Lady Dimitrescu Dragon Novels & Stories

Elder Michael said. “Of course Elder,” Megan said and stood up. I wasn’t permitted to go with her so I waited with Felix while Megan left with all three Elders into an adjoining room and I could feel the moment Kaida separated from Megan. She was a beautiful dragoness, silvery white in colour and about half the size of Abeloth, which made her a tad smaller than a violet dragon.

Trenton asked, taking a few steps back. “Okay, I see your point. While I don’t believe my father would have done that, I will take your word for it. Since you can turn back time, I will want you to show me what really happened back then, but later.” Cyran answered Trenton, as I held my breath to keep myself from throwing up. “First, let’s get rid of that black Dragon Mark.” Trenton waved his hand and a female, about my age stepped forward. She looked tiny and I couldn’t imagine that she was able to contain a Dragon within her. I knew there were female Dragons, but this was the first time I had seen one.

I can only assume this was Hail’s passive-aggressive way of punishing me and giving the cupcake protection because it’s my house sigil on the crest around her neck. Not my clan, Dracule, but house Vlademyre’s brand in the silver metal plate. One Hail didn’t bother to have her leave out to avoid this situation. Ally, enemy, kid. Doesn’t really matter at this point because all of them harassed someone under my protection. The immediate jump back as his heart lands with his body, comes with stark recognition as I lift our new servant into my arms. At least from them. Cupcake, on the other hand, has no clue what just happened.

The slight bulge of my stomach, "One day the older dragon met a devil, and he decided he wanted another pet. By this time though, the older dragon had woman with him. She was beautiful and the young dragon was very taken with her." Louis motioned for me to sit back down as he trailed his hands lower, skimming his fingers along my hips as he moved back grabbing my foot and pulling it up so I had to lean back. "The young dragon and the woman had fallen in love, she wasn't a dragon but he didn't care. I loved her." His eyes met mine and it was like the story he was telling fell away, "I loved her and I couldn't keep her safe." "Louis-"

Lady Siracusa interrupted me and continued, “we called.” “I know it was both irritating and distracting.” I muttered without thinking. “Why did you not come, my dear?” Lord Dimitrious asked gently. He was a huge man but had the gentlest nature you can ever imagine. I could see the curiosity in his light brown eyes, but I also knew he would not ask until we were home. (Lady Dimitria and Lord Dimitrious were fated mates, and they took me in after I lost my parents in the war. They chose to raise a girl as they did not want to raise a boy as they felt it would be like replacing their son. I do not know what happened to their son as the conversation is always changed when it comes to him.)

3RD PERSON Everyone is holding their breath while waiting for the duel between Black Dragon and Hercules to start. They seems to be trying to gauge each other’s skill on the sword. Hercules is using a longsword and JD is using a katana. Who will dominate the duel? Everyone is waiting to witness it. Finally, Hercules raised his sword and attacks JD in full force. JD just lightly flicks his katana towards his longsword and deflects the attack. “Is that your best?” JD asks Hercules who is already starting to get annoyed.

“You mean her, don’t you?” “Aye,” said another, leaning close, as if the name itself could summon lightning. “The Red Dragon of Adistaktos. Segrenry Exhugh.” At once the room seemed to shrink. Even the fire guttered. “Segrenry,” the barkeep repeated. “They say she fought the Kilimane Warlord once. Burned him alive, scale by scale, while he was still roaring her name.” “Lies,” muttered a soldier in the corner. “No dragon could kill that beast alone.”

The dragon spoke and if possible smirked at the surprised face of the vampire and wolf lady as she spoke. "A female Dragon? I didn't know they existed, even a talking one." Vlad stated in awe. Ignoring them, the dragon leans towards Hiro's ear. "That wasn't my full size when I flew both of us here, my previous owner made me shrink that size before putting me to sleep, I didn't even know I was in chains." Timeless revealed, although she spoke to Hiro low and softly but everyone in the chamber heard her clearly. "Isn't that right, Lupercalus?" This time around she directed her question to Zinedine wolf.

It had the shape of a wolf's head with an open mouth, which continued with a dragon's body, made of textile or leather that swelled in the wind, making a noise that mimicked the howls of wolves terrifying the enemy and formed a horizontal serpentine flag. It took me a long time to connect all the dots. The reference was clearly about the wolves. A wolf’s head clearly meant an alpha. The dragon was what puzzled me for years. That was until I heard of Paul Mateescu. His way of keeping the supernatural beings under a tight leash of rules earned him the nickname of Dragon, Draco in old Dacian. Bingo! But the man I’ve been stalking for days already isn’t what I thought. The papers keep talking ab

“Please, justice must be served. I have every reason to believe that my daughter did not fight back because of Lady Mariah’s identity to you. However, she was once your lover too, it would be wrong not to avenge her in this very matter.” “Lord Maximus speaks true,” the Lord of red dragons said. “I think Lady Mariah did this because she knew you would defend her. However, were it an ordinary dragon, it would be forgiven, but Iris is the lady of the purple dragon clan; how would she show her face in public if this matter is left unattended? Look at her maid with her, what would she think of her?” “The blood of the royal purple dragon is sacred and cannot just be spilled by anyone,” Dimitrios s