Nora Roberts Dragon Heart Series Novels & Stories

My fated mate shut me out of our bond for the ninety-ninth time just as the last spark of dragonfire inside me began to die. I walked into the Oath Hall of Obsidian Keep alone. Black stone stretched beneath my feet, cold enough to bite through my slippers, and every step made the cracked channels around my dragon core grind deeper into my chest. “I’m here to renounce the Obsidian Court and dissolve my life-bond with the Dragon Lord.” The clerk took in my bloodless face and lowered his voice. “Lady Ashton, once I set the seal, the Court will no longer be required to protect you. Are you certain?” My dragonfire had been unstable since birth, leaving me weaker than most dragonkin. When I was te

He put his palms on her waist, bent his knees, and started pounding into her until he shouted his release. She buried her face in the hollow of his neck, and he pulled the furs over them. “When you wake up from your nap, I will feed you my cock and then fuck you until you fall asleep again,” Rhobart told her as she was dozing off. ***** Seven dragons flew above Ayla as she stood in front of the Lost Temple of the Gods. She remembered the dragons from another dream. “Peace-Bringer,” one of the dragons said when they landed around Ayla.

Drake became angry and said, "If it really is her, then this time she must pay with her life." Thea said, "Go and find Nora, even if you have to dig three feet underground to bring her to me." "Okay." Drake left. Thea sat down on the sofa, her face pale. Her fingers clenched tightly, and she dared not think: if the person behind all this was really Nora, she would regret it deeply. The mercy of the past woman left Nora a way out, but pushed Robert towards death. It also caused her to miss the most beautiful ten years with Thorne.

Warmth from the fire helped to fill her with a sense of calm as she focused on the dancing flames. The bright orange glow danced like her heart, dancing to a tempo that neither of them knew. She set herself against a rock and pulled her knees to her chest. Being out in nature was helping to quell the raging storm of her emotions. The smell of the forest was a soothing balm, chasing the fire within away. Zarek just had to be the first man she had ever fallen for. A fucking dragon. The dragon. The King. The Dragon King. He had been there by her side for the past few weeks. He had been there, right there!

Catori jerked awake with a stare, her head spinning from the rush of getting up too fast. She hawked around her bedroom, noting that it was still night. Catori's sheets were drenched in sweat, her head throbbed as she fell back down on her bed, waiting for the dream to recede. Her dream about those dragons felt real, then she remembers. Dragons are real, she saw them with her own two eyes, twice. Catori pulled her sheet over her head, fearful that she wasn't safe in her room. Feeling restless, Catori turned her night light on. That was when she noticed an old red binding book on her bedside table.

At first, I bypass them as strangers, but then as my eyes adjust to the dark room, and flashing disco lights, realize with a sudden thud in my chest that one is Natasha and hardly concealing her hatred in that moment. I stand up quickly, pulling myself free of him, lifting my glass to take a drink as he loops my hand in his with my change of position. Casting a quick glance at me while still talking, to see why I’m moving. I smile at him and wave my glass as if to say ‘taking a drink’ and he goes back to Claire. He’s completely oblivious that we are being watched.

As she huffs in frustration and begins to turn around, I finally step forward, closing the distance between us and stopping her mid-movement. “What the...” she starts, her words trailing off as she realizes it’s me who has blocked her path. Her ocean eyes, framed by those long, enchanting lashes, meet mine, and I find myself drowning in their depths. My gaze drops to her full, pink lips, the urge to claim them with my own nearly overwhelming.

She walks back to me and sits on the ground beside me. I said, "What is your wolf's name?" She said, "Saige." I said, "A beautiful name for a beautiful wolf, who belongs to a beautiful woman." She laughs and says, "That was a mouthful, but thank you. I love your dragon too. What is his name?" I said, "Rex. He's been waiting a long time for you. We both have." She lowered her eyes and said, "I was convinced that I didn't even have a mate. I knew there would be no wolf strong enough to be my mate. My visions can get... intense. I can do some really crazy stuff if I don't have a notebook or sketch pad with me. I just never thought that a dragon would be able to be my mate."

Anya knew very little about them but enough to know that the Minister had paid a bomb to procure them. She directed her attention to the middle-aged woman who sat glaring angrily at Rose. The woman had heavy makeup on as if she was trying to hide her age. Her straight and coloured hair were open, her eyebrows were well-shaped and her lips were painted a dark shade of red. She must have been really beautiful in her younger days but looked formidable right now. She was dressed in a sequined bumblebee coloured saree which looked expensive but suited her well. Anya cleared her throat to attract the Madam’s attention. “Rose had been picked up by mistake.”

I said, hoping to keep her talking. She caught my eye. “Don’t laugh, but it’s calledThe Deadly Dragon Sins Series. Each book features a different dragon that the protagonist must find and either destroy or make an alliance with. Each book's perspective changes as new characters are introduced, including their reasons for searching for dragons.” “That’s interesting,” I admitted. “How many books are there in the series so far?” “Eight. You could start with the first one and see how you like it. Each book can be read as a standalone, so you don’t have to worry about cliffhangers at the end.”