Dragonheart Novels & Stories

"I hate it when you do that." "Do what?" "The hmm thing. Like you know something," he replied. "Just spit it out." Katarina held her hands up in surrender. "Fine. Fine. As you know, Hoards are a…special place for dragons." "Clearly," Thane retorted. "I should have told you this, but in all fairness, I didn't think you'd take her there. Dragons feel the desire to mate when they're surrounded by their hoard. Especially when your mate is marked." Katarina looked back and forth between us, beating around the bush and hoping we'd get the hint.

he then activates the main contract to try and kill us. Feeling the effect of the contract, I get mild chest pain, "Damn, you were right, Terry, it does kinda hurt." After a minute, the contracts started disintegrating since they had been fully activated. Still enraged, the king looked to his best guard, "Sir Grey! Dispatch these dragons!" The guard bowed slightly, "Yes, your majesty." Then, he stepped towards us as he drew his sword. As he held his sword in both hands, he let out a heavy breath as the blade slowly started to emit a faint blue light that all could see.

“It’s Alpha prince Ryder!” Fear overtook me and my heart felt like it was in my throat as I threw the covers off me and quickly stumbled out of bed. The cheers grew louder. I grew more and more impatient as It took me far too long to find the front door. I finally found it and tore it open. Dawn was barely upon us as I frantically ran outside. I searched the crowd, desperate to find my mate, my Ryder. Has something happened to him? It was only now that I remember that I was at Ryder’s secret residence within the Harmony Moon Pack. I spot Luca and Drake and begin pushing my way through the growing crowd to make my way to them. ‘Move, please!’ I try to say, but no words left my lips. I finally

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

It was his sin to let them stay close with misunderstanding and not knowing they were true mates. Adrian didn't stop until his breathing hitch until his body stopped on its own. That's when he got up from Cade. He was breathing heavily all while clenching his jaw and fist. "I fucking called you my best friend on this bullshit earth, yet you choose to betray me. I knew... I knew everyone on this hell-like earth is with me because they want my fucking dragon person which I've been searching for eternity along with my mate... You fucking know everything, you asshole and I believed in you with my whole life, with my everything yet you hide such a huge secret from me!! Why!!! Just why!!!" Adrian

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.

Even if they could navigate the difficult terrain, the four men behind them could not, as they were carrying the Darksteel Coffin. One misstep and Tyr could go slipping away into the abyss. “D*mn it!” Trine Pavlov cursed right as the drone became airborne. “What’s up?” Green Dragon asked with a frown. “Quick, look at this! Isn’t this the Snow Lotus we’re looking for?” Trine looked at the screen wide-eyed, maneuvering the drone towards the Snow Lotus with his other hand.

Larger than any dragon. The Hollow. But this time it had a face. Not one face. Thousands. They moved across its head. Men. Women. Children. Dragons. Wolves. Vampires. Every identity it had stolen. Its mouth opened. Thousands of voices spoke together. EMMY MORTAGA. Ignisvath roared. Dragon fire erupted. The Hollow laughed. The sound shook the valley. Emmy stepped forward. “I’m right here.” Ignisvath turned. “Emmy.”

- Logan - The sight before me sent my blood boiling, my heart hammering like a violent jackhammer against my ribs and my hands curled so tightly into fists that my knuckles turned stark white beneath my tattoos. Charlotte's hazel eyes locked with mine, the corneas red from struggling to breath against that asshole's grip on her throat. Her fingers clamped around his wrist as she tried to stop him choking the life out of her, her knees flailing uselessly to kick him off.

Raven looked at me with his dark blue eyes and said, "Moonbound. Now you must follow your gut and your courage. Every bond, every heartbeat—your Silver Heart is the key!" Draven was hit by the second strike. I twisted, molten energy flaring, blocking the dark fire that was aimed at him. Sparks flew across the forest in a violent way, sending red, silver, black, and crimson streaks. My chest hurt and my heart was racing, but I felt the bond—our hearts beating in perfect sync.