Dragonets Of Destiny Novels & Stories

he shouted, ducking another blow. With a final, unified note, the ward shattered, its energy dissipating in a gust of wind that snuffed their torches. The box lay exposed, its lid carved with runes that pulsed faintly. Aria lunged forward, her hands shaking as she lifted it open. Inside, cradled on a bed of faded velvet, lay a crystalline orb. Its surface swirled with colors—blues, golds, and deep reds—shifting like a storm trapped in glass. “The Orb of Destiny,” she whispered, awe and fear warring in her chest.

Celeste dismounts smoothly, though I can see she's favoring one leg. "We need to talk, Thelma." She walks toward me, her expression grave. "About what I've been hiding for 1,200 years. About why dragons, real dragons, are returning after millennia of sleep." The dragon behind her rumbles, a sound that vibrates in my chest. "And about the prophecy," Celeste continues, "that says only an Alpha twin bonded to a True Alpha can prevent the supernatural apocalypse that's about to destroy every species on Earth."

However, its eyes were closed, and it had blazing red hair. The evil spirit was glowing from head to toe as it radiated an unsettling, malevolent aura. “It’s in the middle grade of Yuraeceon Daelm Rankʼs Ninth Tribulation?!” Rebella exclaimed. Truett had his jaw dropped. “That thing is in the middle grade of Yuraeceon Daelm Rankʼs Ninth Tribulation?!” “Run!” Xitlaly shouted at the top of her voice. She summoned her nine cyan dragons to carry everyone except James into the air.

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"If we're going to do this, I want it to be the best of the best..." "Unforgettable?" Emma said, panting. "Unforgettable," Max replied, devouring her mouth more eagerly... Destiny playing its tricks...

Two hundred acres of pristine territory where we can securely wander as the monsters we become every full moon were once home to a pack long before Canada was known as New France, at the time when our ancestors fled northern Europe in longboats. The ceremony of metamorphosis is held in a standing stone circle that was constructed more than five centuries ago, long before Columbus could falsely claim to have set foot on the continent of North America. The three stones pay homage to the three gods of our pack: Lupa, the mother of Romulus and Remus; the harsh Lycaon; and Fenrir, the wolf who will devour Odin at Ragnarök. The circle used to be in a clearing in a forest. It is now safe inside a t

The leader of the Village, known as Trenton, stepped forward as his gaze narrowed on Cyran and Kellan. “I don’t think we properly introduced ourselves the last time I was here. My name is Azura Chasm, I am mated to Cyran Chasm and the Keeper of the Dragon Stone. They are here because we need your help.” All eyes moved from Kellan in his Dragon form and Cyran as they landed on me with surprise. Feeling awkward, I shifted from one foot to the other. While also feeling as if I was experiencing every high schooler’s nightmare, standing in front of class naked.

The planet was called Venoshin; a purple planet that solely belonged to shifters. The Grekets (The Dragons) It solely composed of female dragons that were warriors. They liked to work as a pack and that intimated their enemies a lot. They were able to produce fires that threw their enemies off the grid and they used dragons as a ride. They were also known for their dangerous weapons that were able to kill anyone including the shifters themselves. Unlike the other shifters, the Grekets do not use hierarchy to lead their kingdom. They choose their next leader through a fair fight between the candidates. They also decided to leave earth and live in Venoshin.

Hours had passed and we arrived at Frain’s hideout. His stares was different from the one that we saw. His eyes were different, his angers disappeared. Those stare shows sweetness. “I’ve been expecting you, Destiny.” But that didn’t move me. I know how he manipulate his emotions. At that I shouted, “Listen to me, Destiny is not here. I’m not her!” He was surprised. I saw him mouthed feisty. He stood up from his place and slowly he drew his sword. I could hear the tip of it scratching the ground as it makes sparks.

Now her face was flushed red. The heat ran through Zeline's body as Fello's long fingers ran down her face. Shit! Zeline’s just wet down there. For whatever reason, the gentle touch of Fello on her face made the hairs on Zeline's neck goosebumps. God created Fello as a demon, a faith tempter with the beginning of a heavenly angel.