Novel & Cerita Werewolf Dragon

Her pendant—two wolfsbane branches circling opposed helms—snapped and skittered across the gravel, spinning to a stop in a coppery smear. They dragged. She changed. The growl rose first—wet, subterranean—before the body followed. Bones unzipped and reset; sinew braided and surged; fur erupted through skin. In a breath, where Sara had been, a towering brown werewolf stood, eyes molten gold. Her left arm tore free. The blond didn’t even scream as her claws opened him face to gut, a red curtain dropping in one stroke. “The—fuck—RUN!” the big one choked. Three bolted, boots collapsing into slapstick panic. She didn’t chase.

Bethel frowned for a moment, “Well from a baby really, she would summon cakes from the kitchen and she would summon Lady Persephone’s son’s toys to play with. It was quite amusing really.” Helga’s eyes narrowed, “Seraphina, you are such a mystery.” She shook her head. “What do you mean?” Bethel questioned. “Well if we just consider the facts first, she is a Dragon Dhampir, a Dhampir with a familiar is rare enough yet, to have a Dragon familiar? I know I don’t need to tell you how rare that is,” Bethel nodded at Helga. “She also carries Alexandria’s Genesis, she has the markings for spirit, she-” Helga’s face paled as a thought came to mind.

“There’s more. The scent on the corpses wasn’t just wolf. There was dragon shifter energy mixed in. This wasn’t the work of rogues. It was a hybrid—a powerful one.” “Fuck,” I muttered. “This is a big problem.” “Exactly,” Drake said. “We could be dealing with a hybrid who has the energy of both a vampire and a dragon. Or a wolf-vampire hybrid.” “They have names, you know,” Drake added. “What?” “A dragon-vampire hybrid is called a Draculeth. A wolf-vampire hybrid is called a Lycavor. And as for hybrids with witch powers… well, those are so rare, they’re not even named in our history. Same goes for the hybrid who has two animal spirits”

My heart was beating so fast. "Yes," he replied. This time around he was also looking at me. His eyes were so focused on me. I stared at him with wild eyes before taking a step backwards. Who did I just get myself involved with? Who exactly was he? I have never heard of a Lycan hybrid before. Dragons are dominant in nature and would definitely kill any other breed that wants to share space with them. For Davies to have both the wolf and dragon, there's more to him. Just thinking about him being a monster was so terrifying and my knees weakened.

Aleister had never seen a werewolf of this size before, and with its spotless white fur and tall stature, it represented the last member of the legendary line of Ilgara. Her metamorphosis is completely complete and she is able to roar like a wolf with pointed ears and a thick, fluffy white tail. She started howling like a wolf on the night of the full moon, and that meant one thing. She will kill the sheep and eat its flesh raw. Aleister backed away without realizing, but stopped as soon as his eyes met hers. She was a completely different person at this moment, one who would not hesitate for a flash to tear him apart. And to fulfill his meditations, she rushed at high speed to pounce on Ale

Thorak Helberg. The last ashen grey Alpha wolf to stand against me. We circled each other. He pushed out his long tongue to wipe the red plasma spilling down his chin. He was injured and bleeding from the leg but he wouldn’t back down until he could not move. Unswerving determination blazed his tangerine eyes to fiery red. Now, that’s what I like. As would be expected, since he was a dragon-wolf hybrid. Helberg growled and bristled. Zeus angrily snapped his teeth together. He lunged at me with a furry of claw swipes and fangs. Jumping back, I dodged his talons. Then I surged towards him. He braced for impact.

But knowing her, it would have probably been the second option. Finally spent, the huge beast’s mouth hung open in exhaustion, finding that the continuous puff he had expelled had rather drained him. He was going to have to wait for a while to build it up again. But even as he rested, the dragon lord realised the humour in the entire situation. The great, Iconus Draconian knew that he could be such a sore loser sometimes, and who could blame him really? He, an immortal had been bested by a mere sixteen year old werewolf!

Their leader is a black wolf with blue eyes, and he wants to stand on the high cliff and declare war on his opponent. The Red Wolve did not dare to stop but only dared to lean to the side. Wolves usually have gray and yellow fur, but with wolves having white, black, and red fur is very special. The black wolf that received the order to distract Windy was just a wolf with yellow fur because to distract the opponent, he disguised himself to look like Ezra.

Drew said in a playful tone after seeing that Kyle had ended the call. About two hundred years ago, a war broke out between the rogue Vampires and Werewolf's. Kyle's past self, Duke Kile Chen was among those who fought in the war. At that time, the Werewolf's defeated the Vampires and soon, they seemed to coexist without any troubles. But now, it still seemed like there was bad blood lingering in the air because of Grey Jang the vampire who seeked revenge. Unbeknownst to Kyle, there was another creature who seeked revenge also. War awaits...

My eyes grew wide. “What?!” I know what he is talking about. I feel the same thing. Hearing it said out loud was heart stopping though. Dragons and werewolves both have mates. It all works differently between the two races though. Never have I heard of a Dragon and a werewolf mating or being fated mates. I am not only a werewolf, I am the first born Lycan! What is happening? “That’s not possible Brax. It wouldn’t work, we are just confused.” I said to him, he raised his head to look at me. This time he focused on my eyes. “So, you’re saying you feel it too?” He said not really a question. Realization hit me. Maybe I do feel it too.