Vampire Dragon Novels & Stories

The last living dragon in the world, and he looked to him as a savior. He rushed over, throwing himself at the dragon's feet. "Dragon Lord! My savior! I vow to be your faithful servant from this day forward! Anything you need, anything you want, I will die trying to obtain it for you. Just please… save us from the wicked Lycan Queen!" The dragon cast a disdainful glance at the groveling vampire. "Get up," he commanded and the vampire scrambled to his feet, eager to comply with any order. “You’re vampire,” the Dragon observed, more statement than question.

“You mean they passed through the borders and we didn’t notice?” Dario asks, furious and a little surprised because he prided himself in knowing that his pack has top security as he also was instantly notified whenever a breach was to happen. “Yes. Draco is with them”. James said with a sigh, waiting for an outburst from Darionas Draco was a good friend but a terrible foe. Draco is a cvampire that is out of the ordinary, as he was born both by a witch and a vampire.

It was something else, but he didn’t care whatever it was couldn’t stop him. “I don’t know, just kill it so we can get into the warehouse.” The Dark One said to his men. The vampires blurred and started to attack the beast’s body staying away from his head. The beast roared when the vampires started clawing at his body. He started shaking his big body and throwing himself against trees trying to get the vampires off of him. Out of nowhere a Dragon swooped down, using it’s claws ripping his vampires off of the big beast and setting them on fire dropping them to the ground. The Dark One sighed deeply not wanting to waste time. With a flick of his wrist, he threw the dragon into the big beas

I channeled the volatile core of dragon energy directly into my palm, letting a dense, swirling mass of dark crimson and black flames manifest across my skin. With a sharp, sweeping motion of my arm, I unleashed a massive wave of raw fire straight toward the grand entrance. ​The roaring inferno slammed into the reinforced ironwood doors with the force of a collapsing mountain. ​There was a deafening roar as the flames devoured the thick wood instantly, superheating the metal plating until it melted into glowing liquid slag.

She nodded, trying to guess the direction of their current conversation. “They are all real. And wait, I know what you think right now. You may think this is strange, but they are all real. For example, the me who is in front of you right now. I'm a werewolf, and so is Bianca who is a vampire.” "Wolf? Vampire?” “Then my friend who you will meet soon is a dragon. He's already eight hundred years old, but that doesn't mean he's a conservative dragon-type like a normal dragon I have to admit, it's annoying.”

I tell them what I thought, and Ty starts laughing so hard she is crying. “You are all assholes.” Storm grumbles. Elayni smacks my arm as she tells me to behave. I can’t help it. This is some funny shit. Even Dray and Drake and chuckling. They both have smirks on their faces. Even though I won’t admit it out loud, Storm still scares me. The guy is fucking huge. I am unsure if it is because of his vampire or dragon heritage. Dragons are built bigger than most shifters. The closest in size would be bear shifters. Storm told us that his vampire side is from the European Norwegian countries. I know that people in that part of the world are larger in size than in other areas. I mean,

She believed sometimes knowledge and curiosity would put someone's life at risk and she didn't want to drag anyone along with her crazy obsession about supernatural beings. With her secret collection, she knew that the prominent kind residing with humans were vampires. They were categorized in three categories. Pureblooded were those who were born as vampires with parents who were both vampires, they were the strongest. Turned vampires, humans who went through transition. And half-vampires, those who were fruits of the union of vampires and humans.

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

His ocean blue eyes are now dark and the pain is clear in them. I raise my hands and touch his cheeks. I caress his face and look him in the eyes. "Damien," I call him out. "Imagine this: a perfect life as a child with a big family to love and cherish. I was a young Vampire by then. All that mattered to me was my parents and my family. As a bloodline Vampire, my parents were also bloodline Vampires. Blood line vampires are original vampires not the turned ones. Bloodline Vampires are the only vampires who can have magical abilities," he says and then shuts his eyes. He rubs his forehead and then continues his narration.

Her breathing was heavy and she was being attended to by my pack. “You’re late.” A firm voice said from behind, and as I turned, I was in for yet another secret. Mal, walked up towards us with a blood stained face and clothes, the wolves who saw him were on alert and they immediately gave way when he walked towards a direction. “Oh, sorry for not getting the message on time.” Richard said in a mocking tone. As the two walked closer, Richard kicked the body of one of the vampires that stood in the way. The moment these two were finally near each other, the air became tense and everyone stayed quiet. The hatred between these two was by no means ordinary, these two possessed the aura of a Chima