Novel & Cerita Naruto Half Dragon Fanfiction

I swallowed frantically, choking slightly on the sheer volume of his seed, but forcing it down my throat just as he demanded, tasting every single drop of his power over me. More of it spilled over my lips, leaking out the corners of my mouth and tracking down my chin, painting me in his mark just like he promised. Draco stood completely still for a long, agonizing moment, his chest heaving, his fingers slowly loosening their death grip on my hair. He let out a long, shuddering breath, looking down at me as I knelt there on the hard floor, breathless, tear-streaked, and thoroughly ruined.

In his place is a young man who still has his mother’s blond hair, but now his body is built very much like Cal’s, like the Alpha dragon that he is. Suddenly, Iniko’s nose lifts in the air and his eyes connect with someone in the crowd. “Mate!” he growls. **This story will continue in Iniko: A New Beginning, Book 8 of the Elemental Dragon series.

Dragon was different—polite, calm, rational—and that was what frightened her. She approached him and asked boldly, curiosity mixing with defiance, "What are you doing, Dragon? Why do you act like nothing happened? What are you planning?" Dragon took a deep breath, stepping closer to her. With a mix of love and pain, he said, "I’m trying to kill the old Dragon—the cruel one who lost his little mate. I changed, Jenny. I changed for you." She glared at him in anger, recalling his words that she would only ever be Dragon’s whore. The powerful slap. His control. She continued to stare at him but decided to ignore everything, even his ghostly words that made her heart tremble.

I know because I carry a bit of that trait myself, but unlike a true universal dragon, I am a true fire dragon with only a touch of celestial power. What if Carnelia and my Daax were something more? "We need to try something," I take her hand in mine. "Try shifting just this hand." "What?" "Just try it, think of your half-dragon form. Change your hand just enough to show me scales and talons." She closes her eyes. It takes a few minutes, but slowly scales begin to sprout as her hand increases in size. Her talons as dark as night seem to absorb the light, rather than reflect it.

Reed’s biological father killed his mother’s Alpha mate with ease, so Reed must be something dangerous. “I’m half...” He looks at me directly then, his eyes seeming to look right into my soul. “I’m half dragon.” The words linger in the silence between us, hanging like an unfinished note. My mind whirls with images—dragon stories from my childhood, their legendary power, formidable size, and mythical abilities. “Dragon?” I whisper. He nods slowly, never breaking eye contact. “Yes, dragon, but a very specific kind of dragon.” “A specific kind?” “A hydra dragon—one with many heads and little control over them. My father, for example, let his heads control him instead of controlling them.”

At this point, she was sure the dragon was in control,but as suddenly as he changed, Drago came back to himself. “He will not hurt you,” he whispered in her ear,”he just wants to enjoy his mate.” “Mmm,” Madchen moaned and all her inhibitions dissipated like a mist into the night. Drago wasted no time as he sat up, and ripped his shirt off, revealing his perfectly toned abs and pecs.He pulled her up with him. They were chest to chest now,Madchen completely absorbed in the bliss that was Drago, her sexy onyx dragon. Suddenly, his lips claimed hers with a fiery passion, demanding entrance to her delicious mouth with his tongue. Madchen Allowed it, letting him lead as he explored her mouth. Soon

With my pregnant body, I had no desire to invite trouble. Lysander warned me again and again before he reluctantly left. To avoid running into Drakon and Vania, I took my walks only around our own chambers. But Drakon seemed to be waiting for me. Every time he saw me, he came to boast. Again and again, he said the same things. His child would be a golden dragon. Mine would only be a lowly blue dragon. I grew tired of hearing it. For peace, I stopped leaving our chambers altogether.

It had been five days since her betrothal. Duncan watched the passion in Arianna and how she put her all into whatever Selene was teaching her. Her dragon was still not fully connected with her—it was a gradual process due to her Alpha blood, according to Selene. More of her hair had turned silver, but Nyra helped dye it to conceal her identity for now. “She will be great,” Lucas said beside him. Duncan, not realizing when his friend had come to stand next to him, didn’t bother glancing his way, keeping his gaze fixed on Arianna talking with her sister.

“Look around you, Iniko! Other than the Elementals, Cal, and yourself, show me one dragon who isn’t a hybrid or someone who wasn’t created in a laboratory. Your own mate used to be a fucking human. Are you going to laugh at her because now she has the DNA of two shifters and dragon? What about me, Iniko? Are you going to laugh at me because I’m part dragon and part Lycan?” She turns, looking around at the crowd that has surrounded us. “Naida, Kenzo, Ajax, Emmi, Elio, Tesha, Kano … the list goes on and on, Iniko. How fucking selfish are you to whine about the fact that you were reincarnated into a perfect dragon when nearly half of this Academy would probably give a major organ in their body

Drake frowned at his observation. "Thinking about it, I do feel like you are right. She created three pairs. They are said to keep both the dragons and the fae united. Nyra is a half-fae, and I am a Dragon. I think this might be the pattern here. If the men are from the dragon race, then the woman would definitely have connections to the Fae race. That is how she planned to unite us. If one from each race is selected, then they would definitely take care of both the races. She planned it all" Drake slowly understood everything.