Love Phoenix And Dragon Novels & Stories

I laid in the bedroom while studying Phoenixs’ old school books. I practiced a few small spells and while trying a light spell but next thing I knew...boom! Phoenix opened the door and coughed from the smoke, “Selene, what are you doing?” He coughed out, I looked at him from my spot on the bed; when the smoke cleared, Phoenix stared at me then started laughing,

Looking back through his shoulder, he gazed at her until she turned left to the other side of the road and disappeared from his sight. 'Did she said, she loves dragon?' He thought. He waited there for a couple of minutes, her words affected him deeply. Ever since he gained the power of a dragon, he never heard someone say they love dragons. In this present world, dragons are forgotten long ago. A tapping of hand on his shoulder brought him back from his thoughts. He then realized he was standing in the middle of the footpath, lost in the thought of a random girl, who loves dragons. "You good man?" The man who tapped on his shoulder asked.

I rocked back and forth in joy. Lexus stared at me the whole time, even when we weren’t speaking. “It’s a meal only served on special occasions. They say the recipe calls for a little bit of pixie dust as a spice.” I wasn’t sure how pixie dust tasted but if that’s what made it so good then it was maybe the best ingredient ever. Participating in dragon shifter culture pleased my dragon self and the rest of myself too.

The dragon was beginning to panic. “It’s okay,” Harry caught Jules’ snout between his hands, feeling the hot dry breath of the dragon’s fearful exhale blow up their legs and torso, lifting the strands of their hair. “Jules, it’s okay. Calm down, my lover, my darling, my mate. I have you. You are safe.” They saw the words register in the dragon’s eyes, their gazes locking. “It’s okay, my heart, my beautiful, beautiful mate,” Harry crooned. “You are safe with me.”

Loras' body contracts and he lets out a groan as the salty taste fills her mouth. She smiles and gets next to him, wrapping her arms around his now relaxed body. "Woman... If I knew what that mouth could do I would have lost our little bet since before we made it." He sighs and pulls her closer in a tight cuddle. "Now will give me the answers?" She asks. "Ah yes... That's the other thing that mouth can do." "Annoy you?" "Greatly. But It's worth it." He sighs dramatically and Astrid laughs. "The dragon's fire kills everything it touches. The only exception are members of the royal bloodline. Dragon tamers."

Seraphina’s fingers trembled slightly as she moved her knight across the board, her heart pounding in her chest. Adrian watched her with a serious expression, his sharp gaze flicking between her face and the board. She held her breath, waiting for his next move. Then, without hesitation, Adrian captured her knight with his bishop. “Pathetic,” he murmured, barely looking up at her. “You hesitate too much. That’s why you’re weak.”

The fabric pooled at her feet, leaving her in nothing but black lace and the phoenix tattoo on her wrist that marked her rebirth. Rafael's intake of breath was audible. "Jesus, Natalie. You're..." "What?" "Perfect." He traced the tattoo with one finger, his touch feather-light. "This is beautiful. What does it mean?" The question hit her like a physical blow. The phoenix was everything—her death, her rebirth, her transformation from victim to avenger. It was the symbol of rising from ashes, of becoming something stronger and more dangerous than what came before. But she couldn't tell him that. So she gave him a version of the truth instead.

Alaric muttered, but Darius stepped forward. "Not nonsense. Prophecy." He looked at me with eyes that held millennia. "The three Phoenix Lords. First, Third, and Last. I'm the First. My brother is the Third. And you, impossible child, are the Last." "I'm not a Phoenix Lord—" "You're something better. Something we never expected." He touched my face gently, and I felt power older than mountains. "You're the daughter of a phoenix who loved a wolf. Not a political match. Not a breeding experiment. Love. Real, true, destroy-the-world-to-save-you love."

Raya’s eyes go wide before looking at my mother in panic. “Okay so Lily.. I understand now that you might have found out who we are.. what we are,” my mother begins to say, pausing as she tries to find the right words to say to me. “And I just want to tell you I did the best I could, leaving your father to be the best mom I could, and to raise you the right way. I am not sorry for it, however I guess you did have the right to know who and what you are, yes Lily you are a witch and dragon. You weren’t supposed to have a dragon you know.. female dragons are a dying species and the dragons magic is dying, male dragons are getting angry because they cannot produce anymore female dragons. They ar