My Golden Dragon Boyfriend Novels & Stories

On the seventh anniversary of my relationship with Jocelyn Porter, our friends decided to take the latest viral online quiz that matched people’s personalities to animals. One of our friends, Marvin Smith, lounged lazily on the sofa and asked Jocelyn, "So, what kind of animal am I?" "Cat," Jocelyn answered without a second thought. "You have a terrible temper, scratch people whenever you feel like it, and love making everyone miserable." Marvin was just about to raise an eyebrow when she smiled and straightened his collar. "But expensive cats are supposed to be spoiled. No matter how much money or patience it takes to care for one, they’re still worth it." Everyone burst into teasing l

Gold bled into the darkness, slow and certain, the way fire catches. I knew that look. I had seen it in mirrors, once, a long time ago. *What is your name?* I sent the thought outward carefully, the way you extend a hand to something injured. The dragon's jaw opened slowly. Fire gathered in its throat not a threat, not yet, but close. I tried again. *My name is Ryo. Prince Ryo Yan Shen. Son of Kairo the dragon king.* The jaw stopped moving. The fire dimmed slightly.

"We're going to have a child, Kael. Yselda confirmed it only minutes ago. Roughly six weeks along, she thinks." For a long moment, the Dragon King of Drakoria, who had faced down an army at his gates only hours before without so much as a tremor in his voice, stood utterly speechless, hand pressed to the place where their future had quietly, unknowingly, already begun to grow during the very weeks they'd spent fighting for their lives. When he finally looked up at her, tears were standing openly in his eyes, and he made no effort at all to hide them. "I spent that first night of the bond," he said, voice breaking, "certain I'd been handed nothing but misfortune. I have never, in my entire li

She glanced at Azian before continuing, "confusion. All three would have rightly acknowledged her as there mate. It makes no sense, Alpha and Omega were the only ones. A mate is a partner for all." Everybody began to see the truth to this, Abigail nodding along, finally remembering the bit about possessions. Ena seemed to be right. Once the elder witch read something it never left her memory. "Furthermore, we all know that a human cannot possibly be his mate. Unlike werewolves, Vampire's and Lycans, and ordinary dragons, a golden dragon’s mate cannot be human. His power would simply be too much for her to handle. Every golden dragon must have an equal, someone who is powerful as well, “she

said Drake, still clutching June tightly. June's back was now facing the mirror, so she had to turn back to look in the mirror. When June turned, she found that on her back was a golden mark that looked like a tattoo but was shining. The mark is round, resembling a dragon in a circle. June also just realized that her eyes were now shining golden. Whatever Drake had blown into his eyes made him like this. “W-what is that?” asked June. “A sign that you are The Dragon King's Mate,” replied Drake.

I stuttered Rebecca chuckled, "don't worry, you're not the first to have that reaction. He is a golden dragon. He is different in so many ways, " she began standing next to me as we watched the boys talk like they hadn't seen each other in years. "He is beautiful, I knew that the moment he was born, he isn't like us, he's perfect, maybe too perfect, " She sighed, "will you please get some water for the boys? " I nodded, amazed by her gentleness, gentle but with an air of authority.

I still dislike him leaving me here when he could be at risk, but so far, nothing out of the ordinary has happened. As soon as I hear the familiar click of him unlocking the door, I rise to my feet and rush to the door to greet him. “Welcome home,” I say, wondering if he wants me to do this at all. I’m not sure how to be a boyfriend. Dragons rarely date like this. It’s all lust and desire with us, so these expectations are new to me.

He almost sobbed out his release before collapsing over me. I stroked my hands through the wet tangle of his hair, and my heart soared as high as a dragon in the sky. “There isn’t going to be a brethren wife, is there, Aurien?” “No.” He lifted so that he could meet my eyes. “There wasn’t going to be a brethren wife from the moment I found you sleeping in my bed.” “You are my dragon,” I whispered. “My friend.”

I stated softly, feeling a bit choked up with how much I missed him. Unable to help myself, I hugged him close. Despite all the warnings about hugging, he quickly wrapped his arms around me, hugging me. "And I always will," he promised. "Please understand that I only want you to be safe." "I know," I agreed softly. There was a low growl that rumbled from the doorway caused us both to jump. Tohr stood there once again in his black leather, his hair still down, giving him a wild look. This man/Draygon was a warrior… a Golden Warrior, staring down at me with a look of possession that burned deep into me. I slipped out of Erik's hug and turned towards him fully. I wanted to dare him to forbid me

I curse for making it so obvious as I look at the wall waiting for the answer to my last question. “Now that you understand this you will understand the other information. I have a sort of bond with the other gold dragon. We can speak to each other across the distance with enough focus. From what has been gathered from him, we know that Slater was once a part of their bond” He says. My eyes widen as I step closer to him. This is what I was looking for. This is the information I need to find him. “If he was a part of their bond then they could find him. They can take me to him even” I tell them with excitement. It looks like all of this wasn't a waste of time.