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Daniel slowly turned to look at Alyssia who was also,staring at him, apparently waiting for him to say something. "Alyssia, is this true. You are a dragon and his soul mate?" He asked all the while secretly praying that it was a joke. She stared at him with her solemn green eyes, he was always fascinated by her eyes, only two percent if people had green eyes. Her eyes told him it was the truth before she said it. "Well Daniel, its true. I am a dragon and...." she went towards Nacen and leaned her head on his shoulders as he gave her a loving gaze, "...he is my mate."

Hey there, Thanks for reading FELL IN LOVE WITH A GAMING DRAGON till the end. I hope you liked this adventure. This has been an amazing journey. I've had ups and downs during this adventure. There have been delays in the episodes. Kindly forgive me for the same and enjoy. Raschel has been one of my favourite characters. I've tried to give this story a satisfactory ending. If not, please forgive me. I guess the adventure ends here. However, this isn't the end. I'll be writing more such stories in the future.

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

Thane Drogos "Have you ever wanted to ride a dragon?" I asked, wading in the deep water. I noticed how she eyed me, eyes darkening, desire present on her face. "I believe I already have." Evie raised an eyebrow, chewing on her lower lip. I laughed. God, I loved her. "Then how about this—have you ever wanted to be fucked by a dragon on a mountain of gold?" Her mouth dropped open, eyes widening as she put two and two together. "You're taking me to your hoard?"

"Even if the dragon chooses me as a bride, what else do you want after that? Would my death at the dragon's hands make you feel much happier, and satisfied? Because there would be no one else to stand in the way of your reign of lies and cruelty. But you might forget, Alexander... that I am not so weak that I will still die at the hands of the dragon. I will stay alive, until I finally repay you for this." "Oh, so you already intend to avenge me? In what way will you do it?" Alexander lowered his body slightly towards me. Until I could clearly smell his masculine scent. I remembered that I had always liked Alexander's body scent, but not now. I hated it so much, being close to Alexander like

Ona had been the one to show me that it was a history of sorts, a retelling of the foundations of the master lines from which all other dragon varieties diverge, "What if I were to tell you that Oestre had no mate?" He pulls out another book, one bound in black fabric and sewn with silver thread. "That the mother of us all was herself a universal dragon. A lone traveler from another universe who dreamed this realm into reality." Bringing the book to a table he opens it to reveal a wonderous illustration. Etched in metallic ink, it shows a beautiful golden dragon surrounded by shadow. "Oestre wasn't the first dragon. She was the last one," he reads the symbols on the edge of the pages, a lang

Either way, I'd suffer. Normally, I'd take it. But with a child in me, I had to think twice. I looked up at her. "Hawthorn is bad for a dragon's baby. I've got a recipe that'll help your child grow strong. Don't you want them born faster? Once they're here, no one can challenge your position." She might doubt others, but I'd lived with these dragons for years in my past life. She had to take my words seriously. She despised Horace's princess consort and wanted her child born sooner to secure her glory.

“She and a few others got mixed up with the dragons. Not the big guys, just some of the little ones, what do they call themselves? Amphithere. They’d been going to some sex club down in the city, and Sean said she had been getting into some pretty heavy stuff, experimenting with silver. Silver play, drugs laced with silver… I felt her death, Daniel, it was slow and painful.” Daniel had heard rumors of the dragon underground sex clubs. All dragons, no matter their kind, had a voracious appetite for lust, greed, and destruction. The clubs allegedly helped them channel that in safe, consensual ways, but there were always dark whispers about the full truth of that. He filed the information away

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.

Among the Six, he's the only one who doesn't seem uptight like the rest of them. For the rest of my stay in the hospital, I keep receiving visits from Landon and Dakota's family as well. I have gathered information about my mission. Apparently, I am to find the seals. Moreso, I can only do that if I stick to a particular person who bears the name, Dashiell Gryphon. According to Landon, he's a dragon Lord who wants to use the seals for evil purposes. To worsen it all, he's the jerk who had murdered me. I'm willing to do my best. ..