Willow Dragons Novels & Stories

All from that live feed she took at the restaurant. “Yeah, can you believe it? The plan seems to have worked. The new video has gone viral and from what little I saw on the internet myself. They are calling the dragon Callie as in California’s coastal dragon.” Mitch laughed. “I like that. So, my dragon now has a name, much like the Loch Ness Monster, Nessie.” I walk up and put my arms around Mitch’s waist and look up. “Yeah, the only difference is this dragon is real and all mine.”

Her mother's mind was sleeping off day after day. “She found me and if she did, it means they found us. They found us, Iyya.” Anna turned her scared face away from her daughter. “Who found us, mama?” “The witches and werewolves that want to eliminate us on the surface of the earth found us.” “Why would they want to eliminate us?” “Because we are the strongest supernatural human beings to walk the earth. We are the only shapeshifters stronger than werewolves. “We are weredragons. We are the last living dragons on this earth.”

Loras' body contracts and he lets out a groan as the salty taste fills her mouth. She smiles and gets next to him, wrapping her arms around his now relaxed body. "Woman... If I knew what that mouth could do I would have lost our little bet since before we made it." He sighs and pulls her closer in a tight cuddle. "Now will give me the answers?" She asks. "Ah yes... That's the other thing that mouth can do." "Annoy you?" "Greatly. But It's worth it." He sighs dramatically and Astrid laughs. "The dragon's fire kills everything it touches. The only exception are members of the royal bloodline. Dragon tamers."

Kylie couldn’t believe what she was hearing. After all, Delores was speaking of dragons, beings that were so powerful that their mere presence in her world was enough to tip the scales of war. A dragon was not something that could be easily ignored, and she doubted that the entire world of Beastmen put together could even put up a fight when faced with a dragon. Besides, one of the greatest Beastmen clans had a dragon as their descendants; yet Delores was referring to them like she did insects.

Creeds pov. You could see how mesmerized Lily was by the place I took her. Making me smirk with pride at the fact it is all mine. Ours… A waterfall sits along the mountain side that comes down into a steady stream of water, willow trees everywhere, among the willow trees there’s apple, cherry and peach trees. We have a lot of magic in our tribe, some of the last remaining dragon magic, that’s why our lands are so beautiful. I hear her gasp when she sees the dragon shifters in the air above us.

It was unmistakably a nest. She had read about them in the old stories—whispered tales passed between girls too curious for their own good. Dragon males, they said, built nests not out of instinct alone, but out of intention. They were sacred places, prepared only for mates. Not temporary lovers. Not playthings. Mates. The kind dragons would kill to keep. It wasn’t just where they bred. It was where they bonded. Where they brought what they claimed. Where they surrendered the part of themselves even war could not scorch: softness.

Ember’s hands had gone in instinctual protection to cradle the evidence of her pregnancy and her eyes met his in shared distress. Salamen’s words had truth behind them, Samuel acknowledged to himself as he crossed to stand with Ember, putting his arm around her, but he would never let Ember know of it. “We dragons have had multiple births this season,” he told the assembled dragons. “More than every season preceding it for decades. Across multiple bloodlines. Ember is right. Whilst the corporeal forms of the Goddess and Gods have disappeared from our world, and their descendants are under attack, the fact that dragons are seeing an increase is a sign that we are meant to fight this. The time

The arrow transformed into a blur of vibrating energy, like a spiraling comet cutting through the air with precision and grace. Caleb spun on his heels, his instincts screaming for movement, for escape. The forest becoming a blur as he propelled himself off the beaten path, each step Caleb took was fueled by adrenaline and the urgent need to distance himself from the creature. Brisk air whipped past him, sending a cool caress against his heated skin as the frantic thuds of his footsteps mingled with the distant sounds of the wolf’s.

Seth pointed to his leg. Ale rolled her eyes. "Look, young dragons are basically like cougars with wings, scales, and magic. Cougars can climb trees just as well as any other cat. You have claws and absolutely can climb a tree. You don't even need both legs to do it. Go on, give it a try."