Werewolf Dragon Novels & Stories

This situation, Adam did not dare to imagine at all. "Brother, you don't have to be afraid, it's me!" Just when Adam didn't know if he should run away or not. A young man, with an angular face, suddenly walked over, used a very friendly look, and greeted him. Although he did not recognize this person's face, Adam's voice was still clearly remembered. This is the gray wolf in the pack of the great white wolf, he is also a werewolf, his name is Smith. “Are you… Smith?”

I said. Hex sighed heavily. "Dragons are … rare, are you sure it's a dragon?" "Well, considering that I didn't even know werewolves existed until a few weeks ago, no, I don't. But he did have wings, and gold eyes. In my dream he doesn't speak, he just …" I stopped, adjusting my eyes to Luther who looked uncomfortable. "He what, dear?" Hex asked. "He seduces me at first, and when I resist sex with him, he forces me—,"

I am Aurora, a dragon shifter who is unlike any other. I am half-dragon and half-werewolf, a unique combination that has never been seen before. My mom Lindsey used to say that I was a miracle as dragons and werewolves were never supposed to breed. You might thing it would make me feel more powerful and unique but that wasn't always the case. As a child, I struggled to control my transformations, often shifting between my dragon and werewolf forms at the most inconvenient times. But as I grew older, I learned to harness my powers and use them to my advantage.

The wolf jumped again towards the Cursed until they were slammed into a tree. Hugo's breath jolted out, his gaze turned angry. Aryadi grunted in front of his enemy's face while sticking his claws into the man's chest. Hugo shouted out once. His body trembled for a moment before yawning and quickly turning into a wolf in red fur. Aryadi the black wolf gave a startled voice. Hugo took advantage of that split second by throwing the wolf Aryadi's body. Aryadi was thrown several fathoms while Hugo stood tall in his form as a wolf proudly.

At that moment, Rose appeared. “Nadine, I'm afraid you'll have to wait for Connor to train; he went to attend to pack business,” the old woman said and I nodded. My she-wolf became sad, something Drago sensed, and so he took my hand. “I can help you train control,” the dragon offered. “What do you know about being a werewolf?” asked Biel with a frown. “Enough to help you,” Drago said. “Dragons are beasts encased in our bodies; they don't have the same consciousness as a shapeshifter's beasts, but they follow the same basic principle. You should know that; besides, I have centuries of training on control.”

With the demon dragon weakened, the friends saw their chance to deliver the final blow. Marcus, his werewolf from pulsating with lunar energy, channeled his strength into one final, devastating attack. He lunged at the dragon's exposed belly, sinking his fangs deep into its vulnerable flesh. Derek, his vampire powers surging to their peak, infused his claws with shadow magic. He leaped onto the dragon's back once more, raking his claws across its spine with unmatched ferocity. The dragon's roars echoed through the town, a symphony of pain and defeat.

Josh furrowed his brows. "Am I safe?" He asked suddenly. "From the darker creatures, no. From werewolves, for the most part. Just don't anger one." I laughed again. "Dragons are pretty neutral. All most full blooded dragons want are knowledge, riches, and powerful mates." I shrugged. "Wait so what is Dex then?" He tried to get me to tell him. I just shook my head.

Felix asked, looking into the eyes of the old woman, trying to see if he was lying. " As you know, the White Wolves were the first of the werewolf generation. They were blessed by the Moon Goddess with immense power as well as wisdom. They lived peacefully with little conflict, but that all changed with the power struggle. With White Wolves being on top of the supernatural food chain, every other supernatural creature wanted a taste of that power. The first is Drakoen, the mage of darkness. He was just a mere mage who wanted to be something. The only way to do it was through marrying the White Wolf, Princess Alvira. She was a bright and kind young woman who just wished for eternal peace," sh

Werewolves and dragons have similar reactions to the bond, though there are some differences. I didn’t miss Felix calling my head big and scaly, but I ignore it, for now. He figured out what I am. He’s never seen me in dragon form, but we have been friends for long enough for him to piece it together. I can’t always pass the yellow dragon eyes off as contacts when they show and smoke billowing from my mouth isn’t always easy to pass off as smoke from a cigarette. The more restless Drelduin gets, the more obvious the signs are. Sensing his mate always makes him restless. I am sure that he will keep me up all night tonight because as much as I want her; he wants…no, needs her in his den.

“A long time ago, all was right with the world. Prosperity and peace filled the days. The four strongest immortal species. “Werewolves, weredragons, witches, and vampires lived amongst each other in peace and harmony. “Great respect was offered to the weredragons and werewolves. Because apart from being able to walk in their human form during the day and night. “They had the power to shapeshift into their counterparts’ wolves and dragons. The weredragons got their power from the sun. “And the werewolves got their power from the moon. The dragons were strongest in daylight. And the wolves got stronger too as the day ended. “Among the four races with predominate power, the witches held a speci