Marvel Dragon Novels & Stories

Selene pushes his head, leaning back to get away from his embrace. "Why are you obsessed with her child? Do you not know who she is? She is our Queen, and Lord Jones will grant no mercy to those who touch her!" Veronica roughly pulls the dragon away. "Why did you touch me?" Selene asks as the shifter sits on the flimsy cot. "I'm Drogo, a Celtic Dragon. I am a dragon of fertility- I can sense and bless pregnancies." "What are you doing kidnapping vampires and wolves? More importantly, why are you aligning with a dark witch? Aren't Celtic Dragons the bringers of balance-impartial on matters?" Veronica hovers above the beast. The third-in-command hated dragons. They were arrogant and cocky towa

Her dragon had always been very protective of me, even if I was considered a mistake. "He is an alpha; it is very well it could have happened. Adam is strong." Heat filled the room; my mother's dragon was coming forth. She was strong, maybe stronger than her Alpha mate. She was an orphan, and no one knew the true origin of her parents. Mother kept that part secret; she didn't want to cause rumors or doubt in her mate's tribe.

It was a sandy brown color with black markings all over its face, body, and was slamming its body into the stadium wall. “A dragon!” someone from the stands screamed. The monster let out a roar. “Sophia, go after them!” her mentor ordered. ‘Go after who?’ she thought. Leon and Zain were running down the stadium wall towards that damn beast that could kill them mindlessly with a swish of its tail. ‘Those idiots!’ Sophia and Major Dylan took off at the same time with Sophia down the wall, chasing after her two idiots of teammates that she was going to murder when this was all over, and her mentor and towards the King and his family.

As you now know; archdragons have no mates… for many millenniums archdragons were males, as in the human world the male species is always favored when it comes to power and carrying a legacy forward. Our dragon goddess Drakina believed that it was a time for change. When the time came for the birth of new archdragons, it was her will to move the entire universe into a new direction. Each element was given a male egg to protect and nurture, but the fire archdragons woke up to a glowing red in the hands of the goddess herself,

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.

she added quietly. “It is as I suspected,” he replied. “Thank you for your insight Meguitte.” “Talen… One last thing.” She hesitated. “Sigrid’s vampire, Samuel. Has Tony spoken to you about him?” “No,” Talen was puzzled. “What about him?” “It turns out that he is a dragon.” There was silence on the other end, and then Talen cleared his throat. “That’s certainly interesting. Thank you for letting me know - ” He was being politely patient, uncertain what the topic had to do with him, other than being an interesting piece of information.

“Let’s not waste time pretending this is a misunderstanding.” Darion swallows. “You don’t understand what Malrec is offering,” he says hoarsely. I stop directly in front of him. “No,” I reply. “I understand perfectly.” His eyes brighten slightly, as though he believes he has found a sliver of sympathy. “Then you must see reason. Dragons ruling both realms again, restoring our rightful dominance—” My fist strikes him before he finishes the sentence. The crack of bone against flesh echoes sharply through the chamber. Darion slumps forward against the chains, blood spilling from his mouth.

Lin Su'er gave the little dragon a way to kill the monster, and after the little dragon understood, Lin Su'er immediately moved to attack the Living Blood Corpse. "Damn it! Use my power again, after everything is settled I'll go back to sleep!" said the little dragon, whose eyes turned red as he stared intently at the Living Blood Corpse. The little dragon seriously searched for traces of the monster's core while Lin Su'er was busy holding the monster back so it wouldn't start sucking the blood of the people there. The little dragon's face grew angrier because almost two hours had passed and it still hadn't found the monster's core. For some reason, the monster fighting Lin Su'er seemed to h

I sat down on the chair facing the sofa and I let my eyes return to normal. “The moment the King lays eyes on Abigail he’ll want her to bond with Prince Nicu. The strongest dragon in existence is the gray dragon. The silver white dragon is next in line, then comes the violet dragon and so on. Royal Dragons have always been what is known as Russian Violet, the darkest shade. We all know the darker the shade the stronger the dragon.” “A woman born of a man with a strong dragon is desirable but the bond has always been respected.” If we were normal people Sorin would’ve been right, but we weren’t.

"I am so tired of you all treating me like a doll! I won't break if I get a few scratches!" At my shout, three men's mouths hit the ground. "My god, Mara. You almost bleed out before we could get you to the Sorcerer to heal you. And you still want to go after him? That's suicide and you know it! Sólas is a Draygon, Mara, one of the most powerful ones! Do you really want him to succeed in whatever he was trying to do to you!?" Erik spewed angrily. I know what he did to you, Mara. Tohr said to me, his molten golden eyes boring into me.