Noctis Draven Novels & Stories

"L0V3 Foundation comprises the letter L, the number 0, V, and the number 3. The founder might be your relative. Minerva Winchell. Do you know her?" "Yes, she's my mom..." "Whoa! Seriously?" "Thanks, dude. I really owe you a lot." "No big deal, dude." "Thanks again. Bye." "Certainly. Bye." I took a deep breath and looked at Mom. ---- Ady's POV "Perhaps from your tribe..." I heard aunt say. "I'm not sure, but as far as I remember, there's no Lycan in our tribe. We could change within the day, but you knew that, didn't you? Jasper has been able to shift with us before. It means he can move any time he wants."

The leader of the Village, known as Trenton, stepped forward as his gaze narrowed on Cyran and Kellan. “I don’t think we properly introduced ourselves the last time I was here. My name is Azura Chasm, I am mated to Cyran Chasm and the Keeper of the Dragon Stone. They are here because we need your help.” All eyes moved from Kellan in his Dragon form and Cyran as they landed on me with surprise. Feeling awkward, I shifted from one foot to the other. While also feeling as if I was experiencing every high schooler’s nightmare, standing in front of class naked.

In remembrance! In remembrance! Lord Nox, the God of War, succumbed to the siege by the Ten Nations and perished in the treacherous Ocean of Death. The battleground witnessed not only the staining of azure waters but also a sea adorned with lifeless forms, as Lord Nox, with unmatched prowess, faced and conquered the formidable lions of the Ten Nations.Contrary to popular belief attributing Lord Nox's demise to the collective might of the Ten Nations, the truth unfolds that the one responsible for extinguishing his life was none other than the woman who held the deepest place in his heart.In the passage of time, Nox Greenshade stood atop the towering peaks, gazing upon the vast expanse below

The mist surrounded me like a shield, severing Malakor’s attempts to reach me. “Impossible…” He raised his hand, preparing another spell. But his words vanished beneath a world-shattering roar. BOOM! The cavern wall didn’t crack. It exploded. Massive boulders flew through the air like leaves caught in a hurricane. From the cloud of dust emerged a nightmare carved from darkness itself. Noctis. His black scales blazed with fury. The roar that erupted from his throat was powerful enough to wake the dead. He didn’t hesitate. One sweep of his enormous wings obliterated Malakor’s guards.

The aurora light spilling through the citadel's high windows shifted from violet to sick green as another tremor rolled through the isles, shaking dust from the vaulted ceiling in slow, drifting veils. Draven. Serina. The toxin is slow. He'll collapse soon enough. I slammed back through Vaelor's door. He'd moved while I was gone. Slid from the bed entirely, he was on the floor beside it, one massive arm hooked over the mattress edge, the other pressed flat against the stone like he'd been trying to push himself upright and hadn't quite managed it. His robes were twisted around him. The bioluminescent markings along his ribs, usually a dim, steady blue, flickered in jagged pulses, like a sign

She was told, her whole life, that she was broken. A wolf who couldn't shift. A healer's helper with no voice of her own. Aurelia Vane learned to stay quiet, take up little space, never hope for more. Then the Lycan King rejects her in front of his entire court. Draeven Thorne never makes mistakes. But when his wolf claims the quiet healer as his fated mate, he panics — and humiliates her in front of every pack, calling her protection. The rejection doesn't break the bond. Instead, a black mark blooms beneath her collarbone. Her wolf wakes up for the first time. And Council leader Malric Drake goes still — because he knows exactly who she is: the last of the Noctari, a bloodline he perso

I suddenly feel cold hands reach out from behind me and pull me violently back. I shoot up startled as fear runs through my body. I quickly look around me and realize I'm back in my room. I flop down on my bed and stare up at the ceiling. It's been two weeks since I've moved into the Draven manor in the town of Draphend and each night is as sleepless as the one before. I was hired by Mr. Draven to be a live-in sitter for his youngest child, a 7 year old girl named Lorie. She's a relatively sweet and calm child. Very mature for her age but she often clings to me. She speaks often of her brother's Nicolae and Victor, neither of whom I have yet to meet. The same day I was hired Mr. Draven had t

' Draven growled at Atticus in his head. "Please! I really wanna ride the sky pony, just one time!" Noah begged as Atticus opened his mouth to say okay, but his mouth quickly closed and the scent of ash filled the dining room as the Alpha’s eyes burned with flames when Draven quickly pushed forward. "Listen here, marshmallow top! I'm not a fucking pony! I am a dragon!!! Not a puny pony!" Draven growled, and Noah huffed as he crossed his arms over his chest.

The True Luna has returned. "Nyxara," Riven gasped, standing up straight. He looked stronger than ever. "The Guardian is giving us a chance. We have to go now!" But I couldn't move. I saw someone else emerging from the trees behind the Elders. It was Draven. He looked like a ghost. His clothes were torn, and his eyes were hollow. He wasn't leading the Elders; he was following them like a beaten dog. But when he saw me standing there, bathed in the silver light of the Guardian, his face twisted in a look of pure, agonizing regret.

As the receivers of the Dragon’s blessing Dracovia become the most powerful of all and due to this power, it is always their responsibility to maintain the alliances between the twelve countries by remaining neutral. The Tiger and Wolf, Tigrivale and Lupinaria, are the generals of Dracovia and become the protectors of the smaller kingdoms, bound by oath to lend aid and help to resolve any conflicts that may arise. Thus, allowing for the Rat (Rattavale), Rabbit (Silvilagia), Ox (Taurosovia), Boar (Agrumvale), Ram (Ovisaria), Rooster (Avervale), Gorilla (Simiavaria) and Horse (Equivale) Kingdoms to prosper at their own rate. However, the Snake Kingdom (Serpentia) have a very arid, desert clima