Violet Dragon Novels & Stories

Her bond with Scarlet was that strong that she felt pains just at sight of what belonged to her. Violet’s mind was torn apart and the only thing that she needed at the moment was rest, a good rest. Too many things have happened in this one day and the only thing to clear her mind is a good night sleep. She can start to work on her mission once she is done sleeping, that is the next day. “We are really-

I explain “Once my mother shifted back, he told my mother that she was not an opal dragon. He had taken a picture of her dragon while she was shifted and explained to her that she was an extremely rare Musgravite gemstone dragon. Her dragon was practically colourless but had a hint of what I would call smokey colour to her. She was gorgeous. Her friend said that since opals are formed with water and diamonds, that is how I was made. Mom asked him how come her dragon was white the first time she shifted, and he said that if she was standing near something white, her scales would have reflected the light and appeared white. He told her that since she was young, it was possible her true s

He is as powerful as he is handsome. Dragons can choose their mates. The whole female dragon population is vying for his attention. But he fancied no one till date. They are too scared to approach him themselves. Unlike Werewolves, vampires, and humans If a Dragon loses his or her virginity to anyone, then they will become their destined mate. Either by mistake or not. It's the same for both males and females. They cannot become sexually active with anyone else until their mate is dead. Drake Hamilton looked around the big banquet, which is decorated with expensive and rare flowers. If it's not for his father, he wouldn't have agreed to this meaningless party hosted by his stepmother on the

She was worried about important things, significant things, and she had no time to be— “See? She’s not jealous. That’s a childish thing. Look at her, fine warrior. So do you want this one or not?” Tet picked up Letti’s hand and wagged it at the chieftain. “Don’t forget, I did warn you that I can’t let you keep Anzi. I hate to keep anything from a dear, supportive friend such as you, but this is different. Violetta—that’s your name, right? Good—Violetta’s unattached, and I’m more than happy to give her to you as a souvenir to remember me by. She’s also got, what do they call it? Classical training. And I hear from time to time that the skills of anyone in my harem border on magical. Hands, mo

I gasped. Sarah turned to the window too. The mansion gate opened, and I saw the convoy of black luxury SUVs with tinted glass all running into our compound. A biker in front of the vehicles carried the familiar banner, a black flag with a red dragon at the center. It's the one symbol all citizens of Valdoria recognized. The banner of RED DRAGON, the most powerful man in the country and beyond. He was the leader of the Durango Cartel and a godfather to almost every powerful man in the country today, including my dad.

Drake came, just like I knew he would. The moment the door was kicked open, the flames in the fireplace flickered. He strode straight toward me in a few quick steps, the dark barrel of his gun pressing hard against my forehead. “Violet.” He bit down on my name, like a beast trapped in a cage. “You touch her child, and I’ll make sure you’re buried with her.” I sat back in the leather chair by the fireplace. I didn’t even stand. Instead, I casually nudged a document forward with my fingertips, sliding the port transfer order to the center of the table.

There was no chance for me to meet his rhythm as he controlled every minute, making him follow through with his word. I only take what I get. And everything he was giving, was more than I could ever ask for. The feeling of him continuing to stretch and massage my walls had me crying out and moaning into the empty sky, my eyes rolling back each time he pulled at the belt or thrust deeper into me. Unlike previous vanilla affairs, Alex's vicious strokes alone were enough to make me come, over and over and over again. Every time I unfolded at his mercy, yet another piece of me was bound to him like some kind of runic spell.

I am the Violet who will reign, whether the world likes it or not. And when she comes near, I do the impossible. I jump higher than her and twist in the air. When our trajectories cross, I open my jaws wide, my teeth aligning with her throat in a fatal instant. And I bite. The sound is wet, grotesque. Lyun’s throat gives beneath my fangs. I tear flesh, tendon, what remains of my old friend and current rival. She tries to howl, a short, gurgling sound, as her life slips away.

Immediately, Sly enter the bathroom, violet tried so hard to untie herself, but it was too difficult, she struggled and struggled until she became tired and sad, she suddenly thought of someone to come rescue her from this hell she was leaving in. Some minutes after, Sly came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist and water dripping from his body. He had a dragon tattoo on the side of his tummy, and Violet's eyes widened in fear as she quickly looked away, her face pale. "Come on, don't be shy, it's yours to look at anyway," he smirked, moving towards her. Just then, someone knocked on the door, and a sound of gunshots was heard. Violet screamed, her eyes wide with fear.

Maybell Smith Mythicals- A rare bloodline that people inherit from God, Dalion, that he personally blessed with the ancient dragon spirit. It is given to those who have been close enough to touch the white veil. Although this information is well known, mythicals are still a mystery to the rest of civilization, if encountered, don’t stare into its gaze.