Witch Dragons Novels & Stories

I thought I could wait out the trial period in peace, but Cassian's rut came early. Every month, high-tier dragons suffer a few days of agonizing torment. They absolutely need their mate's scent to soothe them, or they go feral. I stood in front of his tightly shut stone door and took a deep breath. It was my duty, a cold, contractual obligation. I pushed the door open. Cassian healed incredibly fast. His wounds from last night were mostly gone.

she moved her attention to the other side of the plate, "These are dragons. And this here, what looks like a modest crown…." "Ok, honey, but what this all means? What is it?" Ethan was the first one to voice what everyone thought. Once she was back on the sofa, she spoke: "Roughly? A daughter of the dragon will tame the fire. And I'm pretty sure that fire here is not a literal fire." Everyone took their seats, still not understanding what this was all about. Kate and Richard were staring at Sarah long enough for everyone else to notice, so they looked at Sarah too.

I released a ragged breath, a tear escaping my left eye. "I. Said. Beg for it witch." His eyes reflected a dark shade of red, sending heat signals all over my body. I felt like a werewolf and he was my mate. He is the hunter and I'm the pray. But in the case he is a dragon and I am a witch... what an unlikely alliance we have. He rubbed my clitoris vigorously, his finger moving so fast... from tiny clitoris to the opening of my cunt, causing a higher frequency of lust and pleasure to arise in my body.

Weredragons are creatures that were able to transform at night to humans and sometimes with characteristics of a full-grown dragons. They are humans in shape but their skin transformed into reptilian scales, and they grew fangs and claws, a tail, and wings, all reminiscent of a specific species of dragon.Those able to truly assume the shape of a dragon also gained all the corresponding dragon powers. Upon transformation into hybrid from, weredragons gained the ability to make dangerous bite and claw attacks. Frighteningly, they also spew fire from their breath.

“What do you mean though?” “Right before the war started the queen gave birth to three hatchlings. Everyone thought that the hatchlings died with their mother. When the war ended, I still felt the black dragon’s essence somewhere on earth. I had one of my servants go and search for the hatchlings intending to eliminate them. But when he finally found them they were living amongst humans, they were being raised as humans. They didn’t show the signs of the Black Dragons’ evil essence, in fact they were quite normal. I couldn’t bring myself to have them killed, so I had my servants find a witch to bind their dragon essence. I figure they would never have become evil if the only dragons alive we

but to their disappointment none of dragon women was carrying the hypnotizing fresh Jasmine smell that Draco was going crazy thinking about…. Assuming his mate was from witch realm Draco, Draco, Saltus and Petro decided to head to Witch Realm to meet Witch Queen Zaramaru and find his destined mate, however last night when Draco was peacefully sleeping in his room he felt a sudden discomfort… his body was unknowingly set on fire while his Dragon urged to get on surface… he instantly transferred into his monstrous Dragon form and tried flew up in sky… Draco was uncertain to what was happing however his Dragon was determined to fly to Witch realms, unfortunately before they were able to fly to

The monster's body looked weak. “Draco, holy flame! Now!" cried Edmund for guidance. Draco waved the fire dragon wings he was wearing. He was fully concentrated. “Urvath! Holy Flamdro,” said Draco. “Urvath, Holy Flame.” The dragon flaming wings on Draco's back fluttered rapidly and released the flames with a white light in the center of their core. The flames quickly wrapped around the monster's body, which was already weak and in pain from the healing water. The sword beast's body burned to the ground to become dust, causing black smoke to soar and a hissing sound that hurt the ears.

"What?" Azalia couldn't believe her ears. Surely, she hadn't heard Melech right. "A dragony?" She repeated in a puzzled voice. "Nobody in their right mind would ride such a dangerous creature." Dragonies were small dragon-like creatures belonging to the Adom Kingdom. They were a dark orange colour, their wings and bodies covered with red scales strong enough to stop a blade. They were gorgeous but could breathe fire and had extremely sharp fangs and claws that could kill a man on the spot. Azalia would never dare approach one of those too close.

>You can be as strong as him or stronger my bub, it all depends on the people you defeat,< Queseon said as he noted that the temperature was warming up. >Oh alright,< Igris huffed and folded his arms. After a moment his eyes frightened, >What other dragons are there besides the Sun and Sea dragons?< Queseon raised a brow and looked down at his beaming bub then chuckled, >Oh my soul! Bub, okay, there’s the Sun, the sea dragon is also known as the water dragon and has a body longer than yours almost like uncle sea serpent. There’s the wind dragons, sky dragon, earth dragon, fire and moon dragons. Wyvern’s and shadow dragons too.<

Astrid marvels at the intricate web of their creation, attributed to the Sun god Helios. The Weredragons, too, drew him into their fiery domain. Born of the same sun deity, their essence was forged in the crucible of intense ether, granting them the awe-inspiring ability to spew forth torrents of fire. Leading this formidable clan is the figure known as the Dragon king who presides over their fiery realm.