The Dragons Proposal Novels & Stories

once again reached a volatile tone when Calder was suddenly joined by over a dozen other spectruls as Murdok looked around Calder was the only one to speak, “we know of her and the collector my master, we also notice she is not of interest to him but is of considerable value to you.” Murdok smirked and shook his head, addressing the entire crowd, “now hear me, all of you! I do not require a companion in any way, Rori will be welcome to stay here under the protection of the mountain as all of you are and that is the last we will discuss it.” Murdok hears subtle whispered voices, and again Calder was the only one to speak. “She has the fire inside of her, the boy… Andy was with her when flits

“The Dragons have a weapon. A poison. Designed to only kill Alpha Males. It’s delivered in the bite venom of the Dragon fighters. Once they bite you, Alphas, your Alpha blood is attacked. You can’t heal, can’t shift. Soon the poison will consume you. We can help, but out here, you’ll be dead in a matter of days.” The Alphas look at each other. Some whispering to each other. “How do you know this?” Gerald ticks his brow up, leaning on his knee. I look down, stop and face him. “Our Alpha is fighting the poison as we speak. The Dragon who told us was Samuel Jax.” Grumbles and shock erupted among the Alphas. Warren leaned forward. “Samuel did this?” I nod. “What do you propose.” Devlin gave me a

Celeste dismounts smoothly, though I can see she's favoring one leg. "We need to talk, Thelma." She walks toward me, her expression grave. "About what I've been hiding for 1,200 years. About why dragons, real dragons, are returning after millennia of sleep." The dragon behind her rumbles, a sound that vibrates in my chest. "And about the prophecy," Celeste continues, "that says only an Alpha twin bonded to a True Alpha can prevent the supernatural apocalypse that's about to destroy every species on Earth."

Rodrick added though his tone was far from concerned or sad. "probably because the dragons scorched their homes," Damian said rolling his eyes, "that forest was their home, when their magic went, Ignere became bitter," I turned to all of them, "We need a solution, or all of us are going to lose our thrones and everything else, as the last prophecy foretells, and "in his due age the dragon and power within him will smite the last of his enemies and with him holds the power of their permanent extinction. Thus the king shall rise"

“How lovely. I didn’t realize we were collecting broody monarchs today.” “Cut the crap, Kensavion,” I said, striding forward. “We don’t have time for your drama. The dragons are coming. Tate’s preparing to wipe out everything in his path—wolves, witches, humans, my people. Yours too, eventually.” Kensavion leaned back in his throne, examining his nails. “Oh no. How tragic. The big angry lizard wants to throw a tantrum. Again.” My fangs pressed against my lower lip. “I’m not here to beg. I’m here to offer a chance to strike first—for once.”

So, I called for the dragons. Why the dragons? They were the only ones who had not stepped over our borders to try to buy your hand, trade you as a mate for their sons, or threaten us in any way. And for as long as I can remember, the dragons had a reputation for avoiding chosen mates. I thought it had to be our best chance or the only way out of this mess and to keep you safe. Not long after this was leaked out in the pack, new stories about them started to spread like fire on dry grass—breeding dungeons, using females as science objects, treating them as nothing but birthing machines. I have no idea how they started or where they came from, and I knew better than to rely on rumors. But I a

She wasn’t going to like what I was about to tell her. “Yeah,” I let out a breath, knowing that I needed to tell her what had happened. “She, umm, she claimed Kaida and Kaji.” “Claimed?” Cass tilted her head to the side, her hand coming up to her lower lip. Her fingers brushed against my claim and it shot a thrill of white-hot need straight up my spine. My balls tightened and I had to fight down a moan. “I thought that only dragons could claim a human.” “When it’s fate. That is when the Gods made that person for a dragon. They can claim them. She’ll never want to be away from them. They’ll always be able to find her. Cass, I'm sorry.”

I was the lowest-born black serpent in the Serpent Clan, yet the Dragon Court's most honored crown prince chose me as his bride. He gave up his betrothal to my sister, surrendered his place as heir, and walked away from the Dragon Court for me. I was moved beyond words and became his wife. But after I gave birth to only a black serpent, he flew into a rage. He crushed our baby beneath his foot, then killed me with a single strike of his sword. As I was dying, I saw hatred burning in his eyes. "If I'd known you were this useless, I should've married your sister!" Only then did I learn the truth. I was the woman of fate named in the Dragon Court's forbidden book, the one born with primord

He explained, “This is the dragons territory. Infinite has never really had a problem with the cobras, to the best of our knowledge. They’re not friends, and they’re certainly not allies, but they don’t bother each other and rarely have conflicts. But the dragons is just like any other gang in this city. They’re looking to expand, and they’re looking to gain power. We just offered them a great deal they couldn’t turn down.” “That deal,” Dante said, “is simple. They align with us, and help us nose Infinite out on the tenth, and in return Mariposa gets the cobras’s territory, and the dragons gets all of Infinite’s previous holdings with one example.” Gianna let out a deep breath. “That’s …” “B

“What else is left? We rebuild, and another dragon will come. They always come.” “Better to live beneath their talons,” someone whispered, “than be crushed beneath their fire.” An argument broke like a storm—rage and desperation tangled in every voice. “They slaughtered our children!” “And yet we still breathe!” “Only because that monster grew bored!” A silence followed. Thick, shameful, final. The truth lay bare for them to see: boredom was mercy. The dragon had left not out of pity, but indifference. At last, Dominus spoke again. “Adistaktos is far. None who walk ever return. But those who reach it… they say the dragons let some serve. They eat well. They live.”