Pink Dracos Novels & Stories

"I'm not really they're uncle." I watch as shoulders suddenly drop. One of the oldest twins steps forward and gives me a short salute and an eye roll towards Ashrac. "We like to call him uncle because it bugs him. Name's Drayce of the Purple Dragon Clan. We're twelve. This is my brother Ejder of the Purple Dragon Clan." They are both tall and lean with a lot of growing to do, but you can see they'll be the size of Ashrac before long. Both girls dutifully step forward next. They begin at the same time, stop, and then the one on the right speaks. "I'm Zara of the Purple Dragon Clan and this is-"

I quickly knocked him out with my gun. “Are you okay, Black Dragon?” I asked, using his alias to keep his real identity. “I’m okay.” He answered without mentioning my name. I guess I was right that the other man is inside. JD walked towards me as I hauled the unconscious man up. I dropped him on JD’s feet. “I will tie him up.” I said and proceeded to tie him. I saw the man’s face. It is Pegasus. After I finished, I approached JD who knocked the bleeding Bacchus out.

Drank the left over juice on his table and then went back to sleep again. " Lady Liana! " his happy, excited voice startled me up from my dream. " yeah! " I stretched and yawned. " Here! How does it look?" He showed me an identity card. Draco's face was photo shopped into it. He looked like a Greek God. Flawless. The name read Drake Drakon. What the heck. "Why did you change his name? His name is Draco! " He looked at me with surprise. " Dragons have names as well? "

Vulcan and Anala, who had just arrived, gasped at the tribute given by Radcliff and Newton to the figure of a young boy who had black hair and red eyes. “It’s him, Vulcan!” shouted Anala while gasping. “I, Draco Black, the last Dragon Prince is willing to take your oath of allegiance, the Fire Salamander-incarnate Radcliff. Let's fight to awaken the dragons and protect Magica from harm,” Draco replied with an aura of majesty and graceful charisma.

If I had to face this drakaina alone I know I would have likely fainted. Behind the Queen are two attendants. One male and one female and both very young. They are wearing matching outfits of pale blue silk, their wings small and folded behind them. The drake has a warm glow about him, like captured sunlight, his skin a tawny brown like days spent too long on a beach. His hair looks like a fallen star, starting with black at the roots and extending out in every direction with a fade from black into purple then red, orange, and finally pale blonde. His eyes are coal black.

So, John and Bastin and I got to the parade and when we got there we notice that Loki was rolling his eye his parents were ecstatic and Draco was nowhere to be found we went and ask His father and they told us that The Crown Queen and Draco are true mates and they just walked inside to discuss some things we were waiting on you three before we went in because this means Draco will hand the pack to Draco because he will be the Queens Consort this is super exciting his dad said so we walked into the building and Draco and his Mate Destiny were just finishing accepting each other and everyone one around was happy and joyful his parents and Loki walked up to them and her father and his father

He pants, “nothing will pleassse me more than taking a Kindred princessss by force.” Nova opens her mouth and lets out a high pitch shrill as she violently thrashes against her restraints, trying to free herself. “I will take great pleasure in beheading you, Draykner!!” She snarls in a promising tone as the color of her eyes resemble black ink.

As he moves, I see his shape morph and he shifts into a blue dragon only a few inches smaller than Lilliana’s black and green form, his blue scales matching the shade of his eyes. I stand there amazed at what I am seeing, I never even considered that Drake was a dragon too, and now I see it with my own eyes I can understand why they are a better match than she and I would ever have been. “By the Gods!” The people around me exclaim as Drake unleashes his rage against my brothers’ men for harming his wife and I see the men panic and try to escape, but it’s too late for them.

Her hands were clenched at her sides, her dark red nails trembling faintly as she fought to contain her anger. Opposite her, Dragon leaned casually against an antique wooden desk, his cold gray eyes gleaming with cunning. He wore a black shirt with the top buttons undone, revealing a glimpse of his tattooed chest, and dark trousers complemented by a leather belt with a gleaming silver buckle. His silver watch caught the faint light, and his tousled black hair gave him an air of unrestrained danger. "Enough, Dragon!" Jenny exclaimed, her voice choked as her luminous eyes radiated fury. "Can't you stop your ridiculous games for just one moment?!"

Appalled that I had killed so many. "Aria my girl, what have you done child? These where not the results I was expecting, how disappointing. You kill my eldest and favorite son, you hurt your brethren. What are we going to do with you girl?" I looked over my shoulder to find Drakos staring at the massacre of men. He was tall with broad shoulders and thick arms. He was a little on the chunky side, all dolled up in furs. A black beard grew down his chest, and his hair came over his shoulders. His dark gray eyes glared down at me, anger settling over his features as he took in the scene. I was frozen in fear, I couldn't move or speak. It was like he had a grip over my mind and was slowly squash