Dragon-marked War God Novels & Stories

"Say it," Blaze growled, one hand on the wall beside Micah’s head. "I-I don’t want this," Micah breathed, gripping the crucifix in his hand, trembling as Blaze leaned closer" He was an ordained priest, he shouldn't be wanting a man or anyone like this, especially not his brother. "But your body's already sinning," Blaze whispered, fingers brushing his lips. "And I’ll make sure that when next you get on your knees, it'll be for me." ~ Micah Sawyer's dream had always been to become a priest, to serve, to be a vessel of purity in a broken world. But nothing could prepare him for the day he returned to Haloshul and crossed paths with Blaze. His stepbrother. His first sin. The sharp humoured boy who once teased him about his faith in their teenage stages had become a crime boss, a man soaked in danger, tattoos, a ruinous passion and obsession. When Blaze is wounded in a mysterious gang crossfire, he refuses treatment unless Micah comes. That one visit spirals into a kiss that shatters Micah's faith and unearths a hunger he cannot name. As Blaze draws him into a world of seduction, power, and spiritual decay, Micah is forced to confront the aching truth, his emptiness isn't cured by prayer, but by the very man he should be trying very hard to resist. Their entanglement isn't just forbidden, it's taboo.

He ran to protect his family from the unknown. She ran to protect herself from the unknown. Neither of them knew the storm that was coming, all they knew was that they had run. Alexander, a hunter, lived a quiet life with his four brothers and loving parents, until a hunt in the woods changes everything. Bitten by a dying wolf-man whose last words warned, “Protect her, yourself, and everyone around you, because they’ll come,” Alexander begins to change. Terrified of what he's becoming, and of who might be coming for him, he vanishes, hoping to keep his family safe and find the 'her' that needed to protect. Across town, Nyx returns home to find her world drenched in blood. Her mother lies dying, whispering impossible things: “They found us. I’m sorry, Karl. I couldn’t protect our daughter the way I promised…” A name she’s never heard. A promise she doesn't understand. With an ancient diary and her mother’s final breath, Nyx is told to run, and never look back. Two strangers, on the run with no idea who they truly are, or what they’re destined to become. Bound by a hidden past and an ancient war, Alexander and Nyx will soon discover that fate doesn't care if you’re ready. Because once the blood wakes... there’s no turning back.

Jamie Olive Bravery rebuilt herself from nothing after her billionaire mate rejected her five years ago. Now she's a powerful Alpha with an empire of her own and twin four-year-olds she's kept hidden from their father. When she returns to Clearbrook to finalize a business deal, the last person she expects to see is Briton Bravery, the man who destroyed her. But assassins attacking a charity gala force Jamie into an alliance with both her ex-mate and Kade Giordan, a dangerous biker Alpha who claims she's his fated mate too. As her daughter manifests impossible dragon powers and the Dragon Council closes in, Jamie discovers her rejection wasn't Briton's choice but a conspiracy decades in the making. Now she must choose between two mates while protecting her children from those who want her bloodline extinct because even after her grandmother coming back. The enemies just multiplied.

He’s broken, brutal, and untouchable—until I touch him. Everyone at Willow Crest High fears Jake Blaze. He fights like he’s got nothing to lose—because he doesn’t. Except maybe me. I was the quiet girl with too many secrets, fresh out of a custody battle between parents, and desperate for peace. He was the school’s tattooed nightmare, bleeding rage and violence. We were never meant to cross paths. But one cruel bet. One twisted kiss. One accidental confession— And now I’m the only one who sees the boy beneath the monster. He’s dangerous. I know that. He hurts people. I’ve seen it. But when he looks at me like I’m his last chance at salvation… I forget that I’m supposed to be afraid. He wants to protect me. But what if I’m the one who ends up saving him? Did I mention he’s my best friend's brother.

Royalty has never been this crazy. The werewolf princess Anastasia Nikita Furthrone knew she was next in her parent's match making hit list after her two older sisters having married in the name of the kingdom, giving up the right to live a life with their true mates. What she did not expect was the announcement of her engagement to the ruthless Vampire king. The war has ended, she being the only thing holding the alliance, giving up all she knew and shipped off to the enemy on a silver platter. Throw in a coven of crazy evil witches, a sexy devious king as old as time and a crazy monster-in-law, what could possibly go wrong?

They say I killed my twin sister. And maybe I did. But not the way they think. She was days away from marrying Alpha Ryder, a man feared for his cruelty and revered for his power. The same man I secretly loved long before she ever touched him. Now she’s dead. And I’ve been forced into her place like a stand-in corpse in white silk. But Ryder isn’t fooled. He knew it wasn’t her the moment I stepped through his gates. He claimed me. Marked me. Broke me. Not out of love but vengeance. To him, I’m nothing but a murderer in a borrowed face. A liar. A manipulator. And he’s determined to make me suffer for daring to want him. Now I sleep in her bed, wear her ring, and bear the mark he sank into my skin like a brand. He’s not trying to love me. He’s trying to destroy me from the inside out.

Evan Moore is the perfect husband in everyone's eyes. He gives me a grand wedding and fully supports my career dreams. When I faced a difficult labor, he stayed by my side, kneeling for a full day and night until he nearly passed out from exhaustion. Afterward, he held me in his arms, sobbing until his eyes were red and swollen, his voice trembling with fear. "Honey, let’s not have any more kids… It's just too much." From then on, he spends his days and nights at the monastery, praying devoutly for me and our son, earning the title of the city’s most pious CEO. But one day, by pure chance, I glimpse the handwritten scriptures he keeps so carefully copied. And that's when I realize every word, every stroke, is a confession of his undying love… for his first love. All his tenderness, all his care—it was never truly for me. It was learned for her. I was nothing more than practice—a stand-in for his so-called true love.

What is obsession? Am I obsessed? At first, I was just his substitute, then I became his real bride, then the supposed real bride returned, and I was kidnapped, tortured, and forced to divorce. Then I committed suicide because I couldn’t handle it, but I didn’t fucking die. Then I became a stalker of my ex-husband, who barely remembers me because I was declared dead by the world, and my face got melted down when acid was poured on me. I had a surgery that changed my whole face and my entire identity. Then I started working for him again and he fell in love with the new me, yet still traumatized by the old me, so I had to reveal to him that I was the same person. He was happy and relieved, but the world wasn’t. We were chewed on, spat out, and stepped on. Then he was fired from his company by his grandmother, who adopted a new son to take over the company. Then I was kidnapped again, and bombs were planted on me. We were able to defuse the bomb and escape. Then we were shot in the head by God knows who. His surgery was successful, but mine wasn’t, so I forgot everything about him and was forbidden to remember because a damn bullet is stuck in my head that could kill me if it moves to a sensitive part of my brain. Then suddenly, he was on the TV, framed for murder. I couldn’t hold back, I found myself in prison fighting for him with a gun in my hand, and somehow ended up in a coma, because the damn bullet in my head shifted… to the wrong direction. Then, in between this chaos, the doctor announced I-was-pregnant.

After seeing the scandal between pop diva Arthemisya with her psychotic boss Tiger Letto, Milky created a dreadful path for herself. When Milky has an accident, Misya's fan, a shaman, performs an awakening ritual and instead places Milky's soul in Misya's body. Will Milky be able to settle the grudge while using a new power of love to manage the boss's obsession?

From crazily chasing behind her crush, who rejected her, she found herself falling for her contracted husband, who was arrogant.   "Am I not looking attractive?" Abby asked, pulling his face closer to her by the collar.   "A lot!" Steven mumbled.   "What about my attitude? Is it bothering you?" update time : Every Friday GMT - 3:00 p.m. IST- 8:30 p.m.   "No!" Steven said. Actually, it did at first.   "Will you oppose if I say I want to get pleasured by you?"   Steven shocked. His heartbeat, which had been throbbed all the while, now stopped for a second.   Abby is now seeking his touch, but when she has no choice but to choose him as her contract husband, she soulfully hates his arrogance.   Just jump into the story to know how she falls for him despite having personal hate towards him and also how his arrogance turned into softness for her.