall we? Take a deep breathe and down the memory lang we go.

If she ever had a name, she didn't remember what it was. Cursed as a child to pay for her selfishness and pride, she was doomed to live out the rest of her life as a wolf. This was fine until local packs relented to let her live her life in solitude. It was fine until she forgot who she was and became a lonely she-wolf fending off every male in the territory. It was fine until she met him, the prince from the royal family ruling over her land. The stupid man found himself in danger and if she didn't save him, the entire royal army would be slaughtering all life in her beloved forest. So she saved him. And how everything she ever knew about who she was and who she is, is being questioned. Her body is beginning to change randomly into a human form she doesn't recognize. There is a glimmer of hope for a human life again, but does she want it? She was happy with who she was, wasn't she? And then, Prince Philip's older brother, Morgan, gives her a name... Aria. And he talks to her as if he understands her every thought. With emotions swirling, threats to her life, and a potential to love a man who is betrothed to another, Aria must decide between a human fate or eternity as a wolf.

Rain is the last remaining dragon shifter who cannot shift without finding her alpha fated mate. Since the dragons are basically extinct she has no choice but to search the werewolves in hopes of finding her fated mate. As she journeys onward she is met with danger at every turn until Alpha Selwyn crosses her path and vowed to protect Rain at all costs.

After the death of her family, Romona Quinn, a Seer and half dragon destined to protect her kind, the dragons, had a goal in mind to kill the tyrant lycan Alpha king Caspian of Dalerie, who had taken everything from her. What she didn't expect was the blooming, overwhelming passion that erupted whenever he gazes at her. Alpha Caspian Alessandro, a powerful lycan, despises dragons and anything related to magic, and he destroys them all in his empire. What happens when he meets his fated mate that dispels his hatred? What happens when he becomes entangled in the web of her raging vengeance? ... "Stay with me, and piece by piece, I will make your life even more extraordinary than it is." He whispered monotonously, slowly carressing her red cheeks with the back of his fingers and igniting the fire she never thought she had in her. Ramona's luminous pink lips parted slightly, her heart raced, and her twinkling amber eyes reflected those blazing crimson eyes that oozed desire. "It will be the biggest mistake I will ever make, but I will never regret it, Caspian," her voice came out deep, and the side of her lips pulled up. What was she thinking?! Was she really not going to regret staying with him? What about vengeance?

The story revolves around two entities: a vicious and domineering human girl who hunts down dragons to extinction, and a long-lived dragon sage, who aims to reclaim what was rightfully his. Due to an unforeseen event, they accidentally created a pact that ceased them from exterminating each other, that they ended up using one another for their own benefits instead. ---And the one whose heart falters first is ought to die. One world, two races. Their distinct beliefs set a feud that caused a centuries-year-old war to begin with. Which race will play the role of the meek sheep and who will be the cunning fox? Who will be the predator and who will be the prey? -2021 by _iLied-

He moves closer to me, dangerously close and pins my both hands with one of his. My body wanted his, this time there was no denying it. "What do you say Miss Iris?" His husky voice questions"what we have is just chemistry." I object"So?" His lips is on my nose as he asks that."I have a boyfriend." I object again.This time it's like I am trying to remind my body that it has an owner, and that owner isn't the man standing before me, but my treacherous body wouldn't listen."Break up with him." "But...." My last objection was cut short as his lips ruthlessly descended on mine cutting off every last bit of sanity, I may have had in me. His kiss seemed to say 'forget everything else' and that was exactly what I did. What Iris Adelana wanted was just a signature from Mr Enyinnaya Amadi to give her legal rights as her father's successor, but Mr Enyinnaya wants something else; A weekend in Dubai, and that is what he gets. However, one weekend seems to be insufficient and Enyinnaya is requesting for more. Will the fierce and stubborn Iris give in to his desire? especially now that she has his signature and her father's wealth.

Over 700 years after the death of King Elijah and Queen Celeste, their son Micah ruled over the world. After searching endlessly for his mate, he gave up hope thinking he would rule the world alone for he was the only one to have ever lived for such a long time. When words got to the king that the omegas (humans) have been escaping 'his world' to live in the ruin for almost two decades he became livid going to the ruins to kill them all and teach others never to cross him. What Micah never expected was for his mate to be lurking in the ruined palace hiding from the harsh and brutal world he created and he never expected his mate to be human. "I found you.. Mate" He breathes bringing his hand to cup my cheeks but i snapped my head backwards. "I would never be yours" I said breathing harshly while glaring at him.

Their love sparked war, and their downfall is a nation's triumph. Alessia is the King's assassin. Tasked to stop the uprising of a war caused by the endangered dragon-borns, she sets off on a mission and stumbles across a mysterious merchant that soon revealed his true identity and current mission. Aiding him in his journey with an ulterior motive, Alessia and Clyde uncovers a secret that has been swept under the rug for many decades. Along with an untapped powerful fairy and a wizard-in-hiding, will they be able to salvage the nearing end of the world despite their colliding ideals?

I'm just a wolf-less omega bitch and a fuck-up Cromwell that's descended from a dirty rogue. No wonder my pack and my own mother... think I'm the one that killed my father. But, I didn't... kill my father. I wound never kill him. He was my only friend in this pack. The only one I could relate to. I had no friends... I only had my dad. And, since I only had him... when he was gone I had no one. So, I spend my lonely hours dedicating my life to studies. I graduated early from High School with an outstanding GPA. But, even that never impressed my mother enough. So, When it came down to it... My mother didn't hesitate to accuse me of my father's death. Her hatred for me was unspoken until that moment. The moment she caught me pulling a knife out of my father's chest. It was buried in deep. And, when I got it out... I heard her horrid scream. One that was dramatic. I was forced to break eye contact from my father's corpse to see her standing on the kitchen's edge. Her hands on her cheeks. A gray and sickly color caked on her face. She could have fainted any second. "What have you done?"