I Raised A Black Dragon Novels & Stories

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?"

My dragon likes the stone and I enjoy seeing pride in his eyes when I wear it. Sir Orifice only had one goal and that was to remove my dress and fuck me. Hitting him over the head with a large vase from the nightstand beside the bed was easy. Repeatedly stomping his fingers beneath my boot satisfying. My thirst for blood began as a child when I planned to kill the dragon. I will never be a normal bride. Had never been a normal child. Somehow the gods matched me with the one man who would see my savagery as a bonus.

Aryan king, the frightening hybrid black dragon. Daeira lifted her eyes to the window and saw the large moon and its light streaming inside her room. Her ears were greeted with gentle waves of water as she slowly bolted up and rubbed her eyes. While doing such, something chimed on her wrist and she learned it was the red lava ruby and it brought her instant comfortable warmth when she beheld it.

Henry fired a few more bolts that all hit Murdok and Rori couldn’t stand by and watch her stepfather kill the man that saved her life and the lives of so many others. Rori wiggled out from the grip of the enormous dragon and as she lunged in front of Murdok’s mighty snout, the dragon opened his enormous mouth and released a title wave of fire and smoldering heat. Rori was not afraid of Murdok or his fire, and rather than try to shield herself from either attack, she put her hands out in front of her and willed the dragon’s fire to overtake Henry.

After about 2 hours, the Ankara reached deeper inside the mountains and showed them the spot he last saw his son before he dissapeared. In 2 hours, a dragon can fly 200 miles at an average pace. But when they reached there, they were greeted by the other Ankara's, who already searched and failed for the kid. They looked at the Dragons with distrust. They took a threatening step forward, but stopped dead in their tracks when Blaze transformed in to his full dragon form. In this form, he is as big as the Ankara's themselves. His body is black with a sharp tail. His scales are sharp and defined. His eyes are as red as the burning fire. All the Dragon warriors are in awe of the mere size of the

He kept his mind open, feeling her, knowing she was still alive. As he came to the back he found the one he was looking for. A huge dark colored dragon. In the light it was hard to tell his color. Aries knew it was an iridescent black that would have a deep blue appearance in the right light. Though the color did not matter. Aries pretty much slammed into the side of the dragon. Then leapt up and over him before coming down hard on his head and just missed getting stuck by the shorter horns on the back of his head right before two massive ones that swept back gracefully.

This was not my dragon. “Worst of all, the Moon Goddess cursed him for even coming into this word, never allowing him to have a…” A punch to the shoulder came from another, scowling at him. “That’s enough,” he hissed. “You are scaring the poor girl.” “I’m not scared,” I stood up, staring him in the eye, “and the ‘black dragon,’” I held up quotation marks with my fingers, “has a name.” Wrapping my cloak around me, they continued to stare in amusement. “His name is Creed. He has done none of those things.”

Kayda's POV I'm shifted into my dragon and sleeping in a cave right now. What the fuck did I do to myself? This is all that bitch's fault. If she hadn't been his fated mate, I would have had him. He didn't think I could be faithful to him. He's probably right. There is no one man who can keep up with my appetite. But he would've never known. I am the black widow of dragons. I started out fucking the warriors. But when I got tired of them, I started hunting outside our kingdom for a man who could just fuck me once and be done. That man didn't exist, so I started killing them as soon as they started asking for my number. I enjoyed it too.

If Alira did not love those dragons enough to bestow an affinity unto them, then why should he. Lochness, being a proud black dragon and representative of the dragons without affinities, disagreed with these views, thus pitting the two friends against one another. Lochness wanted equality for all dragons regardless of their magical potential. He truly believed that one should not be judged by what abilities they are born with, rather the results they produce.

She slumped with the impact. She was losing consciousness as the gun was being pulled out of her hands. Someone snorted. “We hit the jackpot. The bitch is here in a sexy avatar. Let’s show her where she belongs.” Men guffawed. No… no… no… this can’t be! Please don’t let me faint God! Not now, please… she fell into darkness and oblivion. A/N Thank you everyone who has decided to read this book. Follow my I*G* to get updates on latest books and inspirations. Remember to leave comments. Happy reading. XX KK