Pendragon Series Novels & Stories

It has been an Earthly week at most since I returned to Annwn. As I wait for the ice dragons to show up to the agreed upon meeting place, I smooth the top of the egg gently as it stays safely in a little ‘nest’ of a pouch my mother had made for me to wear. It seemed the egg did far better near me than any other fire dragon, and I can only assume it is because of the connection between me and Max.

Third person POV: Jasmine closed doors of Seaton house once Chief Damon entered Chief Damon occupied a seat beside his brother Oceano as Draco started to tell them everything about Dragon realm and the war they had with human nearly two centuries back… which lead to death and entrapment of their Dragon shifter people… he also mentioned them about ‘heart of Dragon Jewel’ which is essence of their power. Hearing about Dragon jewel both brothers shared a common look… “Where is this Dragon jewel?” Damon questioned

Rex, Lacey and Minet all dashed forward towards Telagus, weapons drawn, ready to decide the fate of Hale. Book two, Magnus: Dragon Lord is available now.

Their stance defensive, their hearts set on protecting their baby brother. “When it comes to the matter of fated mates, it’s safe to say his mine.” Brandon interjected before another conversation passed through him. “What does that mean?” “I Lord Donald the second, leader of the North and South Sectors of the dragons clans. Lord of Sanctuary Clan, have marked my mate. At this moment my dragon’s breaths is in sync with his heartbeat.” He pronounced. Not leaving a gap for discussion and entered the building sensing his return like an intuition. Stepping out of the hard metal, his leather jacket disguising his soft and sensitive nature.

A few feet behind us, within earshot, twigs snapped and ferns rustled as if someone or something was hot on our trail. I wasn’t sure if it was a human, mountain lion, or some other variety of predator. I twisted through the overgrown ferns and foliage, running faster and calling to Julie encouraging her to hurry. I suddenly remembered something from the party and turned to Julie to tell her about it. “I met this weird guy named Drake back at the party,” I said, panting from all the running. “He was lost in some role play from a game of Dungeons and Dragons. He

When they are all dressed and still sleeping in their beds I take a moment to simply hold my mate as I plant a kiss on her head. My eyes clothes as I think of the journey that everyone has had. A lone smoke jumper dragon, a surly head security guard dragon, an alpha dragon, a dragon assassin and a dragon chef all changed. One could consider it the beginning of a bad joke if they didn't believe in love at all. But the best punchline ever… Those dragons and their dragon babies all lived happily ever after. THE END!!!!!

Much to the annoyances of most other noble households. A few months after the war had ended, silver was discovered to prevent spell-casting, and along with it, the assumption that it would also stop possession. It was during the time my father; the King had taken a trip to Amaethon City to try and negotiate with the man in power there. During the journey home, a necromancer attacked my father and his group. I was told it was a hard battle, and my father had lost his favourite sword that day. Left with only a silver decorative sword that had been a gift from one of the Rattus people, my father's group were able to overcome the man and defeated him.

“Life and Ottoman merged their souls and they divided the dragons' power in half. They sealed the god dragon once more into the dungeon. Before the seal was completed, the guardian in Oregon's body separated the magical powers of the dragon. He sealed the magical powers in form of an aura into Oregon's body, and with that power they struck the god dragon. “The strike from the powerful spear against the god dragon created a shockwave radiating magical particles that fell all over the world. The goddess and the Dark lord were destroyed and his forces sealed in the realm. After the war, the next generational children born began to possess magical powers around the world. With magic spread acros

The man called Tristan said. “Your brother fall into the wrong company. It’s not Black Dragon’s fault that he died.” The other man calmly explained. Wow… That man is different from this one. He had some decency left. “I will kill that Black Dragon.” Tristan said again. “I said I didn’t know you or your brother.” JD said as he came into the room. “I am Tristan Montero, brother of Ernest Montero, the one you killed on one of the warehouses in downtown L.A. last week.” Tristan angrily said.

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