Mikey X Draken Novels & Stories

Axel stepped forward, his leather jacket still damp from the rain. “You’ve crossed into Moon Rider territory,” Axel growled, voice edged with authority. “Name yourself before I end your stride here.” The stranger’s lips twitched into half a smile, and his voice when it came was smooth, deep, carrying the weight of centuries. “I am Malrik Draikos. I come not as a foe… but as one who answers to a call older than your borders.” The wolves bristled and a few shifted partially, claws lengthening, eyes burning silver. But Axel’s gaze hardened and he took a single step closer, towering, his dominance saturating the air.

I asked sweetly, "would I do that?" His eyes remained locked on mine. "Because I said so." I folded my arms. "I'm afraid that's not a very convincing argument." "I don't need to convince you. I am Draco Castellano." "So?" I said with confidence. "No." I tilted my head thoughtfully. "I find your brothers fascinating." His jaw tightened. "They're charming in completely different ways." I added. Silence. "Daemon is entertaining." Another heartbeat. "Diavolo is observant." His gaze darkened. "And Draven..." I smiled. "...is surprisingly funny."

Hunter suggested that he would send some recruits to get some solid training from the North pack and Draken agreed to that as they dropped the call. Though they never said they were forming a treaty. But for Aurora, they were ready to put their egos and conflicts aside and join hands. Aurora had told him how Alonso talked about a one-eyed rogue whom Alpha Xander had helped once but Draken ain't stupid. When they went to Moon pack when Rasmus had a child. Draken had talked to Alpha Xander alone about the one-eyed rogue. Xander had told him that, that f*ctard of a rogue had assaulted his mate Emma in the past so Xander had taken his revenge and killed him brutally after making him go through e

, exterminating us and bounding the rest of us to her creations she deemed strong enough to match us and control us. Putting a leash on creatures of freedom. The ultimate punishment." The spite in her tone made me wince. I had my opinions on the matter but I kept them to myself. "In binding us to these bodies, she decided that it was not enough. We needed something stronger to balance all that power and strength, lest we destroy ourselves and the bodies in our violence. She created bonds that linked souls to each other. Giving us partners of equal strength. Partners that could handle us and we could handle in return. Of course, that was where the wench got the idea of mates.

It's perfect for me because even with his larger build and greater strength, I'm a worthy opponent in human form. Drakon heads to the center of the room with his back to the egg. I want him as far away from Pepper's son as possible. Drakon's silver eyes give away his intent a second before he charges in low. I leap over him and turn. My foot is up and I land a solid kick to his back which sends him toward Pepper.

Drake, This is Able, my training partner. I trust him with my life. His mate, Michelle is my best friend here. Thought I’d clarify that because you can probably smell me all over him. I’ve been thinking a lot about the day I left. Dominik let me in the library. I’ve been doing reading on a dragon bond. Your kind is very stingy about bloodlines. But did you know, there are hundreds of recordings of dragons mating with other species? I know you are going to say yes and that their mates died shortly after the bond was completed. But not all of them. Did you know the bookkeeper here is a dragon and that her mate is an Ascendant? They both live here, and I’ve talked a good deal with her. She says

"How did Drake get him, Star?" "It's a long story," I replied, knowing we didn't have much time. "Drake's a shape shifter, too." Annie's eyes narrowed. "I figured as much." "Where are Drake and Michaels now?" I asked, looking around. "I'm not sure where Drake is, but Michaels is in his room," Annie said, her eyes narrowing. "We don't have much time. Let's go." Quickly, Annie darted down a hallway, past some rooms. I followed her, hoping we could get Rick and Zac out quietly, then come back for Drake and Michaels. But I knew that was wishful thinking.

Jackson spat at the Bloodrayne spokeswolf. “We can discuss that when you meet my father,” Misha replied fawningly. “Fa– are you…Misha Drakin?” Jackon asked hesitantly. “It knows my name! I am flattered!” Misha exclaimed lightly. “Don’t be. Many know your name, Master Drakin,” Jackson replied coolly. “I like how you say that, nameless one,” Misha droned, “I think I might keep you,” he continued in the same tone, winking at Jackson.

"She's not unwanted. She's a Luna who will carry your heir, but before that, I will kill you first, and then, she'll follow you." Drake roared and started to be wild. He picked up the hunters one by one and moved quickly as he broke the hunters' heads mercilessly. "Get him, don't let the alpha gone in your sight!" The hunter in a black hat ordered as his men started to shoot and throw knives in Drake's direction. "Don't let your guard down!" Drake makes a thunderous howl as he sees the leader of the Hunters hurt Emily again and again with a metal chain.

I turn back towards the front and begin getting my stuff out when Kevin plops down next to me. "So where's your little boyfriend?" Kevin mocks. "What are you talking about?" I reply in annoyance. "You know the Draven guy at the festival the other day." Kevin says with a sirk. "You know what they say about the Draven's don't you?" He continues. "They say they are evil vampires and anyone who is around them for too long disappears never to be seen again." He finishes. Suddenly a loud thunk sound comes from my other side and I look to see Victor pulling out the chair next to me. I look back at Kevin who wears a smirk on his face.