Shadow Dragons Saga Novels & Stories

Now it seemed as if he was determined to either keep me prisoner or kill me. I remember being told that if I died as would all the Dragons. It was one thing to write about them in stories, but having them roam around and potentially cause chaos to the world, wouldn’t it be better if they just no longer existed? Never in my life did I ever think of suicide, but the more I processed the existence of Dragons and everything that I have learned recently, I thought of it as more of a sacrifice. Not giving it another thought, I loosened my grip on the scale.

Cassian looked up sharply. “No…” A shadow passed over the bridge. Luna felt the Fallen Moon inside her pulse violently. “Something’s coming.” Then a roar shook the canyon. A massive winged creature burst from the clouds. Black scales. Glowing red eyes. And wings large enough to block the sky. Torren stared up in disbelief. “That’s a dragon.” Cassian shook his head. “No.” “It’s worse.” The creature circled above them, its roar echoing through the canyon. “Shadow Drake,” Cassian said grimly.

"It has been written in the sands of time, before the first war, that the dragons will emerge a second time and cause chaos to the realm. But a warrior will be born to destroy them, a warrior that isn't the Alpha, but his mate." "But mother, I'm no warrior." Aurora shook her head. "I couldn't even protect Penelope, my best friend. Whatever this prophecy is, I don't think it has anything to do with me." "Aurora believe in yourself." Kahlan waved her hands and a cloud of smoke appeared. "Because if you do not, the realm will fall. Everyone will be destroyed and the dragons will take over the world." From the smoke, images appeared and Aurora watched in horror as the realm fell apart under the

“Let’s do this Dragina,” Layana said softly stroking the scales of her dragon’s neck. She saw Myra raise her arms - the darkness spreading like smoke from her, bolts of pure darkness were shot at Layana who blasted them all aside as the sky illuminated with her dazzling power.

Osiris pointed out. "The vision is unclear but I saw the spilling of blood and it scented the whole battlefield. And in the midst of the deads, there stood only two. A princess whose presence is of lucent hope and the other of the obscure darkness-the red dragon of an ancient story. Vetrik Jihn Drakon, the most powerful and detestably evil dragon of all." Leera stated in a trance as if she was seeing it happening before her. Her brows creased in concentration like she wanted to dissect every minute detail of the vision she might have received.

They were fast, fierce and unrelenting. I had a feeling they wanted to keep us away from Orna and Vera for whatever's reason they had. "Don't worry, she can take care of herself," Shade said as he took a swing at a massive green dragon. She was quick, and she was ruthless, but Shade was hungry for blood. "I am going to kill this bitch and bury her in her own blood," he hissed with anger as he wrapped his tail around the massive Black and yellow dragon's leg and tugged. The dragon roared as she twisted away from his hold.

Lake water splashed everywhere in very high tide. Draco, his body limp and soaked, was trying to swim to shore. He lifted himself to the shore of the lake and tried to get up to fly again. However, his strength was completely drained after two attempts to charge at Zergenth's dragon shield. The shield was so strong that Draco failed to penetrate it. Draco growled and roared with tears of despair. The dragon's roar sounded so sad and full of despair. He looked miserable. Anyone who heard the dragon's roar could feel Draco's pain and sorrow.

His denim jeans pulling tight across his perfectly sculpted arse and legs. Marcus squeals in delight as Lucas scoops him up into the air and tickles him mercilessly. I watch them as a sense of peace washes through me. Remembering my time in the underworld. I had gone by so many titles since coming of age. Hunter, Princess, Wife, Twice Blessed, Cursed, Queen, but the greatest title that I will ever have the privilege to be given, is, and will forever more be, Mother. The End *** Foreword: Hi Guys, I would like to thank each and every one of you for having got this far. I really hope that you have enjoyed Shadowed Creatures.

Golden arrows slowly emerged, timidly trying to chase away the shadows of the night. The great fire disc made its appearance. First, it emerged as a red line growing wider and wider until it rose victorious into the angelic blue sky, ready to stretch its arms over the whole earth. It tamed its color slightly, becoming comforting as it shyly soaked up the night frost with which you would think it was soothing its own color.

“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.”