Dragon

Cuando era niña, mi abuela me contaba cuentos. Por aquel entonces, nunca les di mucha importancia. Pensaba que eran sólo eso... cuentos. Al crecer, pronto me di cuenta de que no eran fantasías elevadas ni cuentos de hadas, sino recuerdos de su pasado, recuerdos de nuestros antepasados antes de que nuestro mundo se convirtiera en una mierda. Verás, lo que procede de la leyenda, por exagerada que llegue a ser la historia, siempre tiene una pizca de verdad. Sólo hay que separar la ficción de la realidad. Mi abuela solía contarme historias del Elegido, el que nos salvaría a todos. Cuando era más joven, solía creer que lo que me contaba era cierto. Con el tiempo, nacería alguien, tal y como predijo el Oráculo, alguien capaz de salvar nuestras almas y devolvernos la magia. Cuando crecí y vi cómo se desarrollaba el mundo a mi alrededor, dejé de creer en la salvación. El elegido parecía más una plegaria que una realidad. Algún sueño que deseábamos desesperadamente que se hiciera realidad. Algo en lo que necesitábamos encontrar esperanza cuando ya no quedaba ninguna. Cuando nuestros antepasados nos dieron la espalda, ¿cómo se esperaba que creyéramos en esa supuesta salvación? Sobre todo cuando todo lo que presenciábamos era muerte y masacre desde la gran guerra. Nada excepto dolor y pobreza. Yo solía creer en las historias y rezaba por el misterioso elegido que libraría a nuestro mundo de su maldad. Ahora, sin embargo, lo veo como lo que realmente es, sólo un sueño de esperanza. Un cuento de hadas inalcanzable. Una historia para crear esperanza. La esperanza es peligrosa; te hace creer que las cosas mejorarán. Dejé de aferrarme a la esperanza cuando fui testigo directo de que no causaba más que angustia.

When I was a child, my grandma used to tell me stories. At the time, I never gave them much thought. Thinking they were just that… stories. Growing up, I soon realized that they weren’t lofty fantasies and fairy tales but memories of her past, memories of our ancestors before our world turned to sh*t. You see, what comes from legend, no matter how exaggerated the story becomes, there is always a sliver of truth. You just need to weed out the fiction from fact. My grandmother used to tell me stories of the Chosen One—the one who would save us all. When I was younger, I used to believe that what she said was true. Eventually, someone would be born, just as the Oracle predicted—someone who could save our souls and bind us back to our magic. Once I grew up and saw the world unfolding around me, I no longer believed in salvation. The chosen one seemed to be more of a prayer than reality. Some dream we wanted desperately to come true. Something in which we needed to find hope when there wasn’t any left. When our ancestors turned their backs on us, how were we expected to believe in this so-called salvation? Especially when all we witnessed was death and carnage ever since the great war. Nothing except pain and poverty. I used to believe the stories and used to pray for the mysterious chosen one that would rid our world of its evil. Now, though, I see it for what it really is, just a dream of hope. Some out of reach fairy-tale. A story to create hope. Hope is dangerous; it makes you believe things will get better. I stopped hanging on to hope when I witnessed firsthand that it caused nothing but heartache.

Dragon king, Lucian didn't want a mate, but to secure things for himself and his brothers he will take one. He just has to make sure that she can handle all of them. Bash, Lucian's second has always wanted a mate. When he meets Cass, he knows that she'll be able to test him just like he craves. Youngest of the brothers, Oliver just wants to f*ck and fight. In no particular order. He's not afraid to take a mate and embraces Cass and her fears with open arms. William doesn't want a mate. At least, that's what he's told everyone. Yet when he meets Cass for the first time, he can't help the pull he feels to claim her as his own. Will he be able to help her or will the need to claim her be too powerful to resist? After being kidnapped and offered up as tribute to the dragon king. Cass finds herself forced into mate bond that she didn't want with not just one dragon, but four. Cass knows that she has no other choice if she wants to keep herself and her sister alive. She will be forced to please the dragons.

Aliens are living among us unknown to us humans. Five Hot Alien Brothers to be exact. The Spencer Brothers, Gabriel, Mitchell, Chase, Gailan, and Lucas Book One- Her secret protector- She is single and pregnant and he is a hot single CEO.  She was date r*p*d. He has a secret. She now works for him and he wants her for himself.  Her life is in danger, he will do anything to protect her. Anything. (Gabriel & Alana's Story) Book Two- Property Damage- She is single and out of work. He is a hot CEO with a job offer. She damaged his pride and joy, 65 Mustang in a fender bender, and since she has no insurance. He has her working for the cost of the damage to his car. He has a secret and a reason for keeping her on at his company. Her fragrance calls to him, he knows she is his. (Mitchell & Kellie's Story) Book Three- Chasing Dreams- Chase Spencer has the same dream about the same woman. When he finally meets her, he begins to understand his ability to see the future. Now not only is he dreaming of her he can’t seem to get her out of his mind. The only thing is she doesn’t like him she only wants to be friends with benefits. Can he win her heart and find love? He will keep trying no matter what happens. He will win over the woman of his dreams. (Chase & Brianna's Story) (Stories with Gailan and Lucas as well as their mates, will come out later) Content Warning: Explicit love scenes. Guaranteed HEA with no cliffhangers. Intended for mature audiences. 18+

"Stay.” He’s in front of me before I know it, a fire and intensity in his eyes as he takes my chin in his fingers, tilting my face up towards him. “Bind yourself to me, and become by most coveted jewel.” My heart races as I realize what the look in his eyes is… lust, and a desire to posses me, keep me, and it all becomes clear. He’s been fighting his true nature the whole time. His finger runs across my lips and heat floods to parts of me I’ve never felt before. Maybe, just maybe, there’s a part of me that wants him to. I’m not sure why, or where it’s coming from. Maybe it’s that, without a purpose, with everything I’ve worked for gone, the idea of being taken care of, coveted, as he said, doesn’t seem that bad. My voice is quiet. “My Lord—” “Ariyan, you may call me Ariyan.” It feels taboo, saying his name, and I pause for a moment before letting it roll off my tongue. “Ariyan…” His jaw clenches as the sound leaves my lips. I know there was something I was going to say, but as the Dragon Lord looks over me, his silver eyes burning as they pierce mine, I can’t seem to recall what it was. It’s liked I’m trapped under his spell, lost in the blaze that is him. ***** For centuries dragons have ruled over humans, using them as servants and protectors of their most precious treasures. Ruby has spent her whole life training to become a Dragon's Guardian, but when she finally has the chance to compete for the position, she finds herself in a very different one; as the fated Mate to the feared and infamous Lord of Dragons, Ariyan Silverwing, and the Guardian of his heart. Trapped in a dark and dangerous world, can she find a way to protect herself against its threats? Or will she fall into its twisted trap, just as she finds herself falling for her Dragon Lord? *COMPANION STORY TO FATE OF THE SILVER DRAGON*

"What do you mean he's your 3rd fated mate? Answer me Arabella!" Ryker screamed in my face as he stared me down waiting for an answer. Looking at his red face and clenched fists I'm not sure if he is going to kill me or my mates. My brother is ridiculously over protective. The only reason he is even here is to watch over me. He know's our father is going to be livid if anything happens to me. I thought finally getting accepted to moonlight academy would give me the freedom I desperately needed. It turns out, I'm not as prepared as I thought I was. My power's keep getting stronger, and mate's keep popping up out of nowhere. The lines between right and wrong are blurring, but I'm determined to prove I can do this on my own. I'm not sure if this mark the moon goddess gave to me is a blessing or a curse, but Im strong enough to figure it out on my own.

When the war started, the beasts slaughtered. Humans were nearly wiped out on the earth. Survivors were classified into three categories: free humans, Servants, and Slaves. Valerie Davis was captured as a slave for the crime her parents had committed to the beasts. She was taken to a slave shop when she was 16. It was during the dry season when she was put in the display box and the Alpha came to investigate a disturbance in the slave market. She thought she was lucky to be unwanted because of the bizarre birth mark and her eye color. But when the Alpha’s gaze fell on her, he decided to buy her. ___________________________ Dystopian Paranormal Romance. Reverse-Harem. This story may include explicit sexual contents, traumas, and physical violence. Trigger warning will be put in advanc. Please read at your own risk. Daily Update!

No sabía que la vida podía cambiar en un segundo. Perdí todo ese aciago día, mis padres, mis hermanos, mis amigos, mi casa. ¡Todo! Solo por que era bella, tuve que escapar y esconderme como la peor de las criminales. Jamás imaginé que mi destino fuera a ser tan cruel, por mi culpa perdí a todo lo que amo, desde esa noche trato de escapar infructuosamente, siempre me encuentran. Hasta que soy levantada por unas enormes garras en medio de la noche, y transportada a lugares lejanos y extraños, cada vez que me encuentran, este ser me salva. ¿Quién es? No tengo idea. ¿Miedo? Sí, mucho. Sin embargo, lo espero cada día con ansias para que me salve.

No human has dared look at me without my permission in ages. Yet here she is, her eyes like deep wells of night glinting with stars, her long dark hair pulled back in a braid, showing the exotic beauty of her face clearly in the sunlight. And as I gaze upon her, my heart seems to ache in a way I’ve never felt before. No. It can’t be. For centuries I have lived, and now, at the moment when my brother’s opposition is strongest, the Fates dare present me with my greatest weakness. I refuse to believe it, and yet, I know deep in my soul there is only one reason I feel the way I do as I look at her. Her lips part ever so slightly, and a deep rumble vibrates in my chest as I long to taste them, to feel my own bruise the delicate pink of them as I devour her. I fight everything in me not to leap down into the pit and take her into my arms. But then her gaze is pulled from mine, releasing me from the spell that seems to have engulfed me. ***** For centuries, Ariyan Silverwing has reigned over the land as Lord of Dragons, the humans, who once sought to destroy his kind, now used as servants and protectors of their most precious treasures. But when it comes time for him to seek a new Guardian of his hoard, he finds something very different instead; his human Mate, the fierce and stubborn Ruby, fated to be the Guardian of his heart, and his one and only weakness. Destined to protect her, yet trapped between worlds, can the Dragon Lord save her from from his vicious and vengeful brother? Or will he lose everything he holds dear, including his most cherished gem, and his life? *COMPANION BOOK TO HEART OF THE SILVER DRAGON*

Amelia is a shy girl who had been sheltered by her parents all her life. She stumbled on an injured man one day and decided to help him. She later fell in love with the man, but he suddenly disappeared into thin air. All the young girls are asked to come to the palace so that the Dragon king would choose his bride, and when Amelia gets there, she finds out that the man she had threaten is none other than the Dragon king. Alaric tried to make it up to Amelia for what he had done, so she forgave him after a while and their love began to blossom. Just then, oppositions start to come up and try to tear their love apart. Will Alaric and Amelia be able to face their problems together, or will it tear them apart?