Son Of The Dragon Novels & Stories

“Dom, I know it’s not fair to keep you in the dark. The council’s oracles seen the power that was locked inside me. However, they weren’t able to locate me since the spell made me appear human. They fear my power and now my son’s. The oracles told them that the child born to Morgan would become a powerful witch dragon hybrid that would destroy them all.” She paused allowing the information to sink in. Then she began explaining the situation again. “They also foretold of a white male dragon with golden accents born to myself and Alaric. He would have silver eyes in dragon and human form. The rarest most powerful dragon. The oracles seen a prophecy that has scared the council. My son would be

The cork of the bottle fell to the floor as he yanked it off and took a long much needed drink. On top of the King coming for him, he also had to deal with that bitch of a slayer Freja. Zarek and him had worked to track down the slayer who killed the Elder King years ago. They never found out the identity of the person and just the found out that it was a mere kid. A literal kid who had been only ten and some odd winters old. They had spent years puzzled as to how a child took down the biggest dragon alive, Zarek’s father.

I asked him. “King Hunter Draxlar, King of the Dragons of Draxlar. If you are correct, then that is Clayton Draxlar, my son and the Prince of the Dragons,” he said, looking back at Beast, who now wasn’t growling as much, but still looked menacing. I tried to link them, but I got nowhere. “Please help him to calm down,” I requested. “He doesn’t need help calming down. You can do that for him. What he wants is my acceptance,” he said.

“What the hell just happened back there?” Brenda asked sounding near hysterics. “It’ll be okay Brenda,” I said to her as I stepped on the gas and sped up on the highway. “Why was he acting like that?” she asked. “Brenda, his dragon recognized you as his bonded half,” I said to her. “Oh no, no, no, no,” she said as her hands instantly went around her arms as she cradled herself. “His name’s Cameron O’Connell, his father is the Sire of the Chicago lair. I’ve known them my whole life and I know that he’ll arrive at my house with his father and probably mine as well not long after we reach it,” I said to her.

"Alpha Zero's son is coming huh? I don't think that he can just take Sydney with them and leave. Did my father say that he would allow them to take her?" I gritted my teeth thinking of the white beast, Alpha Zero's son is a notorious Alpha just like his father and he would soon take over as the Alpha of the North. Sydney is a white wolf and is sure to be related to them. But Alpha Zero's son is not mated and he might show interest, that arrogant wolf did not even come to Jessica's party despite them being relatives by blood but now he wanted to come to the Langston Palace to meet Sydney!

He has been moody ever since we flew here. “Everything is fine. It is just that you don’t like being a way from her. I’m the same Jaka, but we need to give her space. She is angry, don’t forget she is proud and independent. She will be fine.” I tell him as I walk the halls of the Dragon Palace. The home and birthplace of all the dragons that came before me. What Serana doesn’t know is that I am the last royal Dragon. The son of King Apollo.

Of all the reasons he imagined for his father’s absence, betrayal had never crossed his mind. But Josh didn’t know the man had no memories of him, no sense of who he was. So how was he supposed to judge if this was true? Had his father really turned against his own family? Or was there more to the story? Lilith smirked, enjoying having the upper hand. “A few years ago, your father decided he didn’t want to live under Giovanni De La Cruz’s rule anymore. He wanted power of his own. So he made a move.” Josh asked,“What move?”

Are you seeing this?!" the Lord exclaimed, "My cousin is back and she has a dragon with her!! How is this possible?! I thought dragons were extinct!" "So did I," Jarrod responded, "No dragon has been seen for centuries. And this one is helping the Princess. Then the legend must be true." "What legend? What are you talking about?" Ethan asked angrily. Jarrod began to explain the legend of the dragons... "Many years ago, dragons were common in our land. And all of them came to life the same way. They all were sons of the Queen Dragon. A human female that was the only one capable of giving birth to them." An image formed in Jarrod's mind; the Queen was kneeling on the ground, with a pregnant be

I hold the gaze of the man in front of me. “Do you know what you are?” I ask him. “Of course I do.” “Which dragon line are you from, Drache or Ddraig?” I ask. I see Avalon turn her head to glance at the man who is watching me intently. His voice is much less aggressive now that I’m holding my hand up, palm facing him. My light has started to glow. He stares at my hand. “I’m from the Drache line.” “The Protectors,” I say and his eyes snap to mine. “My father was from the Drache line, apparently, but I inherited my mother’s line, the Falkor line.”

My father is forcing Katrina to marry a man twice her age just so he can have an alliance. My father only cares about one thing. His business. My mother has no say over anything. She lives in the shadow of my father. When I applied to be put on the Dragons list he had only one rule. I hate rules. My whole life revolves around them. But when I saw the Dragon on a video on his website I nearly bit my lip off watching him tease and fuck some blonde with big boobs. The way he made her cry and scream his name made me feel things I was always told were dirty. How he jerked a hand full of her hair forcing her to her knees where she licked her lips and opened her drooling mouth.