Mikey X Draken Novels & Stories

His head moved to bow to me too, and I raced to return the gesture before moving forward. The same happened when I passed by Ryle—the smoky violet dragon, Rohan—the flaming red dragon, Aldric—the desert orange beast, Egan—the ochre behemoth, Elvira—with her white scales, and the twins, Kelan and Declan—proud of their metallic blue shade. They were all beautiful beasts I had the pleasure of knowing. They were all deadly too. Very deadly. I certainly don’t want to cross them in the future. I was so engrossed with their generous treatment that I only noticed the path to the stage already on the water. I was past the shoreline now and I was surrounded with water on both sides.

I hear several footsteps and screams, step out of the room, find Drake sitting in his chair with his head tilted back. "What's happened? " "He tried to hit me, but Zack was walking by and stopped him. " I let out a sigh and place a kiss on the top of his skull. "That guy's crazy, I don't want him to hurt you. " "No the one who will hurt them is me! "

Draco roars, sending his lighting everywhere. “On second thought. You look really powerful. Perhaps you can teach me,” Xylon suggests. I would laugh if this was not a matter of life and death. “Can you make the lightnings rainbow or into shapes and stuff?” he asks. “Oh, I know! Can you make it into Christmas shapes like Santa and Rudolf on a slay? The thunder could sound like a carol.” Now Draco is fuming while our Lycan king shakes his head. “And I thought Xena was the crazy one. It is all of you,” he links, but this is funny. Draco is so angry, it is taking everything in me not to laugh.

Above the collar of his dark dress shirt, I could see tattoos of strange dark runes peaking out along his pale skin. The man beside him had shaggy chocolate brown hair that curled slightly at the ends. A red and plaid shirt stretched tightly over his broad shoulders. I didn’t need to see his face to know who he was. My throat tightened and my heart raced in my chest. What was my boss from Moonlight doing in a dragon’s lair? Lucian let out a low growl and I knew that he was feeling my panic. Drake shifted on the couch, slowly turning to face me. His eyes widened and I looked down at the floor, unable to meet his eyes.

"Well, now that that's done, let me make official introductions. I'm Drace McKeenish. Dragon shifter of the McKeenish clan. I'm here to be your official guide in dragon training." The door burst open behind us. Ari stormed in, lightning curling up her arms, her sapphire eyes lit from within. Tove and Thane hurried in behind her, their fists raised. Ari stopped cold when she took a good look at Drace. She shook out her arms and smiled, the light of battle fading from her blue gaze. "Drace, you must have masked your energy trail. I didn't feel it until moments ago and it didn't read as you." She glided over the floor and pulled the other woman into her arms.

"Then his son, Prince Xander burnt him" Her uncle and cousin had done that?. Now, she remembered. She did mention the story of her trial and her father's death to them when she visited them two days ago. "So now, you're a mated wolf", Mikayla had stated the obvious which had made Diya nod before Malaysia spoke up. "Malachi has found his mate too but she's an ice drakaina and he's upset". "Why?". "He wanted a fire drakaina". "What's her name?".

“I think... it’s dangerous. For her. For me. For everyone. But I also think I’d burn the fucking world down if anyone tried to take her from me.” “Sounds like a mate bond to me,” I murmured. He growled. “Shut up, featherbrain.” I smirked. “Noted.” We both turned to face the rest of the field, watching as Dee trained her pack with that fire in her eyes and a body made for war. Draken’s stare softened, just a hair. Almost human. “She’s gonna kill me someday,” he muttered. I smiled. “She’s gonna save you,” I said. Draken didn’t reply. But he didn’t deny it either.

But if I wanted to keep my head, it was probably for the best I'd just shut up. “I'm gonna kill you. All of you!” He growled. “W… we have…” Micah started, “...a common… enemy.” The truth. But it wasn't enough to stop Draken. Not until he was rid of his final breath. But then… all a sudden… he let go. Micah plummeted to the floor, and my body moved before I could control it, rushing to his side. His pulse was weak. His breathing, even weaker. “What the hell is that smell?” Draken growled. His head whipped back, and his eyes widened the moment they caught it.

Madchen was in awe, she had never seen such a beautiful sight, and her eyes lit up with wonder. An arm wrapped around her waist, and she looked up to see Drago peering over her shoulder. His long black hair was slicked back with a leather strap at the nape of his neck, and he was dressed in a green t-shirt and khaki shorts. “Do you like it here?” he asked her? “It’s beautiful,” Madchen was entranced by the tropical beauty of the Keys. “Not as beautiful as you,” “HuH” Drago grabbed her by the shoulders, turning her to face him.

Mikey said as he stood up, pulling me close to him and lifting me off the ground like a bride being carried on her wedding day. I heard my father, DK, and the rest of the people outside as they were about to walk in but before they can, Mikey darted past them and he started running away. “I’m sorry, Uncle Drake,” Mikey said as he paused in front of my father, "but Anya and I needed to talk." I can see DK ready to jump but Mikey didn’t wait anymore second and started running while carrying me in his arms. Mikey was a very fast runner, and it doesn't matter if he was in his wolf form or not, no one can beat him when it comes to running.