G Dragon Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"No. It does not. I've had better." He chuckled. "You lie." I swallowed and clenched my fists hard as i mirrored his coy smile. "Do i though?I must say,i am quite disappointed. Even human males do better. Your touch makes me sick."His eyes darkened and i knew i should not have. Zephyros might have ignored the jab but Dragons were creatures of humongous pride. They would never ignore insults. In a split second he was in front of me,grabbing me by my hands and slamming me into the nearest tree. It knocked the air out of me and i gasped for breath.

“What? When, brother?” Ghaeron forced himself to share the tale of his great shame, one that he had shared with no one since the early days of life on Edon. “Shortly after Mother and Father had brought forth the first life here on Edon, I became fascinated with the complex weaving of mystical forces that had been utilized to do so. Such variety of living creatures had come into being! Humans, Elves, Dwarves, Minotaurs, and a host of lesser known beings, all benign and given great potential for growth. Growth is one of the constants of the universe, as you know. It is ingrained into the essence of Dragons.”

Everlys Diary Entry: "I knew I had to escape. His presence suffocated me. There was no choice but to flee or risk losing every essence of who I was. I waited for the perfect moment and leapt into the unknown, finding refuge in the werewolf territory. It was there that I met him, the love of my life—Olivia's father. Our love was forbidden but pure, and despite all odds, we thrived. But now... now my dragon remains imprisoned in that dark land, for my race does not forgive nor forget." Tears welled up as I read about her difficult decision to leave everything behind for a chance at freedom and love. I scarcely noticed when sleep began to claim me. The diary fell from my hands, and the warm, co

Drake asked. Nyra wanted to say 'no', but her mind immediately went towards the night, two months ago. The burning red tattoo standing as proof of what happened. 'You will become a dragon's mate if you get intimate with them. The dragon who becomes your mate can only get intimate with you. As long as you are alive, no matter how much he tried, he cannot get those kinds of feelings for anyone else. With the way you explained it to me, That dragon last night must be under the influence of a drug. When he realise what happened, he will come and kill you. That's the only way to get another mate of his liking. Last night must be a mistake. He wouldn't want you alive, reminding him about that mist

, he chuckled at that, “We need to scatter around and gather more of these if we are lucky we might meet with an elder dragon” *** They sat across each other, pamphlets scattered about before them. “There’s no way in hell these people have a dragon”, Dragomir said. “How can you tell?” "This is a very sleazy depiction of a dragon, this green-looking beast is nothing close to what an actual dragon looks like”, he wrapped the paper and tossed it to the wall behind Raisel, a little bit above her head. “Well, there's no harm in actually trying, we just need to check the dates…"

Jasmine said innocently sharing glace at Saltus and Galceim, but before I could reply Glaciem butted in her cold dragon ass “Our Dragons are week Jasmine….. we were slave for more than two centuries because of which we require some time to heal ourselves, we need to generate more strength in order to fly back to our realm and magical powers of Dragon Miasma helps us to regain our power at speed, also it is safe place to hide our self from humans until we have all our people together” Hearing Glaciem words Jasmine though for couple of second before she again opened her mouth “Ohh… than… I think even you should join them Draco, go get you Dragon recover too” Jasmine said with excitement twinkl

Alice relaxes a little, “She always woke up gasping and saying her chest hurt. Tru also said she was cold. The doctor assured us she wasn’t in real pain.” I nod, not wanting to explain that I could tell Tru was in real pain. Flipping through the papers, I finally came to some drawings. The first is of a red serpent-like beast. It takes everything to keep my expression the same as I realize the “monster” is me. “Was the dragon always asleep?” I ask, trying to keep the excitement from my voice. This drawing means Tru dreamed about me. It proves dragons do have destined mates, and she’s mine. Whoever Ges is doesn’t matter. I now have proof that Tru is mine.

If only he could make her forget the hurt she felt at the idea of ever sharing him. “A dragon’s mate is a rarity, bordering on myth,” Rhyzar explained, his eyes dark with barely contained hunger as his hands worked methodically. She couldn’t ignore the visible strain in his pants, his arousal a constant reminder of how close they were to the edge. “The dragon recognized her despair and saw her as part of his soul. Though they could never be intimate in the way you’re imagining,” he added with a knowing smirk that made her cheeks flush.

Dragon let out a devastating, animalistic roar. He drove his hips forward one final, punishing time, his massive frame trembling violently above me as he spilled his hot release deep inside me. As the heavy aftershocks wracked my body, I waited for the brutal, cold aftermath. I waited for him to pull out, adjust his clothes, and coldly discard me. Instead, Dragon collapsed fully against me. The brutal grip he had on my hips loosened instantly. He buried his face into my chest, right over my furiously beating heart, keeping himself buried deep inside me.

I spent hours studying the text. I learned about Alice's Dragon, referred to in ancient languages as the 'Rare Healer of Fire.' This unique dragon was gifted with ancient magic. If the Rare Healer of Fire mated with another dragon, they would be reborn as humans but retain the ability to use dragon magic without their dragon forms.