true dragon

Samantha didn't know what she was, until Alpha jack and Luna Sara saved her from her old Alpha. Alpha David, was a sickman, driven mad by the loss of his Luna and he abused Samantha for it, he acused Samantha of killing his Luna. She was a true omega. Her new pack taught her that she was a gift from the Moon goddess herself. She has the ability to calm any wolf and because of this gift, her new pack is thriving. She also courses every wolf to become extremely protective over her, because of this. It's doubtful that she would be blessed with a mate. A mate is supposed to be protective and it would be difficult for the Moon goddess to find a wolf strong enough to withstand the pull of an omega mate. Samantha is glad that she wouldn't have to worry about a mate. She doesn't want to trust anyone outside of her pack and strong males are extremely untrustworthy in her experience with Alpha David, and many more betrayers, traitors and heartbreaks. Everything is going well until her old pack come begging her new pack for help. The old pack begs the new pack to come and safe them from rouges attack and many more. The pack's new Alpha is Samantha's mate. Samantha's went through a lot of problems in the hands of her old pack. She wants to run away from Alpha Lance, but she was later caught by Lance's trackers. Her brother Creed, who she haven't met or known before, was sending her notes, but the whole pack took it as a note of war, or attack. Creed was later caught from the dungeon by Lance's trackers. From having a series of nightmares to seeing the images of his old pack's Alpha, David.

Anna finally agrees to go to the blood moon pack after being forced by her father, the werewolf king, to marry the Alpha Myron, who is not her mate. She arrives at the pack and gets the shock of her life. The Alpha already has a mate!

I had lived for 326 years, but no day has haunted me as the day I had died. Blood pooled on the ground, feeding the earth as the earth once fed me. A scream bubbled up in my throat, but I could not let it go. If I let it go, I would let go of all the memories encased within me. The happiness of being a mother. Joys of having a husband who lived for us. To know that he would come home and find a corpse waiting for him. It was too much to bare. Even my dragon heart could not withstand the utter pain wrenching open my chest. I was Caligo. A dragon of Darkness, now darkness is what I shall become. May Mother have mercy on them, for they do not know what they now had brought upon themselves. 8 Dragon clans, uniting over the loss of their beloved Darkness Heir. One who was, but shall never be again. May Father shine his light upon them, the way that only a Lumen of his rank could. May they pray to their gods now, for their devil has risen.

Secrets. Never stay hidden. Lies. Always surface.                          The Dragon.                    With every stroke of his fingers sets fire to your skin leaving you burning with need.                       The want, the longing and desires to be ravished, devoured by the Dragon takes control.                             Whoever    comes always, leaves satisfied. WARNING MAY BE TRIGGER WARNINGS SEX VIOLENCE DRUG USE AND ABUSIVE BEHAVIORS   maybe spelling errors and Grammer mistakes final edit will be once completed.

**Warning: Mature scenes ahead.***A woman with military training and outstanding credentials, Rayna Chase was the very definition of a badass chick. She was on the top of her career and the top of her game until she was assigned to babysit and guard an enigmatic CEO in the form of Axel Windstorm. It wouldn't have been a problem—certainly a piece of cake really—if not for the sudden unexplained visions she soon received; visions of a growling creature speaking unintelligible words, of golden diamond eyes and starry, windy skies. Yes, it wouldn't have been a problem too if she wasn't suddenly stalked by an alpha predator with midnight black fur, sharp claws and deadly fangs. And with a scent that teased her nose and muddled her brain. 'All is fair in love and war,' John Lyly, a famous poet said. Unfortunately, for Rayna, she couldn't agree, especially when love and war meant two opposing ancient creatures as powerful and mysterious as the sun and moon. All Rights Reserved J.M. Felic Books 2021 Exclusive only on Goodnovel.

Nabuhay si Yvone na may gintong kutsara sa kanyang bibig pero never niyang ikinatuwa ang maging ganito. Sa bawat araw ng kanyang kabataan ay kinasabikan niya ang atensiyon at pagmamahal ng ama lalo na ng maagang maulila sa Ina. Lalong naging miserable at malungkot ang buhay ni Yvone ng magdalaga at gawing tagapagmana ng kanyang ama. Naging tinik siya sa lalamunan ng madrastaat doon nangsimulang manganib ang buhay niya. Samantalang nabuhay naman si Edward sa magulong mundo at nasanay sa kalakaran ng mahirap na pamumuhay kaya naging wais at palaban. Iisang tao lamang ang kinamumuhian niya, ang amang hindi pa nakikit. Sa pagsirko ng kapalaran ay magtatagpo ang landas ng dalawa na walang kamalay malay sa malaking lihim ng kanilang mga pagkatao

The time of heroes has passed. The ages of the empires and their glory have all passed. The world is on the road to annihilation. The demons have moved and their invasion and corruption can be seen in every corner of the world. The Gods which the people have believed in for years have not made a move. https://discord.gg/acEBNnnefG link for the discord server The world needs heroes. Guardians. Saints. Will the newly arrived humans be those heroes? Or will they just accelerate the fall? When the first wave arrives in the fractured western continent. Will the banner of the old empire be raised again by them. Will they fight to restore an old order or will they make a new order... Find out with me, as we watch Aidan, a newly arrived human. Struggle and find his place in this dying world. Will he rise or fall as a footnote in history?

What exactly does it mean to be his bride? *** Every year, in each of the seven villages that made up the great Kingdom of Ignas, a Choosing Ritual was conducted. During this Chosing Ritual, one of the ladies in the village would be chosen to be the dreaded Dragon King's Bride. No one knew exactly why the ritual was being performed every year or what happened to the brides that had been chosen in the past. Was he turning them into slaves? Feeding them to his dragon? Or was he... feeding on them? That couldn't be ruled out. After all, there were rumours that the king wasn't like them, that he wasn't human. Yet the question relentlessly troubled the people's heart. What was he using them for?! But they dared not question the King, afraid of what fate daring to go against him would be. Anyways, none of these was Belladonna's business. Although it was her village's turn to produce a bride this year, she was certain she wouldn't get chosen. Why? Well, because she had a plan and she was absolutely certain it wouldn't fail her... or would it?

My fiancé’s first love and I fell down the stairs at the same time, and he chose to save her instead, leaving me to lie there in a pool of blood as I waited for an ambulance. On the brink of death, I begged him not to abandon me, and he only kicked my hand away, saying, “Elodie, can’t you show a little kindness? Don’t you see that Celeste is unconscious?! “…I’ll make sure you pay for this later!” ‘Later’, as he put it, didn’t come to pass. As he left with his first love in his arms, I died along with the baby inside my womb.

After running into something she shouldn't have, Clare finds out that she is not who she thinks she is. But then, who is she?. Join Clare on a journey of finding her true self. The Magna Poen of the Endowed: Golden for the birth of crown Red for bringing up the dawn Niveus for the day of rebirth Blue to bring the magic down White for when one is wilted down Scarlet when the hunt is back again Silver blades rise on victory march Love will patch our tattered hearts Smoke on the summon of spirits you choose Black coffins when endowed are buried down Happiness when the lost returns No forbearance for the illicit affairs Lapis Patera when the pure blades rise Nigros for slaughter of the demonic souls Taç for the pure and just reign.