Dragonslayer 2 Novels & Stories

She gasped and bolted upright, lungs seizing with the weight of it. Her muscles screamed, her heart stuttered—and then she saw it. Not a man. A dragon. Night-black and monstrous, hunched within the stone-laid chamber as if the mountain itself had given birth to him. His wings were folded tightly, cramped and curved along the edges of the ceiling, but even curled in on himself he dominated the space. His scales caught the light from the flickering torches and shimmered red and gold, like magma cooled beneath obsidian. His horns arched back like twin blades, cruel and ceremonial.

The roar that left my lips was filled with my rage, with my power. The END but the story continues in book two Her Trapped Dragon

I was the lowest-born black serpent in the Serpent Clan, yet the Dragon Court's most honored crown prince chose me as his bride. He gave up his betrothal to my sister, surrendered his place as heir, and walked away from the Dragon Court for me. I was moved beyond words and became his wife. But after I gave birth to only a black serpent, he flew into a rage. He crushed our baby beneath his foot, then killed me with a single strike of his sword. As I was dying, I saw hatred burning in his eyes. "If I'd known you were this useless, I should've married your sister!" Only then did I learn the truth. I was the woman of fate named in the Dragon Court's forbidden book, the one born with primord

“Let them feel it. The war has already begun. I plan to marry Irmak and, through her, control the throne of FeWard. Her father, the king, is being slowly poisoned by your hand, Malachar. When he dies, I will be the regent. And if Irmak resists… well, a pyre cleanses a witch’s reputation very well.” General Draven slammed his fist on the table, more restrained than his lord. “My lord, the twin dragons are not mere monsters. Ancient reports say they are the sons of one of the Great Ancestral Dragons. If we provoke them openly, we may be bringing destruction upon the entire kingdom.” Vortigern turned to him with contempt. “Then we will destroy them first. Malachar, you said you have a plan.” Th

I look up into the milky white eyes of my best friend and say one word. “Dragon’s!” **Authors note** I hope you have enjoyed Book 2, the next book, will follow on from this from Monday the 15th of Dec. Book 3 follows the story of Princess Emerald and King Vulcan in The Dragon Kings Golden Obsession. Hope to see you all soon :) MM xx

She felt their presence in her dreams, heard their whispers on the evening breeze, and saw flashes of their majestic forms when she closed her eyes. They guided her, lending her strength and courage when doubt threatened to consume her. Together, Sable and the Dragonkin pushed forward, their bond growing stronger with every step. Finally, after weeks of perilous travel, they arrived at the entrance of a hidden valley nestled between towering mountains. It was said that within this valley lay the last remnants of the dragons' domain—a sacred sanctuary where the truth awaited.

Nat stood before a wide window, staring out at a rocky mountain range illuminated by a red and orange sky. In the distance, two dragons chased each other through the air, bursts of fire punctuating their attempts to char each other beyond recognition. Occasionally, one of the lumbering beasts would collide with the mountainside, sending a boulder or two tumbling into the valley below. While the red dragon seemed to have the upper hand at the moment, its elongated neck and sharp, black talons formidable, the smaller, more agile black dragon was able to thwart his foe by darting around behind him. Nat was secretly cheering for the black dragon as he could identify with its underdog position, b

Her expression turned grim. “Is the Blade of Justice gone?” After a whole night of merging, Dragonslayer, which was now two meters in length, glimmered a golden light. The head of a dragon was carved on the sword’s hilt, and its body was covered in dragon scales. From afar, one could mistake the sword for a golden dragon two meters in length levitating in the sky. As daybreak came, Dragonslayer’s aura dissipated, and the golden light it radiated turned dim.

"Lord Vorgath, the little ones are breaking through!" In the padded chest, the three dragon eggs trembled slightly. Soon, cracks spiderwebbed their surfaces as I watched with awe and expectancy. These were Draken's hatchlings… our hatchlings! With a sudden burst of light, three hatchlings burst forth from their shells. Purple-gold rays streaked through the sky, and celestial clouds scattered across the heavens. Birds soared and cried out in unison above the dragonlands. "By the gods… Half-beasts with Aetherblood!"

“Mitch. Yes, Mitch.” “Mine. My Kellie.” He said in a deep growl as his thrusts pounds into me. The sound of our flesh slapping against each other. Our climax begin to climb together as I could feel his pleasure along with mine. It must be the bond and our lovemaking feels more intense. “Open your eyes. Look at your mate. Look at me.” He growls at me. I open my eyes, look at him, and saw his eyes had changed again. The dragon is here. “Are you afraid my mate? Are you afraid of your dragon?”