Lysandra Sea Dragon Novels & Stories

Her eyes widen and she looks at Avani, who gives her a wide-eyed ‘surprise’ look. “Who?” “Her name is Kaylani. She’s the water dragon.” I pull her plate over so she can eat while sitting in my lap. “Does she look like you or Avani?” Palila puts my plate in front of me and I mouth a ‘thank you’ to her. “Neither. While you and I are fire dragons and our dragons are red, Avani is the Earth dragon and his dragon is green. Kaylani is the water dragon and her dragon is blue."

Kailo shifts quickly, his clothes ripping, and his body increasing in size. In seconds, Kailo becomes a large orange-red dragon, with a muscular form and short, powerful wings. “He’s not a Fury,” I mutter in realization. One of the guards nods. “Lyza and her uncle are the only Fury dragons that anyone knows of.” I hear a cry and see Lyza on her hands and knees. Her face is twisted in pain as her bones move and rearrange themselves. Her skin slowly becomes black and scaled, and her limbs bend into clawed feet.

replied Zellin with her dazzling beauty. “Vladimir, I entrust this place to you. Zellin, let's go!” Cassia exclaimed as she jumped onto Zellin's back. *** From the ocean. Red Magic Tower and Floating Fortress Flora floated side by side in stealth mode. The seawater churned, forming whirlpools in several places. From the whirlpool emerged a group of water dragons with aquamarine scales. Ryu, the strongest dragon from the sea , appeared before Queen Lena Omanelis.

Draken, his eyes locked onto the soaring creature, replied, "It's an ancient protector, Sasha. It might not understand words, but actions and intent." Lysandra, her hands glowing with an ethereal light, said, "Perhaps it responds to the old magics. Let me try something." She began chanting in an ancient tongue, her voice harmonizing with the wind. The creature momentarily hesitated, its massive wings causing gusts as it hovered, seemingly intrigued by Lysandra's chant. Maris, sensing an opportunity, whispered, "There's a connection. Lysandra, continue your chant. Nebula, can you amplify it, resonate it across the cosmos?"

Healers went among them with sad attitudes. "Sheila," a voice said. Dr. Lysandra was the chief healer. Her face was filled with concern as she approached me. "I'm glad you're here." "What can I do?" I inquired, feeling an intense need to assist. "We don't know what this is," Lysandra said. "Our normal therapies are not working.

she whispered. "That's where my memory becomes frustratingly vague," Lysandra admitted. She turned to face Elara, and there was something almost apologetic in her expression. "The details have faded with time. But I remember the gist of it, this child would be born to rule. Not just one realm, but both." "Both?" Elara asked. "Fae and werewolf?" "Yes," Lysandra confirmed. "Through her seeds. Through her heirs. She would be the bridge that unified two worlds that have been separate for millennia."

All business now, I love how he can be a loving mate and a rightful king. “Yes, your Majesty,” both Ryan and Jason say in unison, nodding their heads at Creed. “Why are you searching for Lily's mother, Creed,what happened to her?” Alexandra asks wide eyed, her voice sounding so small compared to earlier. “Oh my goddess Creed, how did we forget to tell her?” I ask and smack a hand to my forehead. Creed chuckles before bringing her up to speed. Once she is all caught up, she asks in disbelief, “So… you’re telling me..Danny Further is Lily's father. Lily is the last female dragon, and He's been hunting her and her mother down, looking for them, for the last twenty ish years and if he finds out

In his mind, the blue dragon I bore in the past life was entirely my fault. Arrogant fool. Lysander helped me to my feet. His entire body radiated murderous intent. A powerful aura spread through the air around him. "Drakon Vexis," he said, his voice low and deadly. "You have crossed my boundaries again and again. Do you truly think I will not harm you?" Faint golden light began to shimmer across his skin. My heart jumped. Was Lysander also a Gold dragon? Now was not the time to reveal that secret. I grabbed his arm and spoke softly.

I lifted my teacup and drank before anyone could notice that my wolf wanted to remove Lysandra's tongue. She appeared close to Asterion's age, perhaps thirty, with dark red hair bound at her nape and a pale scar cutting from her left temple toward her cheek. She wore no jewels beyond the iron insignia of White Thorn upon her collar. Her fitted traveling coat still carried frost along its hem. Nothing about her resembled the ornamental daughters Father once invited to Crescent Ice. She looked like an Alpha because she had survived becoming one. Lysandra's gaze found me. The polite warmth she had offered my mates vanished. "Pandora Seitz."

He was the type who got in a lot of trouble mostly because of his tendencies to mess around with objects and dangerous acts. Among them, he was the handy type, great at anything physical from martial arts, racing, motorcycling, crafting objects using woods and metals, engineering and gun shooting. Lysandra, who was actually the eldest one among them, was a creative and passionate soul who was quite stubborn and radiant at the same time. She was working as a commercial actress as well as a business owner of her own jewelry line. Her signature style was wearing bold colors paired with neutral. Despite being so different, they actually cared for each other deep down and maintained a solid frien