The Awakening: The Dragon Heart Legacy Book 1 Novels & Stories

Orgasm crashed tsunami, walls clamping vise his length, scream ripped raw as he followed—hot pulse flooding claim visceral, collapsing chest-to-chest thunder-hearts sync. Storm raged unabated outside, but inside bond deepened irrevocable—obsession confessed, submission tasted, philosophies entwined, not clashed. Silk ties loosened post-climax, tender; his fingers tracing the scar above my brow, mirror-soft, obsidian gaze a vulnerable fracture. "Two years waiting. No more games." I twisted free, partial, mahogany palm cupping scarred jaw possessively now, full lips curving half-smirk echo his. "Games just escalated, dragon. You fell first—I decide the rise."

Troy struck hard and fast, his fangs coming away with a sizable chunk of meat from the writhing rogue’s throat. Before Troy could leave the side of the dead rogue, three warlocks clad in black gowns appeared. Neither could mask the shock in their eyes when their gazes fell on the dead rogues. Fury and disappointment filled the eyes of one particular warlock when her gaze landed on the dead rogue lying beside Troy. Her red hair and blue eyes gave away her identity, thanks to Amber’s detailed description. The sound that left the warlock’s throat caught the attention of the golden wolf. It turned to look at whoever had made that sound and froze.

I soothe. The dragon huffs and blows smoke but calms and we sit across from one another and I close my eyes, I feel a blanket get wrapped around my naked body, but concentrate on feeling her. It doesn’t feel like danger, quite the contrary. I am lost in feelings of lust and love, images of Asim and I kissing and then her with Asim float before my eyes, memories of Asim fucking me in the Fae private room from her point of view as she watched him inch by inch enter me slowly, I know I am turned on and feel my cock twitching, but continue in her thoughts and feelings. I finally see what is happening at the moment as Asim sinks his teeth into her and they both come undone, I feel her orgasm as i

But if I told them the truth, maybe they would take me back to Thornwood. “A werewolf.” I said as loud as I could muster. Collective gasps broke out around me. Gasps of shock and disdain. I dragged my gaze around, confused by their reaction. Wait, he did say this was the ‘Dragon Keep’. The memory of when I came across a book about Dragons rushed into my mind. “...dragons are egoistic creatures who think they're better than everyone. They hung our kind for sport. They're monsters, Eloise…” Mae had told me that day.

My voice was steadier than I felt, pushing aside my fear. "Of course. She uses a pen name—Thea Blackwood," Declan responded, noting the wince I tried to hide. "You'd know her as the author of Forbidden Desires. The title hit me like a bell ringing in the distance. "The romance novel?" It seemed silly, too fanciful for the serious matters that occupied my life and powers. But I couldn't ignore its underlying currents of magic, elements, and foretelling; they had revealed truths between the lines, whispering insistently like rippling water.

I glanced through the room and saw Lucien sleeping on the couch opposite the bed. He looked so peaceful in his sleep and it made my heart flutter. I sat up slowly, feeling a little bit better. But as soon as the blankets came off me, he opened his eyes. “You’re awake.” His voice was low but filled with relief. I honestly couldn’t remember anything that happened before I slept off. The only thing that raced through my mind was the fact that I had discovered my true mate — even without a wolf. Maybe the moon goddess was just watching over me. Maybe she hadn’t truly abandoned me and I wasn’t cursed or anything.

He was outside, tending to herbs. He looked up and smiled. "You came. I’ve been waiting." "You knew?" I asked. "You knew who I was?" "Since the first time your magic broke through the seal," he said softly. "Come inside." I followed him. The house smelled of old wood and dried herbs. He handed me a book. It was thick, bound in silver-threaded leather. "What is this?" "A gift from your ancestors," he said. "You are Kalyndri, Aurora. A bloodline of witches chosen by the Moon Goddess. The seal your mother placed was to protect you."

HIS LUNA IS A DRAGON and give your precious reviews. Instagram @ author_elixir . . Down below I'm sharing the synopsis and PROLOGUE of my book HIS LUNA IS A DRAGON. so please do give it a try. ..................................................................... [❤ SYNOPSIS OF HIS LUNA IS DRAGON ❤ Elysian Spent her entire life being abused, broken and rejected by her mate because she was nothing but a worthless, lowly Omega to them. Losing all hopes in life, something still made her want to hang on and she ran out of the darkness to find a light ray which could rescue her drowning heart.

She said as she stretched out her hand to receive his. She scanned the room briefly and found no signs of Hydra or Lord Earn. Have they abandoned her? She asked herself with panic building in her chest. Last she remembered, Lord Earn was on his way to the dais to talk to the King. The music began suddenly, Prince Caspian grabbed Larissa's hand firmly as they began to waltz. Spinning and circles and shuffling their feet to the slow, rhythmic music. It was perfect, but even so more when their eyes met.

Daniel said, leaning over me and pushing my head into the pillow. My head was down and my ass was sticking straight up. I was totally and completely exposed to him. I felt his body shift, a part of me terrified and a part of me excited. Nothing happened for a second, making me pause and wonder, but then I felt a gentle kiss on the back of my thigh and his breath against my skin. I felt goosebumps cover my body as I began to shiver in anticipation.