Druig Marvel Novels & Stories

Argentum said in teasing manner “I am Prince you evil women… do you want your prince to accept his defeat…? huh?” Draco argued back and tried to free hinself, on other hand all other teen Dragon ‘s were encouraging them both to fight including their training master , master Mossace… “Hahahah…. my prince you forgot…. your Draphidrmia still pending….. (Draphidrmia is a ritual which is performed in Dragon realm among royal Dragon which is equal to coronation)… but me… I am already hired as your first in line chief commanding officer..” Argentum said proudly

Three blades crossed over a broken crown. The heirs. Three of them rode at the front. The first was a woman, tall and lean, with hair the color of fresh blood. Her eyes were violet, like Malric’s had been. Magic rolled off her in waves. Sera Dravok. The mage-heir. The second was a man, broad-shouldered, scarred from jaw to collarbone, holding a war-axe that looked too heavy for any normal man. His grin was feral. Kael’s cousin. Orin Dravok. The war-heir.

How he risked it all and ventured into Aluvium’s domain, the condition of the people that live within the village and then the most shocking turn of events, “The girl that I am inlove with… she works for Alluvium… Nuri, I don’t know how… but she is pregnant with his offspring!” Nuri dropped her glass of berry juice and Alec walked into Nuri’s library wide-eyed. Nuri and Alec exchanged looks with each other, everyone present knew that the archdragons were infertile… but was this a loophole? “Winstrain, are you sure this girl is human” “Ofcourse” “But, we can’t produce offspring… how is this possible” “I don’t know Nuri, I don’t… all I know is that I’ve lost my love” Alec walked towards Nuri

“Good. Just in time.” As night fell, the two of them rode into a clearing beyond the great forest. In its clear center stood a large tree, a giant and ancient thing, its bark gnarled and twisted like flesh bent under the hands of a supernatural torturer. From the shadows beneath it Drust emerged to greet them. “Ah, those with courage to ride in the fresh night, I salute you,” Drust called out, his arms moving up a little swathed in his robe. Ragala whispered to Weaver, “This one is dark, mistress. Very dark indeed. His soul is black enough to hide the stars.”

“Look at me and tell me what you know, or I shall be forced to throw you into a cell. For all intents and purposes, the Maclarens are at odds with the Balfours, but the enemy of my enemy is my friend. If you need something, spit it out.” Brenna took a deep breath, squared her shoulders, and tried to summon every ounce of bravery she had as she looked up to meet the penetrating green eyes of the laird of the Balfour dragons. The moment their gazes locked, colors danced behind her eyes, and a whirlwind of sensation she’d never experienced before swept over her. Her head spun, and she let out a small cry as she stumbled back. There were too many warriors to allow her to escape, and she stumbled

He bit into her ass cheek drinking from her and she squeeze my cock, feeling the sensation from his drinking which is an amazing feeling, I re-mark Lora's neck, we were claiming our mate again, and our morning started amazing. ***** Drax We continued our tour today and since I was more aware of the dangers from the sirens, I kept tapping into my mate's feelings and the love they had for me was overwhelming and felt amazing. There isn't anything I wouldn't do for them, we were at the old Miller's waterfall that has this magical element to it. We could feel the magic around it and other Elves were walking around as it was a popular romantic spot for lovers. We smiled at each other and I got an

Suddenly her brother's body turned green and went up in flames. "No," she cried in a voice mixed with sadness and relief."What's happening?" "Who is she" Vador asked staring at the little damsel.She was beautiful,he thought,her eyes were green and her hair red . She was dressed in a short red gown that made her look like a real damsel. "She must be the daughter of Francis,the council's secretary," Aleister replied. "And who are you," Ava spat. "Let's just say your worst nightmare. I'm the dark lord"

The Helm of Awe covered my left shoulder and on my right was Valknut. Yggdrasil was in the middle and flowing from the roots of the tree was a wolf head. On either side of the wolf was a Jericho 9mm, Kiran’s personal touch to my Zeta mark. From the bottom of the roots, down my spine, was a ghost rune designed by Malachi with my name Jericho adorning the top of Yggdrasil. An hour and a half later Marcus was finished and I put my shirt back on. Tonight I would have to undress with every member of the pack present and shift for the first time in my life.

How Draco missed everything about Astrid. Draco's chest felt tight. His vision was blurry with tears. An unbearable longing welled up in Draco's chest. "Astrid. Astrid. I miss you so much," Draco repeatedly said without realizing it. Only silence answered Draco. He wiped his tears and walked towards the lake in the cave. Draco completed his final assignment before leaving for the Centralis Capital in the Fortis Kingdom. He plunged himself into the lake, then stuck a branch of the Sacred Mana Tree firmly at the bottom of the lake's ground. The branch grew rapidly until it became a tree that poked slightly above the surface of the lake.

It feels hot, but this heat, contains the horror that will melt your bones, crush your feelings and disrupt your sanity. Either death is playing with Venus, or natural forces do not want to see her destroyed. The girl was still as solid as a pole, even though her back was bristling and the torment of fear made Venus's tears fall back. “I, Giris Druiksa, a human born in the middle of Javanese society,” Druiksa's voice cut the air once more. “I, who was blessed with pure power from the breath of the King of the Four Earths and the Adam of the Second Earth. I, who died honorably on the lap of the Powerful Azafer. I, who was reborn and became the ruler of the cruelest Spirit City. I, who will un