Violet Dragon Novels & Stories

Each Archdragon was blessed with the gift to control the element they were born with. There was the Archdragon of Earth a magestic golden brown color, much like the, color of sand kissed by the sun; his name was Alluvium, he ruled over the element of earth itself… the lush green fields and fertile soil were all under his command, the humans believed that if they had a good year of crop growth and fertile lands;that the Earth dragon was in a good mood or happy with them. If they could not find any wild animals to hunt or their crops failed to flourish, it meant that Alluvium was upset or angered depending on the gravity of the situation.

How could she not have noticed the sword before? Musa furrowed her eyebrows, “Who are you and why do you recognize me as Musa? That name no longer needs to be tied to me!” Violet stared down at her feet, then back at the sword. “My name is Yak Ann Sinora but many know me as Violet.” Musa held the sword closer to Violet's face. “Who are you? I've never heard the name before and I'm pretty sure I've never seen you before.” Violet snapped her finger, changing into her true appearance.

Violetta’s voice hadn’t rung in his ears in years, not since he was in Daikon as the temporary ambassador. “It’s Violetta,” Nate said, looking at Seth and Logan. “The dragon?” Logan asked. Nate nodded. “Who’s Violetta?” Susanna asked, her face pursed in suspicion as she looked between Nate, Seth, and Logan with a frown. “She’s a dragon. She’s a good person. She has a special ability to link with anyone she wants. She just linked with me. She said Izzy is safe and well,” Nate said, his jaw clenched.

He also told me that his dragon was a gold color and was probably one of the biggest dragons and oldest dragons on earth. As my dad finished telling me about his lineage, my mother Violet started her story. She told me she was 538 years old and is a witch/wolf hybrid. She told me that her mother was a witch and father was a wolf and that they met at a shopping center in California and fell in love. Even though they weren't mates they decided to mark and become mates and she was the result.

He was in a fight with a dragon prince, all he needed was a distraction and today fate was on his side. The men were pressing Raisel and although she was holding her own, she was having a harder time doing so as the men pressed on. “Kill her off!”, Votigern barked with a sly smile. And at that moment Dragomir turned to Raisel then Votigern made his hit, he plugged the blade through Dragomir’s heart. The blade he had recovered from the blacksmith’s shop in Avalon, the blade he had recognized as the blade forged of a thousand dragon breaths, the only blade capable of piercing through a dragon’s thick impenetrable skin, the blade capable of causing great damage to a dragon in human form, the bl

His most trusted men had turned against him and he hadn't seen it coming; he should have known but his attention had been stolen by another matter altogether. Zarek had dreamed of his mate. He had made a connection with her and knew she was near his territory. Dragons could feel their life mate when he/she came near them and had vivid dreams of that person. Her face was always blurred but he could make out her body, a body that attracted his attention. She was a mere five foot three but was built lean with all the right curves in all the right places. Her hips were made to bear children and her body was womanly, sensual and ripe.

Aria looks untamed. Obsidian hair. Violet eyes. That silver streak near the front catching sunlight like moonlight woven into darkness. And the magic around her? Completely unstable. It coils around her body like it doesn’t know whether it wants to protect her or destroy everything around her. She’s a live wire, waiting to burst. I’m fascinated instantly.

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

I yell, watching as the harpoon turns toward Ylys. Bynjym screams angrily and a bronze dragon, Vyctyr, who is closest to the turret where the harpoon is located, flies down, snatching the soldier manning the harpoon into his mouth and swallowing him whole. I know from experience that the dragon will vomit up the steal of the soldier’s uniform later.

Chapter 61 The new dragon blocked the corridor his mixed crimson and obsidian scales gleaming with an unnatural sheen that made my stomach twist. He was taller than both Draven and Vaelor with sharp ridges along his shoulders and eyes that glowed a deep violet. His gaze raked over my exposed body taking in my heavy leaking breasts my soft round belly and the way my thick thighs pressed together in fear and exhaustion. I pulled the torn robe tighter around my curves but it did little to hide the milk still dripping down my skin or the plump curves that had drawn so much dangerous attention.