Natsu Becomes A Dragon Fanfiction Novels & Stories

My father said. “I have a question.” Nix spoke up. “I promise I am being serious, okay. Don’t take this the wrong way, but has anyone else tried to picture a hairy dragon?” The room was silent, and I know everyone was trying to hold back the humor in respect of me and Willow. “Nix, I love you man, but shut the fuck up.” I growled. “What? Don’t act like you haven’t thought about it. It won’t change the way I will see my future Alpha, dragon, Lycan, wolf. I mean, I’ll love the hairy little thing.”

His lips quivered in fear as he stared at the dragon's eyes, which were like flames and body, so ancient and dark. “What do you want?” Minerva asked absentmindedly as the dragon stared into her soul. It nudged her head, its snout as if he could read her mind. Then it looked away from her. Behind her, Vincent stood there, a protective hawk. He didn't like it that there was another watching out for Minerva. “I don't like this dragon,” Vincent murmured. Minerva would have laughed if they were not in a situation like this. The dragon tilted its head as if he heard what Vincent had said. Then it moved his attention back to Minerva.

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.

said the Mind Flayer, as his tentacles gibbered in anger. Natalia realized that the dragon seemed intelligent, and asked for help. "Please, save me! I will give you anything! Serve you forever! But please! Don't let it eat my brain!" she cried. Chaos glanced at the girl, who seemed to have a faint vampiric aura within her, which was crimson-red.

I scowl “In as much as the dragon is me and I am the dragon, it has a mind of its own most of the time,and it loves burning shit. So if you don’t know what you're doing,you might just become ashes.” He bends and laughs,looking boyish and carefree. It brings a smile to my face and my dragon chuckles,making me scowl again. “I’m so glad I could provide entertainment. “ I say sarcastically When his laughter fades out,he resumes his stance,still clutching my blanket as if I'll take it at any moment and go to sleep. “You should also not go out without me. I’ll have to get a job,but you will stay at home with Greta.”

After that incident, the thoughts of becoming a dragon consumed me day and night. When I was a teenager, Meagan told me of the curse. She also explained how she came to finally love the dragon after he stole her from everything she knew. She wistfully said that one day a very lucky woman would be Tahr's mate, transcend, and fly by his side forever. I lived by those words. It didn't matter that the lucky woman needed to be a chosen bride; my imagination built a different story. One where I became a dragon. The mate stuff, not so much. I wanted Tahr but at the time I wasn't fully aware of what that meant. I wanted my own castle and land to control. It all changed when he held my hand and took

They had made a lot of progress in the Forbidden Mountains and the Prides within. Nathaniel’s mind wanders to Elizabeth. A small, soft smile touches his lips as an image of Elizabeth flashes before his eyes. He sighed inwardly, she was beyond beautiful in all three forms and Nathaniel couldn’t believe how lucky he was to have the Moon Goddess give her to him as his mate. Nathaniel lets his mind wander to the images of her rare black spotted Leopard and how it will be wonderful running in Hunter’s wolf form next to her and then the magical and mystical image of her dragon flashes before him.

The walls were lined with rich tapestries and ornate furniture, and the air was filled with the scent of burning candles and incense. Draco was seated on a throne-like chair in the center of the room, his piercing blue eyes fixed on me. I felt a twinge of fear but tried to keep my composure. "What do you want from me?" I asked, my voice steady. Draco's gaze flicked over my body, making me feel exposed. "I want you to understand your place, Natalie," he said, his voice low and dangerous. "You are not here to be a warrior or to fight like a wild being. You are here to be my bride, to make your skin sweet and supple for me."

The dragon looked at his phoenix before taking off into the sky. The two soared high up above the clouds, flying beside each other. Alicia could not believe how wonderful and free it felt, flying beside her dragon. Her beautiful dragon. She was surprised when he spoke to her. They could understand each other’s thoughts when in beast form, and Alicia thought that was simply amazing.

I would stand here, and I would not move, and I would let the five minutes go by, and I would walk out. The sapphire girl walked toward the dragon. She walked the way she had stood in the yard, with her chin up. Two other girls followed her, laughing the high, breathy laugh of people who could not believe the thing in front of them was real. "Don't," I said, quietly enough that no one heard me. One of the girls reached out a hand. The dragon's chest swelled. I saw it happen the way you see lightning before you hear it — the long ribs lifting, the throat coloring orange under the scales, the yellow eyes gone narrow.