Pendragon Series Novels & Stories

Elyria’s POV I knew exactly what had happened. It was the dragon blood in me. Right before the coronation, Mother and I had been talking about it, and she had been willing to teach me everything she knew, but she was snatched away from me just like that. Right now, though, I had no choice but to play dumb in front of Charles. He still had a panicked look on his face from where my skin had burned him, and I didn’t know what to say at first, but I knew I had to come up with something.

I said, the calmness in my voice surprised even me. The seer blinked in surprise, but nodded. He placed my hand on the sword and began some ancient chants in their tongue. He then poured ceremonial oil over my hand that was on the blade, and as the final words left his mouth, a flash of silver light appeared around my hand. "By the laws of the realm and the ancient blood pact," the high seer intoned, his voice booming through the chamber. "The bond is forged. Princess Diana Blake of the human Kingdom is now declared the chosen mate and wife to Prince Draven Volk of the Dragon Kingdom. May the Creator guide your union."

Too slow. My claws slam into the first dragon before he even finishes turning. Bone cracks. Scales split. The creature tumbles from the sky in a spiral of blood and fire. Another dragon lunges at my flank. I twist midair and rake my claws across his wing. He drops instantly. Around me Emberhold’s dragons crash into Malrec’s forces like a falling storm. The sky becomes a battlefield of wings, fire, and tearing steel. But I barely notice. Because Seraphina is still there.

she sobbed. The Burn had tormented dragons for over two decades. Many dragons have lost their families to the terrible blight. No one knew how it started, or how to cure it. We just knew it killed. The Burn gets triggered when a Dragon tries to take their shifted forms. All Dragon Shifters can breathe fire in their shifted forms, which makes us immune to fire. But The Burn turns a Dragon fire against them, making them burn from the inside out. The only way to avoid succumbing to the plague is to not shift, essentially denying us the right to be ourselves. It's easier for adult dragons to fight the urge to shift, but it's way harder for dragons in transition.

He speaks. "Yes, and that is the place where dragon females go to have their young because it is the only place hot enough in all of Midgar to be able to soften a dragon egg. It is also the place where many go to forge weapons out of the harvested dragon's ore since it is so hot. Southfait mountain is also the only place where dragons will conjugate in peace. Every Summer solstices, the hottest time of the year, dragons from all over will gather in the Southfait mountains," I explain.

“You are so beautiful, dark dragon,” Madchen reached her arms around his neck, never wavering her gaze. “As are you, Madchen, and I love you,” Drago crashed his lips onto hers, searing her mouth with his passion.Black wings erupted from his back, engulfing Madchen in a cocoon of protection. He didn’t care that he was standing stark naked in front of his gathering family, all he cared about was that Madchen accepted him for what he was, a dragon who had found his mate.

Orgasm crashed tsunami, walls clamping vise his length, scream ripped raw as he followed—hot pulse flooding claim visceral, collapsing chest-to-chest thunder-hearts sync. Storm raged unabated outside, but inside bond deepened irrevocable—obsession confessed, submission tasted, philosophies entwined, not clashed. Silk ties loosened post-climax, tender; his fingers tracing the scar above my brow, mirror-soft, obsidian gaze a vulnerable fracture. "Two years waiting. No more games." I twisted free, partial, mahogany palm cupping scarred jaw possessively now, full lips curving half-smirk echo his. "Games just escalated, dragon. You fell first—I decide the rise."

No one said anything for a long time until the female started talking. “First, let me introduce myself. My name is Jade, and I am the mate of Kellan, whom you have already met. I am human, but because I am mated to a Dragon, I am able to live an exceptionally long life. I am over two hundred years old.”

I had to stand to even open the large cover of the book when I opened it more beautiful letters appeared to be writing by themselves right before my eyes "The complete collection of all Pendragon lineage" My eyes went wide as I felt the pages were warm to my touch all of the words in this book were about dragons, Not just any dragons every single dragon the protectors of Magic essence. Each Dragon had their own page with specific information about them, Along with a family tree. There was a whole section explaining what Aurora Dragons were and another entire section on Stygian Dragons. Azar Pendragon was the first male dragon and he had a son named Devlin but what caught my attention the mos

A human dragon hybrid that didn’t know if they were meddling in things that their dragon side opened the door to that their human side wasn’t meant to know. The thought crystallised with startling clarity, making her pulse quicken. "What if DragonCoin wasn't created by someone trying to expose dragons? What if it was made by someone like me who didn't know what they were?" Marcus's expression shifted from scepticism to alarm. "A dormant bloodline, awakening through technology instead of traditional means?" "It would explain the hybrid magical-digital approach," Xaihuang mused, his bronze eyes gleaming. "And the timing. If another Convergence bloodline began stirring six months ago..."