How To Train Your Dragon Novels & Stories

Marvel Hayes has one rule: never let an alpha control him. As a Pure Omega and the CEO of Hayes Biotech, Marvel has spent his entire life fighting the society that treats omegas as nothing but breeders. He wants nothing to do with child birth so he created a secret serum, designed to permanently destroy his regenerative womb, the key to his freedom and he is close to success when three alphas enter his life.  Crown Prince Alaric wants an heir and will stop at nothing to claim Marvel as his bride. Kai Harrington, the billionaire tycoon and Marvel's biotech rival, wants control and will destroy everything Marvel has built to get it. And Dmitri Moretti, the gentle stranger Marve

Tristan’s POV I had trained hundreds of wolves, I had trained young wolves who had lost control during their first transformations. I had trained fighters who believed aggression was the same thing as strength. I had trained pack members who carried more power than they knew how to manage and taught them how to turn instinct into discipline. None of that had prepared me for sitting cross-legged on the floor of my penthouse and trying to teach a frightened six-year-old boy how to breathe.

I had always been obedient. Whatever people told me to do, I did without question. When my wealthy biological parents finally brought me home, my adopted sister leaned close and whispered arrogantly, "I'm the one and only Saunders daughter. If you know what's good for you, leave on your own!" I obediently nodded. Then I turned around and ran straight into the traffic on the highway. My parents nearly lost their minds. They scrambled out of the car and dragged me back, their faces already pale with terror. My brother glared at me and warned in a low voice, "If you keep acting like this, I'll send you back to that hellhole." That night, I obediently locked myself inside a dog crate. When he fo

"I'm sure he did, he was a handsome dragon after all." "The older dragon, decided to keep the handsome young dragon for himself." His eyes lowered as he moved the cloth cleaning my other breast. "He taught the younger dragon all about how pleasure can come from the pain. Taught the younger dragon how to crave it, how to need it so badly that he couldn't control his dragon without it."

she says. “Me too,” I respond. As she hugs me. “Your training starts when we get to Dragon Valley. Your power is still new and will grow as your birthday approaches. That shouldn’t stop you from getting started.” Her facial expression turns all serious. “You need to be ready mentally, physically, and magically for the biggest fight of your life. You need to help us save everyone.”

As I did, I felt my powers begin to stir. The rest of the day was a blur of training and exercise. Kira and the elder dragon taught me how to harness my powers and how to control them. I learned how to communicate with the spirits of the land and how to use my magic to heal and protect. As the sun began to set, Kira and the elder dragon called a halt to our training. I was exhausted but exhilarated. I knew that I still had a lot to learn, but I was eager to continue my training.

Lydia adds and I nod in understanding. " You don't have much time. Two days. You need two days to train to control your dragon. After two days,we will hold your crowning ceremony." My mother informs me. *** Today is my crowning ceremony after being in seclusion for two days training how to control my dragon. Valeria was with me the whole time, helping me with my training.

I roar. "Shit, hold him down!" More arms latch onto me and when my back hits the floor, I stay still, trying desperately to overpower my dragon. My chest heaves, teeth gnashed from effort. When my vision clears, I make out the angry face of our trainer. "Rylan, you are dismissed from this quater until further notice!" He crouches, putting his face close to mine. "You might be one of the best, but once you start messin' around, you become just that. A mess. Get yourself together," he growls. Rising, he holds out an arm to me.

From the How to Train Your Dragon series, where until this moment, King really liked the black dragon. “What's this?” “What are you looking at?” King asked mockingly. His full-face helmet was opened which made King's bushy hair a bit messy. The blowing night wind made the hair even messier. Even so, King was confident that his appearance could make some of the women and girls around them interested in just looking at him.

‘You’re very observant, tiger,' she says. “When you’re ready, Ishir,” Kaylani says, pulling me back to the training session. I reach for the air, and pull it into my hand. “Nice, Ishir. I can see why you’re mated to a dragon. You took to air very easily,” Avani says. Kaylani puts her hand on Morgan. “Breathe, Morgan, then gently push your water into Ishir’s tornado.” It’s slower this time, but in the end, she still overwhelms the tornado with water. We try a few more times and my tornado is getting better, while Morgan is getting more and more frustrated.