Dragonhunter Viola Novels & Stories

The dragon lunged at her, flying low to the ground, green-yellow eyes locked on her. Right as the dragon would have snatched her in its jaws, she jumped and spun around over the dragon, slicing her blade down its back. Bright red blood bloomed from the wound she inflicted and the creature screamed in pain. The beast flew upwards toward the sky and looped back around, making a dive to her with clawed feet extended towards her. She found it annoying the only tactic this dragon seemed to have was diving and she figured his intelligence was low, causing her to smile right as the dragon would grab her again.

Valmore nodded, accepting what Mallik just said. "We only know about fairy drifters, we don't know about the dragons. Dragons are a race born in fairy, so it must be true. Only drifters have the ability to see us, so it must be true. It must be that Dragon drifter who tripped the drifter sensor" Valmore agreed. Mallik thought the same thing. "It's not the only thing I came across this time. I heard gossip that this dragon drifter's mate looks like the late princess Catherina and she must be Catherina's missing daughter" Mallik shared about the gossip that the entire summer realm is whispering about.

She nods in their direction, but remains in the shadows. Once she gets out of the camp she sees her dragon. The chaos of the camp was hiding her song. Aine is singing looking at the sky. Astrid looks up too. Tonight is a full moon. The night dragons mate. Aine is singing for Dracos. The guard returns after she tells him he will fly her dragon around. He offers to wait, but Astrid won't return soon so it's pointless for him to just sit around outside the safety of the camp. She lifts her hand and Aine pushes her huge head into it.

I feel the tears burning my eyes. "What is going on? Why do you need to know?" Jodie jumps up and looks at me with anger on her face. "You might have slept with my mate," I say in a small voice. "That is impossible. You don't even know who your mate is." The anger burst forth from me. I lift up my shirt and show her the bruise that is still there. "This. You see this, this is your fault. Do you know, how I know? My dragon just told me that she smells her mate on you. I had immense pain because of you. I wanted to die."

Just as he was about to attack; the Black Dragon’s head snapped in his direction and his eyes locked on to the black eyes of his… “dragon-dame.” Rocha's eyes widen as the Golden Dragon tackled her to the ground. They both flew across the ground, knocking over trees before coming to a stop several yards away from the Trifecta. Rocha was confused on what had happen when she locked eyes with the male dragon. She thought she heard him call her his dragon-dame which was ridiculous there was no way a golden dragon could be her male. Rocha drew in a breath and let out her dragons flame at Dradon's head, but he managed to use his claws to turned her head towards the sky, before her flames hit him.

The one my mother told about in the story. Seeing the diamond graffiti written in dark red liquid on its temple, I know it was that dragon. The vetrik Jihn drakon. Its chest began to appear red as if the beast swallowed tons of coals on its throat. Its eyes glowed dark while its huge snout began to open in what seemed to be prepared to release something.

When Hraa woke up, it was late afternoon. She was pressed against the dragon’s warm body, his wing wrapped around her. She tried to free herself but the dragon growled in annoyance. “You have to let me go!” Hraa said. “I have to return to my tribe.” “No,” Hraa heard a voice talking inside her head. “You are mine now. My t’aja. My mate.” Hraa stopped struggling. “You can talk? she asked the dragon.

Laryn I risk my life for one glimpse of a treasure so precious it's worth the danger. I've heard Bastian's rumbling when I enter his territory and my heart breaks for our destroyed friendship. The blame is on me and no one else. I stole his mate, Acasia, who at the time was Bastian's most valued possession. It doesn't matter that I released her or that a dragon's very nature covets the greatest treasure of others. Bastian hates me. Now Acasia has become dragon and the two guard the first dragon egg laid in thousands of years. I only want a simple glimpse to wash away a small bit of the loneliness that endlessly eats my soul.

My fated mate shut me out of our bond for the ninety-ninth time just as the last spark of dragonfire inside me began to die. I walked into the Oath Hall of Obsidian Keep alone. Black stone stretched beneath my feet, cold enough to bite through my slippers, and every step made the cracked channels around my dragon core grind deeper into my chest. “I’m here to renounce the Obsidian Court and dissolve my life-bond with the Dragon Lord.” The clerk took in my bloodless face and lowered his voice. “Lady Ashton, once I set the seal, the Court will no longer be required to protect you. Are you certain?” My dragonfire had been unstable since birth, leaving me weaker than most dragonkin. When I was te

Realization dawned on me that he was enjoying the violence. I hated him and I wanted to hurt him badly. I flailed my legs, unable to kick him. 'Adrianne.. I think I prefer Rianne. Catches the moment. Quite a fighter, aren't you? ' I glared into his eyes and stifled a gasp. His eyes were dead. Whoever said that eyes were the windows of the soul hadn't met this dude. His eyes were blank, lifeless and had a cruel glint in it. 'Feisty. Just the way I like it.'