Lysandra Sea Dragon Novels & Stories

"Who?" Alaric stepped aside—and there he was. Kylan. Tall, composed, his eyes gleaming with something soft… familiar. His presence, once only a quiet shadow in her past, now stood vividly before her. He smiled as if greeting an old friend long gone. > "Now that you've awakened as Selene," he asked, voice low but steady, "do you remember me?" Lysandra's lips parted with a smile—warm, calm. > "I'm still Lysandra, Kylan. I may carry Selene's memories… her power, her pain—but I am still me." Her eyes met his. "Just with a few more lifetimes in between."

Shamira had the sinking feeling that she would never have free time again. The new addition that had hatched turned out to be another male. He was also a Sea Serpent, which was a type of Moon Dragon. Archimedes had identified it quickly based on some old pictures and they had quickly gotten it to the pond while the pool was being built. The Sea Serpents could breathe above and below the surface and could live in both salt and fresh water. And they could apparently get big. Really big.

“What is that smell?” “Lizard. Komodo dragon to be specific. But there’s also Lycan, water dragon, and fire dragon. Two fire dragons, one with the Komodo dragon and one with a Lycan. The Lycan and water dragon is female,” he says. “The winged Lycan girl,” I say nodding. I’m filtering through the scents as he talks them through with me, trying to decipher them as he is. “There’s a very strong Lycan and fire dragon scent over here,” I tell him.

Primus is flustered, “Then where is the proof? Why have there not been more mixed species offspring between dragons and their human pets? Considering how many dragons keep humans as toys, there should be thousands of them at the very least." “You're assuming that just because you haven’t heard of it it must be true.” She shakes her head. “What if I were to tell you that in other parts of our planet, the stories are different? What if I were to tell you that in other parts of this world, there is more diverse life than we see here? Luxandra is not the standard. Our continent is the exception to the rule. It's been a long time since there has been a human mated to a dragon, but it has happened

I ask as I pull my robes from her grasp, "There are many ships that sail on the Luxandrian Sea. Fleets of them." Tugging on a long, silver chain just underneath her clothing, Oaestra pulls until a large bauble dangles from the end. It looks like a miniature globe with iridescent metal rings that are whirling, their edges flashing in the dim sunlight. t And at its core is the same blue crystal sacred to the moon dragons. As I watch, the crystal projects the image of a small city resting on a wide, flat disk. On top of the disk are forests and lakes and homes, and around all of that is a protective bubble that encases everything, keeping those inside safe.

Her shoulders trembled, and for a second, Echo seemed to shrink further into herself, like she expected pain to fall from above at any moment. “My name is Lysandra,” Lys said. “I was Siren series three‑seven‑nine‑something‑something, depending on who you asked. I had been wearing a collar for years. I burned it out from the inside. I killed the woman who built it.” Echo’s eyes narrowed. “The Mother,” she said softly. “Yes,” Lys said. Silence sprawled between them, punctuated by the distant thump of bass from a bar’s sound system and the drip of water from a leaky pipe overhead.

She lay on the ground, appearing extremely weak. Adrian’s brows furrowed as he approached her, but he did not dare to get too close. Real dragons in this world possessed unique characteristics, a fact that Adrian had learned in his previous life. Judging by the powerful flames emanating from her, Lyra was a fire dragon, and the flames emanating from her were highly aggressive. He did not dare to assure himself that he would be safe by getting close to her The weakened Lyra collapsed. "Are you still alive?" Adrian frowned.

Alpha Dillion explains. I watch as Travian looks at Alphas Grayston and Quade. I can tell that they are not sure if they want to tell these wolves exactly what kind of dragon Ty, Reyna, and I are. I let Ty know we could trust them and that they would be good allies. “I am a rare black crystalline opal dragon while my friend Reyna is a rare ammolite dragon. Elayni is a hybrid water. She is part water dragon and part mermaid.” Ty states,

Brie said, trying not to laugh herself. Another sharp crack echoed from the egg, silencing the room. Fifteen minutes later, the shell split apart completely, and a hatchling wriggled free a dark blue dragon with a crimson belly. The little creature flapped its wings as if eager to take flight. No one was surprised to see it was male. Through the mind-link, Trace told Mikan they would need to discuss the southern throne later. Mikan silently agreed.