Dragon Heart Novels & Stories

Music recommendation: After dark by Mr kitty The Dragon released its fire on the moving corpses as it soared through the sky and to its greatest surprise the corpses when reduced to ashes would instantly reform it's self to their original form, realizing attacking the corpses was pointless she searched for Leonard knowing taking out its source would release the spell.

There is no time for hesitation today. More enemies surge upward from the streets below. Fae warriors riding dragons. Archers loosing arrows tipped with burning magic. A lesser dragon dives toward my throat. I twist aside and rip his wing clean off. He plummets screaming into the broken street far below. Another dragon circles behind me. I spin midair and drive my claws through his skull. Blood rains down across the battlefield. And still Seraphina’s music continues. I feel it moving through me now. Through the bond.

A torrent of steaming hot blood. With all the strength I could muster, I tossed my head aside, alleviating the weight from my brow. A dark hole glistened in the dragon’s throat. The blood streaming down my face sizzled, staining my fur. The pain was enough to bring tears to my eyes, but I didn’t care. The dragon had impaled itself on the only physical aspect I had inherited from my mother—my spiraling, opalescent unicorn horn, now glistening a violent red.

she declared without letting him decide. " Work for me?" " Lone Wolves, led by Jordan Van Arthur also know as Poison master Van, has the dragon marrow blood......." " Really expected of the computer Doll, you even know about the dragon marrow blood. I don't need you to...." " This.... " She held out the bloodied wooden button "... You gave me this, right?" Jordan looked at the button and look back at her eyes, his unreadable expression not weavering a bit. " Such a rough workmanship, not a product of Lone Wolves " he replied and stood up.

Dorian Thorn had dropped his glass, the red wine spilling across the polished floor like a pool of fresh blood. His face had completely drained of color, his jaw slack with unadulterated horror as he stared at the figure emerging from the smoke. ​He recognized the face. He recognized the eyes burning with amber fire. ​The boy they threw into the abyss had returned. And the gates were locked behind him.

"My grandmother... was she...?" "Dragon," Xaihuang confirmed with something approaching sympathy. "Shadow affinity, from the look of your manifestations. Probably went dormant during one of the great migrations and never fully awakened again." On the massive display, the real-time data streams showed another surge in DragonCoin activity. Each transaction now created visible ripples across the magical resonance field, like stones thrown across a pond. Ah, why do we so freak out Dr. Ashworth? Sage asked my dragon something wasn’t adding up, and it wasn’t to do with the code, she could feel it.

Tristan said, "we dance. And tomorrow, we steal the secrets of a god." Saoirse touched the cool metal of the dragon charm. The Viper had marked her. But as she looked at him, she realized something dangerous. She didn't want to take it off. End of Chapter 6

In a world where supernatural species dominate professional sports, werewolf Alpha Jax Cole has built his legacy on strength and loyalty to his pack. When the Monster League drafts dragon Jude Stone, the first of his kind in centuries, old hatreds ignite. What begins as a fierce on-field rivalry quickly turns into a dangerous, magnetic attraction. As Jax and Jude battle centuries of bloodshed and betrayal, stolen moments and raw desire threaten everything they hold dear. With ancient clans watching and their careers on the line, their forbidden love could either heal old wounds or spark a war that destroys them both.In a world where supernatural species dominate professional sports, wer

Unease skittered down my spine. Zoya guided me forward. "The bond magic responds best when both counterparts are willing. You want your dragon returned, yes?" I shook my head mutely, but she ignored me. Upon the altar sat a large gemstone, dull and dark. Fear gripped me as I recognized it - Scar's dragon heart. The organ that bound his human and draconic natures. The very one I stole months ago from that abandoned mansion. "Use the heart to summon your dragon back to you," Zoya purred in my ear. Fox and the others watched intently. "Reach out with all the passion you harbor. He will come."

In seconds, a giant dragon appears in front of Ryan's eyes, which was nothing like Argenta. Nymphe Dragon had small legs and cute wings, a long torso that was followed by a gigantic tail, which in every way resembled a giant snake with the head of a dagon. She looked like a sea ​​serpent from old books. It was scary, but at the same time, it was very beautiful. - Hello Ryan, my name is Hydra. The dragon stretches out until its head is close to Ryan and he pats her on the head, making Hydra laugh. To show off her power, Hydra looks at the sea and, raising the waters, she draws a statue of Ryan in the air.