The Dragon's Proposal Novels & Stories

She turns to the sound of his voice, like a flower growing towards the sun. They have already started to fall back in love with one another. I just need to help them see it. Greeting them both I bring their awareness to me and what I have presented on the center table. "Now that we are all here. I want to tell you both about a small problem I have. When I told the servant that it was impossible that my husband had been attacked by a dragon, I wasn't being entirely truthful. Yes, Lord Dashiell is at sea, but the dragon threat to my duchy, I know it sounds impossible but..." I lean forward, "I have seen the dragon myself and it is quite real."

Tordin whispered, the man who had been silent in the group. Zarek would murder everyone if anything were to happen to his mate. Dragons were extremely protective of their mates, killing to protect them if needed. Being the largest dragon in existence, there was no telling what would happen should his mate die. “Let us research as much as we can. Find any records, should they exist, of this working.” Samelle shut the book, drawing in ragged breaths. Fear raced icily through his veins. He would not fail Zarek again.

Drago had seen her naked, even touched her, but she was half out of it when this had occurred. “I’m kidding,” he smiled,”Sort of.” Drago lifted her in his arms, carrying her to the bed. “My dragon is growing restless, my love,” he lowered her to the bed,smiling as he lay down beside her.”He wants to meet his beautiful, alluring fiery haired goddess of a mate.” Drago positioned himself over her, his weight on his elbows, then bent down and pressed his lips to hers. “I will not pressure you, though, Madchen,” he said in between soft kisses,”But know this, I want to spend the rest of my life with you,and the dragon knows this.”

The dragons would make sure there is protection on our lands against all the other creatures and they would provide apparatuses and resources we need from far and wide, and the only thing we have to do is pick girls of eligible ages for the were-dragons every two years. Never has there been a setback and never has there been anyone who had been bold enough to break the pact. If dared, The dragons could incinerate our entire pack, turning forests to ash and melting mountains to molten rock. It is said that the dragon's flames danced with sublime grace, devouring obstacles and leaving trails of smoldering destruction. Their burning fire is everything and everything to be feared. I felt terrifi

“We will send our grown progeny to subdue the mortals, not the fledglings. Their time will come. Segrenry shall send her guard as pledged, since she exalts their might. This council is dismissed.” The dragons took to the air, wings unfurling in a storm of power. The ceiling, woven with age-old enchantments, groaned and split apart, yielding to their ascent. Through the widening rift, they soared into the open sky. In moments, the sky above Adistaktos burned with color as each turned toward their distant palace. *****

he questioned. I shook my head before replying, "The snow was too heavy. I couldn't make it back." There was some truth to it, but it was mostly just an excuse. I had no intentions of going back. After all, I was determined to leave for good. Julian didn't seem to have noticed my odd behavior. After a brief moment of silence, he spoke up again, "The proposal… I'll accept it." Then, he handed me an invitation. "Let's go together tonight," he offered. They were front-row tickets to my favorite classical orchestra. That was his way of making amends to me.

I said to him. “I was wondering why he hasn’t come looking for his man yet,” he mused. “He’d be an idiot to attack you and I think he knows that,” I said honestly. “What do you have in mind?” he asked me. “I can tell him I sensed a dragon in your house, that you weren’t very forthcoming but that you slipped up somehow and I know that you plan to attack him. I can convince him to take action saying that I’ll help him. If he attacks you first, you have grounds for his capture and torture,” I said to him.

His pupils grew round and full, like a bird of prey watching a mouse. What was Spencer? What had I gotten myself into? I should have just stayed home and confronted Nolan and my sister. If I had it would suck, but I wouldn’t be about to be possibly murdered by someone who might not be human. A rumbling growl came from deep in Spencer’s chest and he leaned back slightly on his barstool. Watching me with those eerie looking eyes. “I’m a dragon.” The words were raspy and didn’t sound human. It was almost a growl, but not quiet, something animalistic. A warning.

He was not sure what she was, but he knew she possessed healing powers, and that should convince the dragon kingdom to accept her as his mate, their princess. Just then, Alicia heard someone yell, “I knew it! I knew you had a secret out here, so I followed you. This is your day to die, dragon!” Antione Richmond yelled raising his bow. “Dragon! Fly! Get out of here, save yourself!” Alicia cried. She ran over and stood in front of the dragon, begging Antione not to fire. Corithias shot flames at Antione, making a wall of flames to block his path.

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