Solar Dragons Need Love Too Novels & Stories

It was a messy memory that I got from the previous moon goddess. I had to find him, and also a way to save Celeste’s life. Without the key core, I knew she just had a few years left. But I knew… with Amor, I would find a way. The agents of doom were gone as well from the lands, sky and oceans. The seven dragons left the world and headed towards the sun. They revolved around the sun, finally diving right into its plasma. It was all bright and filled with hope, happiness, and light. But…

A knock on the door made me move the quilt lower to ask who it was. "High Lord Tymon has asked that I bear food and fruits to you, my Lady." A tiny voice came from the other side of the door. A brownie, perhaps. I turned my back to the door. "I'm not hungry. Later." I said. I vaguely registered a sigh and shuffling of feet as the brownie left. "What the history will not tell you is that Dragons were not created by Luna. We existed. Even before Luna." I blinked at that, but said nothing, lest I interrupt her. "Before Luna, the mother, there were other gods that ruled the world. There were beings that walked the earth that were feared. Some still do. Like

The tension in the air around them is so thick, it can be sliced with a knife. "This world cannot recover from another war. We locked it with a spell, as it requires. Only the mating between dragons and 'them' would break the spell. And it should be based on 'love'. None of our race loves 'them'. We locked them in their own world. They can't cross the border. Then how is it possible?" the Elders seem to think out loud.

I hated myself so much that I would have ended it all— —if it didn’t mean taking the last of my kind with me. Because I was the last. The last of the Solarian Draconians. The final heir of a kingdom that no longer existed. A mythical kingdom that had once soared above the clouds, untouched by the wars and corruption of the world below. Solaria—the land of the free. A floating empire, carved from the bones of the heavens themselves, where dragons ruled the skies and Draconians walked among the stars. Its towers reached higher than the mortal eye could see, their spires shimmering with golden runes, whispering ancient magic into the wind.

My fated mate shut me out of our bond for the ninety-ninth time just as the last spark of dragonfire inside me began to die. I walked into the Oath Hall of Obsidian Keep alone. Black stone stretched beneath my feet, cold enough to bite through my slippers, and every step made the cracked channels around my dragon core grind deeper into my chest. “I’m here to renounce the Obsidian Court and dissolve my life-bond with the Dragon Lord.” The clerk took in my bloodless face and lowered his voice. “Lady Ashton, once I set the seal, the Court will no longer be required to protect you. Are you certain?” My dragonfire had been unstable since birth, leaving me weaker than most dragonkin. When I was te

Kenzo, another earth dragon says. “You have to when it’s your mate,” Salil, a water dragon, says. “You don’t have to, but apparently you want to. Right Cal?” Daichi, another earth dragon, says. “The pull to your mate is strong, stronger than anything I’ve ever felt before. So you may not have to, but you want to, because the only person who means anything to you is your mate. Well, I mean, I care about all of you, but it’s different,” I tell them.

It’s an incredible feeling to have him so close already. When I felt my Sunshine’s sorrow, the horrible, painful sorrow of so many around me, I was able to push forward. Since Emmi was unconscious, and because I didn’t have to fight her, I was able to open my eyes and come forward. I was in my Sunshine’s arms and everywhere around us, dragons, shifters, and elves were crying. My Sunshine told me that a dragon gave his life to save his rider. A noble act of pure love.

[Primus] The dust on the southern plains swirls in the noonday sun. This is the third dust storm this week, and the people of Solace are desperately needing relief. Dragons are not well-liked in this part of the western shore. They are too close to the original territory of the Sun Dragon Kingdom and remember the wars too well. Many of their families were sacrificed in that war, casualties in a battle that wasn't theirs, convinced that they were fighting against a common enemy because they were fed the propaganda that "sun dragons are too dangerous to live."

In that moment, they knew they had found a new ally, a creature of immense power and wisdom that would guide them through the darkest of times. And so, with the dragon as their witness, Sable, Torin, and Jericho consummated their love in the heart of the cave. Their cries of passion echoed through the cavern, mingling with the voices of the phosphorescent fungi and the distant rumble of the dragon's breath. They find the pool that is for royal mating's before getting undressed and kissing on each other. Torin gets between sables legs before looking at her and begins to eat her out like his life depends on it.

she says. “Yes, but you’re a dragon,” I say. “And you’re my rider,” she says, grinning at me. I look at the magma still rising toward us. “How about I take a baby step and we use the magma to lift us out of this volcano. We can save swimming in boiling hot lava for another time,” I say, making my dragon laugh. “Oh, Yhendorn, I love you,” she says as the magma stops at our feet. “And I love you. Ready?” I ask, taking her hand.