Dragonborn X Serana Novels & Stories

Bethel sounded almost deranged. Seraphina looked from Bethel to Rose and Melanie who were all stood waiting. Seraphina felt her cheeks flush under their stares and then slowly started to pull the arms of her dress down to reveal the large silver dragon that started on her left shoulder and gradually made its way across her chest, stopping slightly before where her Dhampir markings sat.

Jennifer said while Zac grunted in agreement. How come they couldn’t hear his voice? How come it was only her? The dragon slowly transformed into a bulkier man with long shaggy hair that reached his waist. He was tan and his clothes were almost like ancient robes when Demetrius celebrates it festivals. “The dragons have felt Elijah Trueblade’s power. He must have been somewhere around here. But here I am, meeting his aide… and his lover that should have died a long time ago.” Her three companions turned to her in shock. Sophia swallowed as she stepped forward.

Prepared for the battle. “Lady seraphine. Are you sure we can win this? It's not about winning. Can we even get Dravon out of there?" She looked at me in tension. " What a doubtful question? It's blood for blood. Power for power. We can't get to a lions den to claim our treasure without going blood for blood.” I hit my hand on the table standing up. "Sera. You are not the sera I know you used to be. What came over you? You suddenly cared about Dragon."

“You will carry our directive back. Serenya must be trained—tested against every possible foe. The creatures will not strike as themselves; they will wear many skins. She must know how to defend against them all.” Elarion stepped in, his deep, grounding presence filling the chamber. “Dravin, you will see to it that Serenya is taught to withstand dragon flame and claw. Send your fiercest, not to crush her, but to sharpen her. Ignivara, she must learn to endure fire as both weapon and shield. Vaelora—teach her to recognize the strike of shadows before they fall. Ysaria, you will temper her balance, for storms and earth alike will answer her call if she is steady enough to wield them.”

Eliphas formed a black cloud of smoke and took Kieran with him while I formed another one and took Draven along with me. It was not long when we arrived at the castle, and there she was, wanting to take on all the wolves herself. "Serena, baby girl," I called her. She looked at me with her white eyes, letting me know she meant business. Well, so did I. "Listen to me. You have to fight this. Don't let the dark side take over you, baby girl," I continued, and for a moment, I had her. But one of Conall's wolves charged at her and with a swift motion of her hand, she cracked his neck.

It was a wonder Danae's Lesser Fae side turned out to be a full Siren and it brought suspicion as to the true origin of Lord Vasilis. There were Sirens in Elysium but none were full Sirens. Quarter-bloods. Half-bloods at most. The appearance of a fullblood would cause an uproar. It was already hard enough for them to accept a Half-Fae woman as their Lord,and now to top it all, she was a Siren...and mate to the Fire Dragon. An Ice Dragon. I held her golden gaze as she stopped and stood in front of me,managing to look down at me from her nose even if i was nearly twice her height. "Shall we?"She asked icily. She turned and nodded in Tymon's direction. "Thank you."

And her eyes blazed gold. Her body shook with fury as the fracture tore wider, molten cracks spreading across her skin like fire-carved veins. Her scream split the cavern, echoing like a war cry. Kael staggered back a single step, his smile finally faltering. The dragon’s broken form stirred, its massive eye flickering open. Its voice, faint but resolute, thundered once more: “Bond-bearer, decide. Now.” The ground split again. Lava surged. Shadows lashed. Sera’s body convulsed as power ripped through her, tearing her between two paths, consume Adrien and rise with Kael, or let him go and risk losing everything.

But that wasn't Sera's only magical strength. I remembered how the obsidian orb had glowed gold during the opening ceremony. There weren't a lot of dragons in the world - the only one I'd ever met was Abernathy, but Snow told me there was another living in the Mediterranean Sea. Since Sera's magic was also part dragon, it looked like there was about a fifty percent chance she and I were related. "Need anything else?" Gabe asked, interrupting my thoughts. "I got it." I went to a drawer and retrieved a letter opener with an especially sharp tip.

‘How dare you? She mind-linked him snarling, pulling her lips back over her razor-sharp fangs. She circled him, ears back, tail swishing as her fur stood on end, making her look even bigger. Serena was born from Alpha blood, and it showed, she was far bigger than any ‘normal’ female Werewolf, but she was no match for the size of this dragon. ‘Do not be foolish, little Wolf.’ Dante warned her as she paced out of sight,

But this time, I would be the mother. The news reached Drakon within hours. He stormed into our chambers, his face twisted with rage. "What do you have to be proud of, Seraphina? You will only give birth to some lowly Ice Blue dragon. Nothing worth boasting about!" Ice Blue dragon. The words cut deeper than he knew. Beneath my wide sleeves, my hands curled into fists. In my past life, I had performed the Blood Rite for him. I had bled myself dry to give him a child. And he had murdered that child.