The Dragon And The Wolf Novels & Stories

“Give yourself the chance my daughter, let your Inner-Light answer his… take him into your heart and feel the truth behind his actions.” Then, stunning and confusing me even more, the wolf of amethyst flames walked up to the dragon, unafraid of its massive size. The dragon bent down and tenderly caressed the wolf's neck and face with its head, a soft growling rumbling from its spectral form. The wolf whined happily at the attention, folding its ears back and sitting close to the dragon, its eyes closed peacefully. The blazing tail of the wolf curled around her body as she sat beside the dragon, soft little whimpers still leaving its throat as the dragons wings opened fully, wrapping around t

She nodded, trying to guess the direction of their current conversation. “They are all real. And wait, I know what you think right now. You may think this is strange, but they are all real. For example, the me who is in front of you right now. I'm a werewolf, and so is Bianca who is a vampire.” "Wolf? Vampire?” “Then my friend who you will meet soon is a dragon. He's already eight hundred years old, but that doesn't mean he's a conservative dragon-type like a normal dragon I have to admit, it's annoying.”

the wolf rumbled. "Wait, for real?" "Yes, quickly!" Elea climbed onto the massive wolf's back, burying her hands in his thick fur. "Hug me tight. I'm going to run, and I'm not responsible if you fall off," he warned. As they took off, Drex became a blur of power, slicing through the wind and leaping over obstacles with ease. He wasn't just a wolf; he was a Lycan, a magnificent creature of legend. Elea squeezed her eyes shut, clinging to him as they soared through the night.

The Alpha wolf had teamed up with the three strongest witches to make him the most powerful supernatural, or at least a close match to our king, I wonder what the Alpha wolf had promised the witches in return. I starred in shock as I watched the Alpha’s aura grow stronger throughout the room, Draq’s eyes turned golden the color of Tianlong, and I knew his dragon was lending him the strength of the gods to overcome Alpha Ash’s aura, but even the great strength of the gods could not stop his wrath.

with a hard slap to the wolf, he pushed him away and then abruptly transformed into a dragon. Nathan's eyes were bright yellow right now and he growled the fire from his mouth whilst the wolf tried to run away from the fire. Raya heard the loud growl of Lord Dragon and she blurted out, "This is our Lord!" Then she ran inside the forest with the powerful soldiers. The fight between the dragon and the wolf took place for a while when both of them were hitting each other, clawing at each other, ready to rip each other apart. Nathan divulged the fire from his mouth and the wolf roared in anger.

Cadma laughs, “It is more likely your mate will have to save you once you get there.” Jasper, my wolf, growls and is pushing to come forward to rip out Cadma’s throat. I laugh at my wolf because he does not want to fight a real dragon. Jasper – “Whatever, I can take that dragon down and fry his guts over a fire.” Andor --- “Yeah, right Jasper, I know you are, tough man, but you will end up a flaming Wolf by his dragon. Which, by the way, would fry me as well. Not happening, leave the nice lizard alone.”

My eyes turned wolf ready to unleash my beast, uncaring if I'm going to compromise my disguise. But before I could successfully shift into my wolf, someone powerful seized Drake away from me. “Rozen!” I called for his name as relief washed over me. “You fucking bastard!” he bellowed as bones popping shred the silence of the night. Both their bodies were altering and then, a few seconds later, two large wolves stood in the middle of the fields, frothing on both sides of their mouths, growling and ready to battle it out until the end. Drake’s wolf is black, just a bit smaller than Rozen, but still as bloodthirsty as his own brother.

Every texture was shocking. “You are struggling,” Sera said. It was not a question. “Yes. Being human again is harder than we expected. Harder than fighting the Voids. Harder than becoming the seal.” I pushed the food away. “We do not know how to do this. Do not know how to be separate. How to be small. How to be limited.” “Then we find you help. Someone who understands.” She thought for a moment. “There is a wolf. Very old. She lived before the curse. Before the First Ones created the bloodlines. She might know something about merging and separation. About consciousness and transformation.”

"If you were a purebred Dark Wolf and had mastered the race's Supreme Mystique Techniques, I wouldn't have been a match for you. But you're just a bastard," Logan remarked as the golden flames blazed around him. The flames expanded, transforming into two fiery dragons that entwined in the air and surged toward Dark Wolf King. Though still dozens of meters away, the white fur of Dark Wolf King already appeared ablaze. Dark Wolf King could no longer mock Logan—he urgently tried to gather his cold energy and unleashed an extremely cold breath to counter Logan's golden flames.

Three dragons circled overhead while another two tore through the outer districts, setting rooftops ablaze with every sweep of their wings. The sixth… The largest… Hovered above the battlefield like a king surveying prey. Grey wiped soot from his brow with the back of his arm. His legs felt heavier than it had only an hour ago. Around him, Stormfang's warriors fought with everything they had left. They were brave. Far braver than fate deserved. Yet bravery alone could not undo a century-old curse. A young wolf beside Grey lunged toward a dragon. Halfway through his transformation, the young man collapsed onto one knee. His wolf ears appeared. His claws lengthened.