Pink Dracos Novels & Stories

He loomed over me, his long figure blocking the faint light above, casting a dark shadow over his face. I couldn't make out his features, but his hot breath made my skin crawl with dread. “Hello, little Sarah,” he said in a low, gravelly voice. His words echoed off the cold walls of the cave. “You don't know me but I've heard so much about you. And I've been waiting for this moment. My name is Drako. And you, my dear, are going to make me immortal and powerful.” Drako? Why does the name sound familiar?

“With the help of me and my four brothers. That first video is real, and it is my brother Mitchell. Each of my brothers' dragons is a different color. Mine happens to be red.” I just sat staring at him. “What about those dreams all those months ago?” “My great grandfather had a gift and I think I inherited it. Yet somehow this gift brought you into it. Somehow you experienced what I was.” “And this bonding dream? Are you saying we are bonded for life?” “Yeah. My dragon recognized you even through the dreams as my mate.” I look over at the TV and saw Draco the dragon. “You look like that only red?” He smiled as he looked at the screen, “I would like to think my dragon is nicer looking.”

‘Good morning my name is Ivory hemming I’m a water elemental, the ice type and also in my first year, I’m sure we’ve all being briefed on what we’re doing in Buklime mountain’ Ivory sais heading straight to business. They all nodded, Ivory saw two familiar faces and her heart almost leaped out of her chest. It was the guy and girl whom were with Alfred two days ago. Ivory quickly looked somewhere else when she saw the guy staring at her, it was a little bit embarrassing. ‘I’ll introduce everyone, we’ve all introduced ourselves before you got here’ Natasha said to ivory ‘this is Chevy Sinclair a second year and a phase two witch’. He waves at ivory who in turns smiles carefully. ‘This is Nara

Eventually, Princess Christina nodded, "No." "Alright then." After this affirmation, Draco walked over to the bamboo birdcage hanging from a tree nearby. He took a New Zealand Night Parrot from inside, tied an arrow to its body, lightly patted its wings, and sent it soaring into the sky. After a moment, even its shadow was no longer visible. Draco turned back, standing in the center. His gaze seemed to capture all the light in the sky and earth, his radiant ethereal presence grabbing everyone's attention. His voice rang out, filled with charm, "I'm done."

“Alright. But Silas… the children… I need to be sure they’re protected. I can’t fail them.” “You won’t fail,” he replied. “I’ll be back as soon as I can. Finish the journal. Learn what you need. We’ll end this together.” I nodded, even though he couldn’t see me. My hands were steady now, my resolve hardening like steel. I returned to the journal, whispering under my breath as I read the dark truths. Draco’s origins, his obsession, the cursed lineage tied to Bianca Weller, all of it now clear. We know the anchors. We know his weakness. And we’ll destroy him.

“Because I am the infamous Draco Pendragon. I can spot a fae when I see one. Half-breed or not. She is fae and I am immune to the influence she was just attempting to use on me.” We all sit, dumbfounded and speechless. THE Draco Pendragon in human form was actually pretty sexy. He had a slender but muscular build, black hair he had gelled and combed back in a very professional business man style, wearing a business suit that would remind you of the Sopranos. His eyes were dark, almost black, but they held a lot more than most behind them. They say if you peer into a dragon’s eyes, you can see into their soul, but most go blind before they finish looking, thus, most people don’t mention that

Kylo is starting to snarl and put me behind him protectively. "Moja Laska, it's okay. This isn't a threat. No harm is going to come to me." He looks deep into my eyes. I am sure he wants to know what I called him. But he was more curious about the smoke. Drake appears from the smoke. Always dashing and flashy. True Lord of the vampires style. He is wearing a black suit with silver and red accents. His black hair slicked back. His eyes weren't red but a deep purple. Kylo is in shock by someone so flashy just appearing from red smoke in my bedroom. I am unfazed. He does this often.. "Always with the dramatics." I whisper and giggle at the same time, while watching Kylo's reaction.

It's a beautiful sight. "Wow," Arianna lips hung. Brigid cleared her throat continuing to read. "Pyrrhos, by contrast, was a realm of fire and might, governed by the Dragon Goddess Drakora. Her chosen, the Ouroboros, bore crescent marks on their necks, with silver hair and eyes as bright as molten flames. These warriors commanded the power of fire, bonded to majestic dragons who soared through blazing skies.” Arianna heart stopped. What the hell?!

Yuri’s POV Drake partially shifted, his dragon wings unfurling just enough to reveal the striking mix of gold and black feathers—a sight so mesmerizing it was almost distracting. His deep voice cut through the tension. “Guys, stay back. This is personal.” His sharp side-glance told me to stay put. I hated being ordered around, but I knew better than to step between him and his revenge. Mac studied the broken window view, his eyes scanning for any sign of Hybrid soldiers.

Rao told me what a bad idea that would be and how mad Madison would be if I burned myself to death. “Have you seen the new change in Drayce?” I laughed. “His hair turned white then green and gold. Every change makes Anders get more lovey, but makes Drayce whine. So now we got permanent gold dragon eyes, pointed ears, and green and gold hair. I guess the king doesn’t have a fully human form in dragons.”