Monkey D. Dragon Novels & Stories

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

Jackson, leaning forward with keen interest, interrupted, “Does it happen instantly? Or does it take time?” Shaking his head with a mysterious expression, Dragon replied, “There’s no fixed rule. Sometimes, the feeling is immediate and powerful. Other times, it’s gradual, like slowly discovering a missing piece of yourself.” But Jerry, not entirely satisfied with the answer, gave Dragon a challenging look. Suddenly, he asked a question that was like a stone dropped into still water: “And you, Dragon? Who is your mate?”

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.

I said turning to my dragon, who removed steam from his nose. Aloha Monad was going to say something, but his wife stopped him and whispered into his ears. He looked at her with doubt in her eyes. "Very well then, you are welcome to dine with us at Green Land Pack." He mumbled. "Thank you very much for your hospitality. Can I ask that my dragon be giving a good meal? We rode all night just to be here." I asked. "What does your dragon eat?" He asks. "Omegas." They all gasped in shock but I laughed it off.

Each item the Dragon provided was rare and precious, especially the Advanced Earth-Type Defense Skills and Cultivation Pill. The Dragon's Safehaven was amazing, but he could only use it for a minute per use. Wilbur could use it three times a day, but the Dragon's Safehaven was not a safe bet if he was in extreme danger. For example, the battle with Mondorra made Wilbur realize the limitations of the Dragon's Safehaven. It could protect him from any harm for a minute, but Tina and Kyra were not protected at all. Wilbur wanted to get some information out of Mondorra, but he had to kill him as soon as possible to protect the ladies.

'D-Drake. Someone called him again, but then he realized that Emily was calling him. His jaw clenched as he faced the hunters. "You're ungrateful, human! You dare to hurt that unwanted Luna—the stray?" he roared. The hunters moved backward as Drake suddenly shifted into a wild werewolf. His eyes turned red. "Unwanted, Luna? Stray?" The hunter scoffed as his men laughed soundly. "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."

“Dad gets these when he’s out searching for missing kids. He realized that I liked them so now, every time he’s away, he brings one home for me. I know when I first got here, I felt sad and lonely. It was a lot to take in, so I thought you might want a stuffed animal too. It’s not much, but it’s nice to have something to hold onto when you’re feeling sad.” She pulls out what looks like a blue dragon. “Is that a water dragon?” I ask. “Mmhmm, I have an air dragon, a fire dragon and an earth dragon too. You can keep this one, since I heard you have water dragon DNA. I’ll have dad get me another one.” Brooke takes it and wraps her arm around. “Thank you.” “Okay everyone, Brooke needs her rest. Y

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.

1 The sun shone brightly over the city of Drayhoone, and King Mikan thought to himself that it was going to be a good day. He had promised his cousin Rodic that he would be present for his second transition into dragon form. The first transformation was always private, and Mikan had not been allowed to attend. Because of the bond they shared, his presence could have interfered with Rodic’s choice of trainer. But he had sworn to be there for the boy’s second change.

His pupils grew round and full, like a bird of prey watching a mouse. What was Spencer? What had I gotten myself into? I should have just stayed home and confronted Nolan and my sister. If I had it would suck, but I wouldn’t be about to be possibly murdered by someone who might not be human. A rumbling growl came from deep in Spencer’s chest and he leaned back slightly on his barstool. Watching me with those eerie looking eyes. “I’m a dragon.” The words were raspy and didn’t sound human. It was almost a growl, but not quiet, something animalistic. A warning.