Vampire Dragon Dragon City Novels & Stories

Amelia POV Lord Wong was in a hurry. We went down three floors of garage space and turned into another tunnel. Next lift went deeper underground about hundred stories or so deep. We had several dragons here, and at times even the First Dragon would go to the Caves as we called them. The expansive space could easily accommodate about 100 dragons at the time, although I have never seen as many in one place. There were two juveniles with us, waiting to meet their made human. See, an interesting thing about dragons - they could be born/made three ways. The rarest dragons and most powerful are those born of two dragon shifter parents. I heard of some in the existence, but never met one. The pureb

He looks better, his color is good, and he doesn't appear to be shaking as much. We both finish eating and without a word begin picking up the broken glass and food from the floor. We work in tandem like we've done it before. I can't help but inhale his scent when he leans close. My wolf lets me know she wants him. She's resting on her haunches ready to pounce. She's never been this irritatingly persistent and I can't help wondering if it's because she knows he's at the top of the food chain. Vampires are the deadliest beings on earth. Dmitri told me a short while ago that a dragon, in his natural form, is deadlier. It's hard to believe after seeing Sarn in such a bad condition for so long.

Dragon sat with Jenny and her triplets around a small fire, its flames dancing gently and casting shifting shadows across their faces. Jerry sat beside Jackson, with Jakiri next to them. Towering over them, Dragon, with his fiery red eyes and commanding presence, exuded an aura that kept everyone on edge. Finally, there was Jenny. Jerry looked up at Dragon with a curious smile and asked, “You’ve told us a lot about werewolf customs, but there’s one question that has always fascinated me. What’s the story of the mate? And how does a werewolf find their destined partner?”

Without pausing, Liam passed through the threshold and made his way directly toward the ancient tomb where Vincent stood guiding the warriors there in drawing the runes to control the ominous dark energy emitting grom the tomb. Noticing Liam’s approach, Vincent turned, a faint smile tugging at his lips “Back so soon?” “Yes,” Liam replied, his tone light “Scouting doesn’t take long when Aragon’s with me.” Vincent let out a quiet chuckle “It still amazes me how he can fly in this cursed air. Believe it or not, you’re only the second person I’ve seen ride a dragon through this wasteland, the rest of us keep them in the stables for emergencies.”

“I have a feeling we aren’t out of danger just yet, and we still need to get you free from the ice.’ As if on cue, the ground begins to shake again, and a deep rumbling sound fills the air. We look around frantically, trying to figure out what is happening, when suddenly, a huge creature bursts out of the ground, its massive body covered in scales and spikes. ‘What the hell is that?’ I exclaim, my eyes widening in horror. ‘A zombie dragon,’ Liam answers. ‘This is bad!’ I watch in awe as the zombie dragon spreads its wings and lets out a deafening roar. Its eyes are blood-red, and it looks at us like we’re nothing more than prey. I glance at Liam, who is now growling deep in his throat, his e

I sent him a curious glance but he said nothing, eyes trained on the glass and the world outside. “Look.” He said softly and I turned to do so and paused. Sprawled down below, was the massive city of Drusden, the Vampire haven I’d heard only whispers about until coming here with Dymon. A gasp caught in my throat at the scene, for it was beautiful, in a dark, lonely way. The sky was a deep black of the night, so intensely black that was almost blue with stars twinkling all over it like diamonds trapped in a firmament of darkness. It seemed like an eternal night that hung all over the city and beautiful as it was, I couldn’t tell if it was a good or bad thing.

Opening the door, I peek out and see the black haired beauty staring back at me. “Hello,” I said, looking down at my bare feet. Not willing to look up, I get distracted when a glowing light comes from my rib cage. Getting this tickling feeling, I lift my shirt and take a look. Blue dragons with ice spitting from their mouths are shaped into a yin and yang sign. The glowing gets brighter, so I shield my eyes before looking down once more. My blue dragons turned into one blue and one red dragon, seeming to battle each other. Shock and disbelief come from the man in front of me. I hear a groan sound from behind him and look around his shoulder to see the same stranger I thought I had dreamed ab

He looks better, his color is good, and he doesn't appear to be shaking as much. We both finish eating and without a word begin picking up the broken glass and food from the floor. We work in tandem like we've done it before. I can't help but inhale his scent when he leans close. My wolf lets me know she wants him. She's resting on her haunches ready to pounce. She's never been this irritatingly persistent and I can't help wondering if it's because she knows he's at the top of the food chain. Vampires are the deadliest beings on earth. Dmitri told me a short while ago that a dragon, in his natural form, is deadlier. It's hard to believe after seeing Sarn in such a bad condition for so long.

As long as he survived the transformation. “It’s Samuel and a woman,” Cameron said from the doorway as he returned. “They’re dragons. Rhett saw a fucking dragon land in the courtyard and pretty much shat himself. But it transformed into Samuel. He and his mate, apparently,” he slid into the bed at Talen’s other side. “They say they’re here to help.” “Good,” Talen’s acknowledgement was almost a snore, their vampire slipping back into sleep. “How is he?” Aislen whispered to Cameron across the sleeping vampire.

"Yes, I know, you're currently sleeping in my arms, in Amora Castle, and you're dreaming, once you wake up you'll tell me everything you have dreamed of. I can't tell you how the battle ends with Rufus, this is only a possible future, I hope is this one that comes to pass. But when Maya turns five years we began having reports of sighting of dragons after we ended the Council, all magic that restrained these creatures disappeared, and they were left to roam the Realm again. We still haven't found anything on how to battle him, the Council predated the Werewolves and Vampires wars. Maya is the only one who seems to be able to communicate with them, but I will not put my daughter in danger and