Novel & Cerita My Daughter Is A Dragon

The pup who happens to be my daughter’s mate, unfortunately, spoke as he held up his fingers. “Spit it,” I growled and felt the fur on my arms rise when Mera placed her soft hand on my arm and squeezed it. Mera turned to Hunter. “Go on,” she smiled, making my wolf growl. My mate shot me a pointed look and I hung my head. I hear Hunter steady his breath before he exhales loudly. “Your daughter is the white dragon from the prophecy,” he said and I looked up at him so fast, ready to burst into laughter. Oh you’ve got to be kidding me.

she says, her voice fading to just above a whisper. “What happened to your mother?” I ask and she sighs tiredly. “Giving birth to a Fire Dragon is dangerous, giving birth to a Fury Dragon, even more so. There aren’t many female Fury Dragons around because they usually die giving birth.” She stares at her hands. “So did your mom die then?” I ask, cringing when I realize how insensitive it sounded. “Yeah, she burst into flames just as I was born. There wasn’t even a body left to bury. My father raised me, that’s usually what happens, the father raises the offspring.”

Haelyn offers but she shakes her head. "I'd like it if you both leave now." # "Your daughter is such a pain in the ass," I mutter. "Do you want me to punch you?" Kandra growls. "I'm sorry I'm just saying that if you had raised her differently—" "Mika, I raised her fine, female dragons have no maternal instincts and her father wasn't exactly around to help so I did the best I could with what I had," she snaps. "And that explains your daughter's behavior."

The anticipation was palpable, and the prospect of our long-awaited meeting was just within reach. A few weeks ago, I began to feel the awakening of my powers. As the flames blazed to life, I couldn’t help but marvel at their captivating hue—a luminous shade of blue that danced in the air. At that moment, my dragon, Makhlai—though she insists on being called Katie—spoke to me with a fiery sass that only she could muster. I cherish her spirited personality and feel incredibly fortunate to have her beside me.

she added as I shook my head. "Its the baby dragon it's what they do." I sighed weakly. "What stops it?" She asked. "Nothing stops it but the father being near and his scent and energy lessens it." my Grandmother said from my bedroom. "this is why we are a dying bred, dragon baby's pull energy from the fathers being close." she added settling herself down on a chair by the vanity. "Has Danny been around?" Casey asked. "A little." I sighed as she helped me to my feet.

I stepped into the cage and peeked up at the large purple and blue dragon that sat in the back corner, resting after a long day of flying around with her master, who happened to be one of the councilmen I had appointed recently. I appointed councilmen to help keep things orderly in the underground city, Dragon Valley. “Sapphire,” I greeted the dragon, lowering my head in respect to the gorgeous beast. “I have your daughter.” Sapphire’s head lifted and her gorgeous blue eyes widened at the sight of the baby dragon, chirping happily in my hands. I knew the large beast was depressed when we found her baby missing. But now that I had found her, things should be restored. Sapphire flew to her fee

"You are the master of this magnificent creature." I was stunned into silence for an instant. My dragon was chewing at my skin, insisting—mine, ours, take her. I compelled control instead, my voice louder than I intended. "Who are you?" Her lips drew up into a smile, like I'd done something amusing. "Aurora," she answered softly. "Daughter of Aaron. I'm assuming you know this already before asking." The name rang in my ears. Aaron. A powerful man. A legend. His blood ran through her veins, and suddenly, everything made sense.

Human traders move through the streets carrying goods from distant cities that once knew nothing about magic. Children run everywhere. That is perhaps the most wonderful change of all. In the decade since the bridge opened, more shifter children have been born than in the previous fifty years combined. Dragons once feared their race would fade. Now their laughter fills entire valleys. “Mom!” The shout comes from above. I glance upward just in time to see two small dragon shapes swoop across the sky. One is unmistakably my son. Jakob. Ten years old and already flying like he was born with the wind beneath his wings.

___ Reca's daughter was seen entering the palace, stepping on the dead bodies, not minding the smell oozing around as she walked on them. Her once dark hair was no longer dark but red in color. The roars of the two dragon's were heard as the ground beneath her began to shake. She heads towards the roar of the dragons. ___ Kira stared at Storm in disbelief. "Meaning?" she asked. ___ Reca's daughter entered the place the two dragons were and instead of eating her up, the two dragon's all bowed their stony heads at her before facing each other. Then fire blew out which formed a door.

I hissed at him this time. “Daydra denying me doesn’t work like the wolves and Lycans also your a fucking dragon too or did you forget this while making googly eyes at dick-features over there huh?” He retorted. “I am not a dragon, I am King Aaron's daughter, a vampire and my mother was a Lycan, I will deny you and your bullshit “! I stated. “NOW HOW THE FUCK DO I REJECT YOU” I yelled at him. “Daydra don’t do this please, I’m not doing this for just me or worrying only about myself baby girl”He said.