Primal Dragons Novels & Stories

I could feel something moving through me, an attraction that I hadn’t felt before. Sure, he was tall, dark, and handsome. His cheekbones were high and his body looked like something that had been molded by the gods. It didn’t explain why a part of me wanted to lay my head down against him. To rub my cheek against his scarred chest, press my lips against those four ragged lines. “I’m a dragon and I've claimed you as my mate.” I didn’t say anything to him, I didn’t know what that meant. A dragon, that I was his mate. How was I supposed to respond to that?

Maybell Smith Mythicals- A rare bloodline that people inherit from God, Dalion, that he personally blessed with the ancient dragon spirit. It is given to those who have been close enough to touch the white veil. Although this information is well known, mythicals are still a mystery to the rest of civilization, if encountered, don’t stare into its gaze.

Dude #2 yelled back suddenly. “Guys, we have no choice, we either do this or die when we go home, and if we run.. he’ll find us” dude#3 said. Unable to handle the truth of what awaits them, he started walking away from the other guys. ‘Sapphire, what are these guys?’ I asked my dragon, uncertain of their different scents. ‘That’s a delta dragon, gamma dragon and warrior dragon. That gamma dragon is the highest ranking one, deltas are like healers and warriors are obviously warriors,’ she laughed at me, making my fists clenched slightly.

The Hall of Sacrul rumbled with the low growl of dragons. Fourteen great beasts sat in their true forms around a dais made of deepstar stone, a mineral said to have fallen from the bones of dying stars. Each dragon revealed its true form in silent contest, the weight of their might pressing against the air. Heat shimmered between them, an invisible storm of pride and restrained carnage.

They didn't bother much with humans, they saw them as weak and were at the very bottom of the food chain. Dragons were hot blooded, they burnt with ferocity as much as they did with lust. And they were those amongst them who liked the pliant and weak Humans in their bed, which was why seeing Dragons in human Brothels such as this one was common. Like Werewolves, Dragons had mates. Unlike Werewolves, Dragons could only mate once in their lives, they cherished their chosen mates. A dragon's mate was their inverse scale, those who were lucky enough to find their mates cherished them.

Lines of blood split across Andrew's body as his veins burst under the crushing weight of Dragon's Might. "Andrew!" Isabelle shouted in panic from outside. Still suspended midair, Ezekiel laughed viciously. "Andrew, today is the day you fall. Die for me!" Pain flickered across Andrew's face, yet his voice remained as calm as still water. "You celebrate too soon. There is only one true dragon in this world, and that is the Divine Dragon of Etharia. The Dragon's Cyclone, created by Mr. Sloan, originated from the Holtrien octagonal formation.

Ancalagon leans in, crooning encouragingly to our baby and soon, more eggs begin rocking, the sounds of dragon snouts pecking against the shells getting louder with each one that begins to hatch. I begin humming along with Cal, encouraging our little ones to fight their way out of their eggs and almost instantly, I hear the sound of four elementals joining our voices and right behind them, the sound of the other dragons. I hear dragon wings and feel the dragons land, forming a circle around us as we all continue to hum our encouragement for the first true generation of dragons since the humans nearly killed all of the original elementals.

Shit, she hasn’t had her heat. “Will it be a normal heat?” I ask because this is the first time a phoenix and a dragon have ever been fated. A dragon’s heat is brutal, and it can kill the female if it isn’t sated as quickly as it starts. I remember one of the females from my thrall had her heat, and her mate wasn’t there. She didn’t last ten minutes. Unlike the other shifters who can mate with any unmated male or female. A dragon can only be mated with their mates. If they don’t, they burn alive.

I muttered. As the news spread throughout the dragon clan, whispers and murmurs filled the air. Some were in awe of Drogo's unexpected allegiance to Freya, while others expressed doubt and skepticism. Questions swirled in my mind, and I knew I needed to confront Drogo and seek answers. She was the only one who could give me a comforting answer filled with nothing but the Truth. Dragons aren't just flying beings, they are magical creatures who foresee the future and they never lie. They would always stand on the truth.

Immortal Dragons-shapeshifters that take on the form of a scaled dragon with four legs and breathe fire. Due to their high body temperature, they prefer colder environments and live off-grid, usually in areas with little to no technology. They are a dying species and only reside in a few select areas. They also have a King/Queen. Immortal General: Any of the species can have a mate Selene (The Moon Goddess) handles all mating bonds but prefers wolves (her own creation) over all species