The Library Dragon Book Novels & Stories

“You are so beautiful, dark dragon,” Madchen reached her arms around his neck, never wavering her gaze. “As are you, Madchen, and I love you,” Drago crashed his lips onto hers, searing her mouth with his passion.Black wings erupted from his back, engulfing Madchen in a cocoon of protection. He didn’t care that he was standing stark naked in front of his gathering family, all he cared about was that Madchen accepted him for what he was, a dragon who had found his mate.

"A real one. It's about a librarian who rides dragons." He stared at me for two full seconds. Then he turned to Knox with an expression of complete parental triumph. "A librarian who rides dragons," he said. "Knox. A librarian who rides dragons." "I know, Dad." "That's extraordinary." "I know." "You didn't tell me about the dragons." "I told you she was a writer."

I wanted to feel alive. The royal library was quiet and dark. Only my candle lit the old table. Dust floated in the air. I had sneaked into the forbidden section again. My fingers traced the ancient leather cover of the book. It felt warm. Alive. The pages spoke of dragons. Old gods who slept deep in the mountains. Creatures that hoarded gold and beautiful things. I wanted to be wanted. Even if it was dangerous. My heart beat faster as I read the words out loud. My voice was soft at first. Then stronger. The runes glowed under my fingertips. A strange heat spread through my body. It settled low in my belly. Between my thick thighs. I pressed them together and kept reading.

“I had to retrieve this from an old library,” I stayed quiet to hear what she had to say, moving my gaze between her and the book. “Apparently, the north has an old library which is…” “I don't need the details. What's in the book?” “It's called…” “Your presence alone is suffocating, Odessa. What's in the damn book and spare us the time of being in the same space,” “It holds a reason for Rhaegal's sudden interest in Penelope. Possibly….Alpha Daemon too,”

Frustration claws at my chest until my fingers brush against a thick, worn book shoved far back on a lower shelf. The Legend of the Dragon Warriors. I scoff immediately. Dragons. Of course. I almost shove it back. I hate everything that has to do with dragons now. Everything about them reminds me of things I would rather forget, bonds I would rather pretend never existed. But something stops me. Tiny lettering at the very bottom of the spine catches my eye. Blue fire. My pulse stutters. I pull the book out slowly and flip it open. The pages are old. Fragile. The first image nearly knocks the air out of my lungs.

I run my hand along it, pushing and grabbing trying to see if it’ll open a secret passage or something. ‘Maybe it’ll open for our mate, the blood magic could be keeping it locked, if it’s really there.’ Hunter speaks in my mind. I can’t help but feel satisfied with his answer, I was truly blessed with an intelligent dragon. “Lily, come over here. I might’ve found something.” I called over to her. She yells back a simple answer before finally putting away her mothers spell book and moving towards me.

Alicia decided she had to see if he was still conscious before determining if she could help him or not. One quiet step at a time, Alicia came upon the dragon. He was blue, purple, and green and his skin shone in the sunlight like oil. Being a girl who knew no fear, she carefully reached a hand out to touch him. After all, it was not every day that you got to touch a dragon, she thought. He didn’t open his eyes when she gently touched the side of his face. That gave her courage to examine him. Alicia had hopes to be a Doctor of Animals, but she knew that was just a dream. No one would take a woman seriously.

Draco was perplexed by the library at to begin with … he was beautiful beyond any doubt he wasn’t a huge reader. A brief assessment appeared each single book was a music book. If not a collection of songs, a content around a certain composer or craftsman and their work. Some of the books were exceptionally ancient with worn calfskin covers and old-fashioned paper. He realized with a few astonish that he must have been collecting melodic legend for very a few time. I don’t indeed know how ancient I am! This unsettled Draco, but something that disturbed him distant more was not knowing how long he had been in a relationship with Sydney.

Fearing that once again, after so many hours, they would be disappointed, they opened the door slowly and peeked before entering and. - Oh my Goddess! – Gary says, amazed. - Great Dragon of the sky! – Lucifron says. On the other side of the door, which had closed behind him, was a huge library. Books and books piled up on books, shelves, and tables. They looked back and where the door should have been, there were even more books. Some modern, others ancient. Some were made of mere paper, others parchment and papyrus. There were even inscriptions on the stone and the most incredible of all, inscriptions that, in the world of books, had been written on the walls. The fantastic thing was that i

I would return back home victorious, I would. "Let me have it" I said to dragon Bryan. He walked forward and passed the briefcase to me, then stepped back. I gently set it down on the floor and proceeded to open it. I pulled it open and the first thing that hit me was the smell of libraries, how old books smelt. The key looked just like I remembered it next to the book, both safe and intact just like I remembered. Almost like forest knew what was about to happen he moved forward and put his face over the book sniffing it. I held my breath, waiting for the connection that would lead us all to hell. But nothing happened.