Dragonheart Netflix Novels & Stories

The pool rippled violently, though she didn't touch it. Then the water stilled, and an image appeared on its surface. I gasped. It was me, lying on the same bed I had just left, pale, unmoving, my belly bloodied. Standing over me was a child. My child. His hair black as midnight, his eyes burning the same crimson as Vladimir’s. In his small hand was a dagger dripping with blood. My voice broke. “No... no, that’s not possible.” “It is the path you walk now,” Lysandra said, her gaze fixed on me. “Your child will inherit the fire of the dragons and the hunger of the wolves. Without guidance, without balance, that hunger will turn on the one who gave him life.”

Daddy asked them, to which they nodded. I was hiding behind Liam hanging on to his suit jacket for dear life. I saw the glares that Jenna was giving me, but I didn't care. I don't want to do this. “Myra come meet your future Husband NIcholas Aspen, “ Liam moves to the side still with eyes down. i walk forward, and when I look up, my heart stops, and my stomach drops. NIcholas Aspen is the dragon? When Daddy taps his shoulder, NIcholas brings his gaze to mine and his jaw set, and his perfect lips form a thin line.

Her hands were clenched at her sides, her dark red nails trembling faintly as she fought to contain her anger. Opposite her, Dragon leaned casually against an antique wooden desk, his cold gray eyes gleaming with cunning. He wore a black shirt with the top buttons undone, revealing a glimpse of his tattooed chest, and dark trousers complemented by a leather belt with a gleaming silver buckle. His silver watch caught the faint light, and his tousled black hair gave him an air of unrestrained danger. "Enough, Dragon!" Jenny exclaimed, her voice choked as her luminous eyes radiated fury. "Can't you stop your ridiculous games for just one moment?!"

she spat, “has soiled my bloodline relentlessly. But tonight, I bring an end to it, with an offer none can refuse. Fifty of our finest assassins shall hunt her through the mortal forests for seven nights. She will be denied food and water till the games end. Dawn and dusk, the hunters will take up the chase in shifting relays, a relentless rotation until the end. If she falls, her death will redeem our name. If she survives…” She paused, and the arena fell silent, every breath caught in waiting. Then her voice returned, slow and deliberate. “Then I will ruin her myself and cast her out for all time.” A roar tore up from the audience. The earth shivered and fire burst into the sky in molten p

"Dang it." I look at Shaylee, and she looks at me, shaking her head. "Alright, 'Her Dark Knight' it is. Now we need to figure out what the play will be about," Shaylee says. And once again, Andrew surprises us. "It should be about a wolf who tries to resist his feelings for a human he's imprinted on, but the more time he spends with her, the stronger the pull becomes."

I look forward to bringing Edith and Drake's story back to life for you! Much love, Mirto

"We all agreed I should clear my head by travelling across the continent and visiting other races. I feel that the change of scenery will help me. Everything here just reminds me of him." Walter looked over at Dan and Terry and asked, "You two said something so dangerous would be good for her?" Dan stepped forward and said, "Father, I know it sound's like it would be too dangerous for her, but it's something she wishes to do, and in my medical opinion, I feel it's the most surefire way to help her recover mentally." Crimson thought about what Dan said, "What you say makes sense, but it's dangerous for a young dragon outside the capital."

He didn’t care that he was standing stark naked in front of his gathering family, all he cared about was that Madchen accepted him for what he was, a dragon who had found his mate. Madchen on the other hand, was mesmerized by her handsome dark suitor, who claimed he loved her. Maybe dragons were more passionate than humans ever dreamed, and maybe she had fallen under his magical spell, and she was hopelessly smitten by this magical being who wrapped her protectively in his shiny onyx wings. “I see she didn’t get far,” Madchen pulled away from Drago’s arms, to find Nick standing there, shiny crimson wings unfolded from his back. He was shirtless, but at least he had shorts on.

He is riding on a dark shinny horse he named as Hugo. I watched him as he went down, I choose not to look at how he will be going to redeem Harold. I’ve seen him redeem lives before and it always pity me to see human dying. But well, all should die. I wonder why they never let Harold see her sister, for many years they created a lot of obstruction. Those are the question I am curious with, but was afraid to ask because I can’t afford to lose my power again.

Hunter A pounding ache behind my eyes greeted me as consciousness reluctantly returned. I pried my gritty eyelids open with a groan, sunlight streaming in from the open curtains piercing like daggers. How long had I lain here tossing and turning, tormented by lingering memories of HER? Lena's whispered pleas and roaming hands refused to grant me peace, even in sleep. The temptation she presented haunted me endlessly. To possess her lush curves fully, if only for a night... With a growl, I threw off the sweat-dampened sheets. Such foolish fantasies only weakened my resolve. I would not so easily discard principles for lust. The girl was a means to an end - securing the dragon'sbond through un