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I could see it in the way that his skin rippled as he moved to stand. “She did what had to be done.” I answered, pulling his attention away from Amelia. I moved forward. “What you should have done when he killed off his flock.” I heard Amelia let out a gasp as I rolled my shoulders. My dragon wanted out, the hunt had us on edge. Amelia’s dragon was feeding into that feeling, her anger burning in my soul. Flock was family, it was everything, and Abner had taken Nash in. Protected him and nurtured him into the horror that he’d become.

Then, I will force it to bond with me. The net is made of metal. It’s heavy enough to keep a dragon grounded and it’s fire-proof. It’s perfect for capturing a dragon. Kenneth mentioned that there were two silvers, but everyone knows that only one is bonded. That leaves a silver for me to capture and bond with. However, if that’s not possible, I’ll take a bronze. Any dragon will make me stronger, even a green. But what I really want is that queen. I lost a lot of men trying to get that egg. Her mother was an incredible fighter, and I would have loved bonding with her, but she was too wild. She had to die.

“Think about it. Your sister, Reina, her treatments cost money. Real money. The kind that doesn’t run out when insurance caps. Help me, and I will fund it all. No strings.” Dre’s jaw ticked. He knew it was tempting. I knew it too. “We’ll think about it,” I said finally. Salvador nodded. “Don’t think too long. She’s slippery.” We left. The drive home was silent until Dre spoke. “He’s desperate. That’s good. Means we can negotiate harder.” “Or it means he’s dangerous,” I muttered. My phone buzzed as we pulled into the driveway. Unknown number. Text. Heard you’re looking for friends in low places. Brandon’s out. Escaped transport this morning. Thought you should know. – F

The snakes were no bigger than worms, some of them had become victims. "Destroyer..." Drake muttered. Something flashed in his head. "I'll eat it!" cried Drake suddenly. "What?" asked the forest elf leader. “I will eat the liver. Dragons are heart-eaters of any creature!” cried Drake. “But, Your Majesty. That heart can kill you from within!” cried a dragon. 'Or worse, it could make a huge explosion. For there is fire within you, Drake' cried Alarick. "There is no more time. I will do it!" cried Drake.

Sweat had soaked through his shirt despite the cave's freezing air. “He was injected with a rut-inducing venom.” The line was silent for a few seconds. “Get the doctor now!” A moment later, a voice came through, older and calm. “This is Dr. Emily Suee. Your Highness, I need you to describe the venom.” “It looked like liquid gold. It shimmers.” The doctor inhaled sharply. “How long ago was General Evander injected?” I glanced at my wrist display. “Almost three hours.” Another sharp intake of breath. “Three hours?”

And yes, I’m a tad happy that it wasn’t the bounty hunters who found us, but the frightening probabilities and nerve-wracking uncertainty of what these men could do to us subjugated the fear of the bounty hunters. Like they say, the devil you know is better than the angel you don’t know. As they got to where Drax was, they cut the main rope holding the rope net where Drax was bound, and he dropped to the ground still inside the net. As he dropped to the ground with a loud thump, I was gripped with fear as I prayed that he wouldn’t shift into his annoying big wolf again. If he did, those guys would be really screwed—which is a good thing, but unfortunately it may end badly for me because Drax

, she paused and gauged his reaction, “There’s got to be something you know…” “Yes I guess it is worth a try”, he looked at her, “You don’t have the stone around your neck anymore, why are you still clamouring for this?” “It is beyond the necklace, it is my purpose now and I will find it”, She answered firmly. “I’m glad to hear that”, he stretched out his hands and shook them, “So we are still partners?” She took his hand in his, “Promise me you won’t keep anything from me?” Dragomir took her hand and he knew that exact moment, he was keeping something from her.

“This isn’t just poetry. This… this happened.” Rowan swallowed hard. “A Dragonheart… died unbonded.” She skimmed further down. The scroll spoke of a great war, of a Dragonheart who stood beside a prince of fire. But when betrayal struck, she refused the bond. Her power erupted uncontrolled, wiping out half a kingdom in a single night. Rowan’s voice was barely a whisper. “She destroyed everything.” Nyra leaned closer. “Wait—look here.” She pointed to a faded crest inked beside the Dragonheart’s name. Though burned and cracked, Rowan recognized the sigil: a dragon rearing back, flames curling around its wings.

In a world where supernatural species dominate professional sports, werewolf Alpha Jax Cole has built his legacy on strength and loyalty to his pack. When the Monster League drafts dragon Jude Stone, the first of his kind in centuries, old hatreds ignite. What begins as a fierce on-field rivalry quickly turns into a dangerous, magnetic attraction. As Jax and Jude battle centuries of bloodshed and betrayal, stolen moments and raw desire threaten everything they hold dear. With ancient clans watching and their careers on the line, their forbidden love could either heal old wounds or spark a war that destroys them both.In a world where supernatural species dominate professional sports, wer

"Elara, don't!" But it was too late. She was gone, leaving him alone with their baby in his arms. He felt a surge of panic, but forced himself to remain calm. He had to get their daughter to safety. Draven ran through the forest, the sounds of pursuit growing louder behind him. His breath came in ragged gasps, his muscles burning with tiredness. But he couldn't stop. He wouldn't stop. Not until he knew his daughter was safe. Not until he was certain she would be well take care of.