Willow Dragons Novels & Stories

She hinted to her that someone Elijah knew of was coming for him. Bane of the Dragons… She knew the dragons were their arch-nemesis. But the dragons haven’t even tried to invade them for so many years now, so why are they going to war with the Dragonae Kingdom? So many questions were wracking her brain. She thought about sharing the dream she had with Elijah or telling him she already knew his name. He deserved to know what would happen. She cared about his wellbeing and the young woman couldn't lie to herself about it any longer. Sophia frowned.

She didn’t know how much strength she could spare for actual attacks, but she had to try. The approaching flock of Ma’veth did not go unnoticed by the Dragons. With the army below being engaged by the forces of the Black Knights and the Minotaurs, they turned their attention to the new threat. They made a pass high above them to determine their nature. Their very appearance marked them as the product of Dark Magic, and Ghaeron was enraged by yet another misuse of that powerful energy. They swept back to pass more closely. With controlled breaths of flame, they created a swath of damage through the flock. Dozens of charred bodies fell, but there were hundreds of the things gathering. Ghaeron

My father, Willow’s parents, and the elders were in the very front of the crowd. “Is that…?” I heard someone ask a question. My father’s eyes were wide as he watched in wonder as a flame circled around Willow and I. A cyclone of pure energy and power ready to do our bidding. The mixture of my blue flame and Willow’s red flame provided us with what dragons had been so desperate to find for decades, The new flame.

The huldra are sexual creatures, and the man would often be used until he dies. I’m not sure how willing Willow would be in talking to me. The dragons and spirits did not always see eye to eye. Though no war was ever declared, many arguments about who was the most powerful were had. The dragons told the spirits they needed to defend themselves against the creatures but offered to help reduce the human destruction by using different resources.

With Aiden staking his claim on her I don’t stand a chance, but could she possibly feel something for me? “I’m thinking a big black dragon with beautiful golden eyes, within a circle, the top half of which is golden Celtic knotwork and the lower half is vines and moonflowers and I want a full moon in there,” Willow says while looking between both Aiden and I for approval. I can understand the black dragon, it’s his club, but the other symbolic aspects I don’t grasp. Not that she knows he’s a dragon, he hides it well, but my gift along with whisperings I hear in the market revealed his true identity to me. He won't be hiding it from her for long if he continues this way. I nod my approval at

Like for example the scroll, an objective only` heard about but on the Lord Dragons possess. Kade has been to sanctuary, the land of dragons. Dragons never interact with outsiders but at a rare chance they might be mates, it is said they are possessive and be borderline caveman. On the arch gate in bold letters creatively framed along with burnt tips reads dragon clan sanctuary.

The dragon blinked a final time and averted its eyes somewhere else as if it had heard her whisper and honored her plea. That was weird. Although the dragon had looked elsewhere, Evrah couldn't help but stare at it. She watched the destruction and chaos it brought to life. The obliteration it seemed to revel in. All of them seemed to be enjoying their devastating results. She had watched them chase folks down, spitting the elements and flame in the direction of her fellows. She had watched as they set everything ablaze, their massive wings fanning the flames as they burned the brightness and vibrancy of existence into nothingness.

They’ve been training with me every day and teaching me pack details so I can help Dad and Jeremy more. Willow’s wolf jumps at me but I drop last minute and kick my hind legs up at her. She is thrown to the ground and her wolf growls. Most she-wolves have a lighter shade of fur, but Willow’s is a deep black with patterns on her fur like a Panther. She really is something to behold. “Much better Louis.” She says through the mind link. “Good move Louis, why don’t we have a break?” Thomas suggests as his wolf is sitting down watching us.

Anders starts and he looks both frustrated and intrigued – the man loves a puzzle, and it looks like this one has him stumped. “How is that possible, even banished and rogue wolves are registered somewhere. Is it a fake identity?” I lean back in my chair, and I picture Willow from yesterday, her green and brown eyes, the flash of gold when she shifted them at us in a challenge to my dominance play. “I don’t think it is,” Colin chimes in, looking at the papers, he’s holding. “She’s not in our databases but she is in the human ones. Her full name is Willow Sage Doyle. Her father is the Fire House Captain at the station on Cooper Street. She was found by him, abandoned outside the station at 3

and Hart inside the mansion and mind linked Connie to make sure they stayed safe. They could magically put up wards from the inside. I told Bo and Caroline to spread out and shift and be ready for one dangerously mad dragon. I knew my mate would make sure that Bo and Caroline’s kids were safe and taken care of during this catastrophe. They wasted no time jumping into action. The three of us spread out and shifted to our dragon forms. Now the wait began. As Reya unfolded her wings and shot fire into the night sky I took this time to say a few prayers to the moon goddess and goddess Theia for support. As the minutes passed it felt like hours waiting to see exactly what Willix would do. Reya k