Pink Dracos Novels & Stories

“Master, what would you like us to do? You need only whisper your command, and we will follow.” Evrah grabbed the wood harder, her gaze darting quickly from left to right, trying to get a closer look. She spotted a big shimmering black dragon that seemed to be looking right at her. The big eye blinked, its big frame fidgeting a bit. A huge black and silver mass of scales and muscles sat directly across from her, its ginormous purple eyes had her dead to rites, and they both knew it. “Please don't give me way,” she whispered, shaking from fear. She cursed that her curiosity had gotten her noticed. The dragon blinked a final time and averted its eyes somewhere else as if it had heard her whisp

"I can call him, have him start flying over." I nodded. "If you would, that'd be great. We need more information than we've got and Ari was our main source for it. She's gone for a bit, so we need a pinch hitter." Drace got up from her chair, walked out to the balcony. Night had fallen while we'd done some more dragon meditation and waited for Sweetcheeks to wake up. Between one thought and the next, Drace took on her dragon form. Her big golden body blocked out most of the windows. Her tail swished over the edge of the building. Within moments, she was back to her normal human size. Her clothes right back where they were when she shifted.

From her statement, it seems she thought Drogo was a male dragon. "What?" She said looking confused. "Drogo is a female '' I said with a glare, Freya was taken aback. I wasn't surprised, she knew nothing about dragons, so she had no idea. "Drogo is a female dragon? " She shouted in horror, looking at me with disappointment. " Why on earth would you give a female dragon a masculine name? The name Drogo sounds manly" she said looking at me with disdain. Her words and actions rendered me speechless. " I heard that when a dragon is born you alone can give it its name. What were you thinking when you thought of Drogo?" She questioned. "Goodness! There better names " she said again.

He was shirtless, but at least he had shorts on. Nick threw Drago a pair of camo shorts, and he quickly slipped them on. “Surrounded by dragons,” she smiled in amazement. Grigo and Marcu stepped forward with black and gray wings spread out. All their wings spun six feet across, and Madchen could see their talons protruding from their fingertips . Madchen couldn’t find any words, instead she stared, mouth agape. They were magnificent, all of them, and she couldn’t tear her eyes away.

' Draco called through the link. Kayda and Draco flew happily as she explored the area. She was slightly bigger than he was. Kayda was a beautiful bright purple with traces of blue as she moved. Her eyes were a shade darker than my own icy blue eyes. I felt more powerful than I have ever felt. She tested her fire breathing and unlike Alaric’s orange flames hers were blue. The hottest of the three colors in a flame. Awesome. 'Kayda, is what Alaric said true? Will I stay a dragon until the eggs are laid?' I asked.

Draco is commonly known as the Dark Lord, but he’s actually the Higher Power of Evil. “Silas has a point. Paxton is the first hybrid amongst the supernatural creatures,” Draco commented. Lucia sighed. “So, where do we even begin searching for answers when it comes to him?” “I don’t think it would be wise to go asking the witches about it. We would have to hold our own investigation,” I suggested before there was smoke around us. We coughed until it cleared up to reveal a beautiful Caucasian woman with long black hair and green eyes. “Silas Keller?” she spoke up.

“So, may I know the reason behind the abrupt visit, Lord Draco?” “Lord Draco? Don’t make me laugh.” “Forgive me,” Ferdinand nodded apologetically. “What do you wish to know upon this unanticipated visit, Lord Grey Dragon?” To dragons, their body's color was the brand that they carried for life. It was especially convenient for him. As the grey was closer to black, Draco had pride in it. “I heard you steal something fun.”

Stefanos replied calmly, but Draco only sighed in exasperation, ruffling up his already messy hairs. "Just who are you, Adriano Perez? Is that even your real name? How did you come in possession of such an ethereal creature?" Stefanos glanced at Wraya, who grunted shyly at Draco's remark of him being 'ethereal', holding him back from rolling his eyes. Draco stared at Stefanos incredulously, like he really didn't believe the man before him. He knew he couldn't avoid what his eyes was looking, a red scaly dragon was hard to avoid, but the man sitting before him? He didn't know.

He is taking down her entire kingdom. "Princess Eliana, please tell me about these Pivurlions that you were traveling with. I should know about them before they show up on my doorstep looking for you. Are they reasonable beings?" Drake moves to a small wash basin, cupping some water and drinking from his hands before rubbing at his chin and neck, trying to clean off the blood. Eliana watches silently, nausea rolling through her stomach. Jasper's face appears in her mind, but it only causes more pain.

Darius watched me more carefully now. “And the mother?” “A bartender.” Disgust sharpened the word before I could stop it. “Human. Unprotected before the pregnancy.” “But protected now?” “Yes,” I said darkly. “Because the Drakes are terrified.” That caught his attention instantly. I stepped closer, lowering my voice. “Lord Drake has been hiding something for years. Another heir… Lucian’s twin. His name is Adrian Drake.” Darius’ expression hardened. This time, the reaction spread through the warehouse immediately.