Marvel Druid Novels & Stories

And she knew she had to confront it, to face her fears, to embrace her powers, to fulfill her destiny. As their truths unfolded, a shadowy figure watched from the darkness, his eyes glowing with a malevolent light. Drax, the evil rogue king, his face scarred and twisted, his heart filled with a dark, consuming hatred. He had been watching them, waiting for the moment when their bond would be tested, when their truths would be revealed, when they would be vulnerable. And now, he saw his chance. He saw the fear in their eyes, the doubt, the uncertainty. And he knew he had to strike, to shatter their bond, to destroy their quest for the Oracle.

Each Archdragon was blessed with the gift to control the element they were born with. There was the Archdragon of Earth a magestic golden brown color, much like the, color of sand kissed by the sun; his name was Alluvium, he ruled over the element of earth itself… the lush green fields and fertile soil were all under his command, the humans believed that if they had a good year of crop growth and fertile lands;that the Earth dragon was in a good mood or happy with them. If they could not find any wild animals to hunt or their crops failed to flourish, it meant that Alluvium was upset or angered depending on the gravity of the situation.

"I am the Alpha here . My mate is my equal and the Alpha female of this pack. After this comes the Beta and Beta female or second Beta followed by a Gamma and Gamma female or a second Gamma. You have already met my Beta Matt and you can meet my Gamma Theo anytime you want. After this comes other members of the pack that holds significant positions. In the Blue Orchid pack, we have two such positions. The Head Warrior is the person responsible for pack security and training warriors. Kira is the head Warrior in our pack. The next position is that of a pack Healer. Traditionally, a healer is someone who heals people. In earlier days, older wolves who lived longer than others had more knowledge

The next morning after a sleepless night of tossing in bed unable to clear the thought of Ellie from her mind Stacy walked into the conference room where Mal, Ellie, Valaria and Drake were waiting, funnily enough Drake was a Dragon-shifter, he joined the Pack about a month ago after hearing of Dominic and Valaria’s mating, he was the son of the Ice Queen and a very devout follower of her teachings, but like most Dragons, he has a curious and rebellious nature, Drake’s particular rebellion of choice was to join The All Kinds Pack and become their advisor to all things Preternatural, beside Mal, Drake was the oldest being in the Pack, he had seen more Preternatural events than the entire Pack

"How dare you even imply that my mate is a human? "It's Gwyddion, the druid," someone said in a fearful voice from beside me. "He never speaks unless it's very serious. If he says she's his mate, there might be some truth to it." I could vaguely remember what a druid was. Someone like a Celtic priest, but in some werewolf mythology could be some sort of a wizard. How I wish I had paid more attention during my classes. The druid looked up at the alpha without flinching. I could see a hint of a smile on his face, a clear indication he had no fear for him.

She was holding on to me and crying terribly. ' Who's fighting with undead skeletons then?' I questioned myself and looked back. Xavier and some other guy were fighting them. That other guy looked familiar. He had long blue hair and a very slender body. His complexion was pale white like marble. " W-Who is that guy?" I managed to utter those words with my swollen mouth. " Who?" Martina turns her face back and gets stunned. It means she was too unaware of that strange guy. " Hi, I'm Drystan. A Fallon by specie and magician by profession. Allow me to join your journey to the Elven kingdom,'' that young guy introduced himself along with his interest.

When Kiera lit him on fire, that fire first consumed the plants and then consumed him before he broke the spell and returned to his human or druidic form. The fool wouldn’t answer questions, but that didn’t matter. He was his mother’s son and a druid himself; he suspected what he needed to look up for a better understanding of what this fool did to himself. Walt Graves couldn’t get past the stupidity of this druid’s actions. He chose to do it to himself instead of to another. The druid didn’t hold his or anyone else’s lives in very high esteem. Walt could guarantee anyone he spoke to about him.

He was currently sparring with two massive wolfkin warriors simultaneously. Valen ducked under a heavy, sweeping strike from the first warrior. He spun perfectly on his heel, sweeping the legs of the second warrior before disarming the first with a brilliant, lightning-fast twist of his wooden blade. He laughed brightly, offering a hand to help the fallen wolf kin to his feet. There was no void in him. There was no terrible, world-ending magic sleeping in his veins. He was just a brilliant, fiercely capable young man who loved his pack. "He fights like you," Drax noted with a proud, gruff chuckle. "Too fast for his own good. But he hits like his father."

While Emma looked like Scarlett Johansson as Black Widow, the guy who was with her looked like Leonard from The Big Bang Theory. Marcus said something to the Druid and then walked forward. What was he doing? "We only got one stone. We are here for the other stone but haven't found it yet," said the Druid. Marcus moved closer to them with both hands raised before slightly kneeling down to place the stone on the floor. My heart was beating erratically, and I was worried sick that they were going to shoot Marcus once they got the stone. I guess we didn't have enough time to create a portal and disappear. And chances were, they might come with us just like how the Druid accompanied Marcus by hol

Is he a part of the Mafia or what? How can someone has brutal as this still exist. Jail he should to to jail. Fuck am calling the police. God......look at that body.... The chest which stood like an holy ground where I won't mind offering a prayer, then the v-line on his hips, just like a call of duty. A duty that would make you want to rip off his towel and show what's hidden behind to the world. Right in front of me is Xavier, well not just Xavier, a naked Xavier.