Vampire Dragon Dragon City Novels & Stories

"I'm back." I look up to see West approaching my desk. He's an impure like me. People like us are regarded as the abominations of the society. He's a mage who has the blood of an undead flowing in his veins. On the other hand, I'm a dragon shifter with demon blood running through my veins. "She's safe and sound, Dash. Now, tell me what that was about." "Fine." .... "I can't believe we're doing this" I mutter. West chuckles and nudges me.

Filled with fire and volcanos as far as the eye could see. Until one day, when in every corner of the world, a blood-freezing howl was heard. No one knows how, but a great beast had made his nest at the top of the tallest Vulcano in Valaria. A dragon... It terrorized travelers for decades until a young prince from the southern kingdom set on an adventure to kill the beast. For years and years, no one heard from him and all assumed he was dead. Until the prince reappeared. Riding the dragon he tamed and bearing the flags of all the other kingdoms he conquered alone, building the empire of Valaria.

My words come off chipped. I watch as he sizes me up from the door entrance. “Your father understood what it was like to keep this Kingdom safe. Are you willing to do the same?” His words catch me off guard. “I do not understand what you are asking me. I am willing to do whatever it takes to keep my Kingdom safe.” “I can tell by your barrier. It will work, but not for long. We can feel the person it is tethered to. We know that she can sense us and that she is in the other room.” “And your point is what?” “She need not fear us. None of you shall need to fear us if you make a deal.” “What deal?” I ask between gritted teeth. “Blood.” “You are not a vampire; you do not need blood.” “Our young d

He brought him somewhere unknown and he growled and ran towards the Cave, in his head he was chanting for their mate. Adrian entered the cave in hurry and finally saw Elysian, laying on top of a werewolf, getting raped brutally by five men on the floor. A loud growl snapped the five men, they quickly pulled away from the unconscious figure of Elysian and looked at Adrain in fear, the wolves freaked out to see a huge dragon glaring at them, how the fuck there was a dragon here?! While the three wolves knew they will die that day. No one should mess with Adrian, as they have witnessed the death itself, for they have met the legend they have only heard the stories about. The dragon.

Cathy murmured, unconsciously pressing her hands more firmly against her belly—as if she could shield their unborn children from the dangers that seemed to be closing in from all sides. Magnus’s eyes flickered with an idea—his brow furrowing in concentration. “There might be another way,” he said slowly, his deep voice resonating in the small cave. “A bigger cave… one that could accommodate a dragon.” Cathy blinked—certain she had misheard. “A dragon?” The word felt absurd on her tongue—like something out of a child’s storybook. “Yes,” Magnus nodded, his expression grave. “Vampires fear dragons. They stay far from their territories.”

The roar of dragons, the clash of steel, the screams of soldiers—all of it fades beneath the quiet, steady song moving through the connection we share. She has begun. The bridge is beginning to take shape. And the war has truly started. I fold my wings and dive. The wind tears past my scales as the city rushes upward beneath me. Smoke curls from the shattered streets where Malrec’s forces have triggered their hidden bombs. Fire spreads across the rooftops as dragons clash above the ruined towers. This city was once the heart of the fae kingdom, it's streets shimmering and shining with life. Today it is a battlefield, coated in blood and fire, already beginning to reek of death and distructio

"Transforms." They fight each other so that the vampire Marcus runs out of the castle, and the dragon Dimitri catches up with him, and they fight each other and give him a blow to the other. Strong and resounding, indicating his pain, and the vampire ends it by implanting his fangs in the neck of the dragon and begins to suck his blood. The dragon begins to relax his muscles and his wings dangle little by little in a humiliating way. He emits a muffled moan and begins to fall down at a terrible speed, and the vampire is still on top of him and sucks his blood.

And Lucifron picks up the struggling child, and puts it on his shoulder, initiating the march behind the vampire, until they reach a road, get into a big black car and go down the road, leaving behind the screams of the man who had the idea of ​​selling the dragon. Lucifron was sitting, holding the child tightly in his lap, beside his master, without any thought or gesture, and Zog was furious. He was a red dragon, the most powerful on the Dragons island, and one of the most powerful in the world. Red dragons were rare, and that vile creature didn't know what he had bought. Lucifron could be subdued by the vampire's voice, but not him. But as long as Lucifron held him captive, as the vampire

bounced up and down on his cock, not too fast, not too slow. Her plan was to gratify the dragon until she couldn't move from sheer exhaustion. And she was indeed getting tired, satisfied but tired. Maya suspected that the next orgasm was going to be the last of the night and she wanted to make it count. Every time I cum, it feels like he gets a little deeper inside of me. I wish I could keep climaxing forever. This time, the dragon climaxed first, again stuffing her with sperm. Maya, felt him erupt inside of her, and she did the same. They shuddered together; he did it for a brief moment, she, almost to the brink of madness. At last, they finally fell asleep. Maya was still on top of the dr

Danrious took his hand away from my mouth. "Help," was the only thing I could say, but he just fixed his glasses and grasped my hand. "Don't worry, you won't end up like them," Sir Daryl assured. I'm unsure what he means, but I fear them now. He licked my wrist, then sank his fangs into it without warning. I winced at the agony but didn't have the strength to fight it. They're not humans; they're bloodthirsty vampires. A tear fell from my eye, and I gazed up, seeing the plain ceiling and closing my eyes.