Drakor Run On

"Don't touch me!", Arieon yelled at him as tears fell freely from her eyes. She was breathing heavily from the way she ran down the stairs. "You'll harm yourself, be careful!", Enzo snapped at her angrily. She glared at him, "The only harm that will come to me is you, so stay the fuck away!". He rolled his eyes and walked down the stairs. The more steps he took towards her,the more she moved backwards. Her back hit the wall and she cursed internally. He grinned in triumph and placed his fingers on her jaw making her to look at him. "Mi cara, you're the only good in my life. You and our unborn child", he placed his hand on her stomach and she felt her heart flutter. "Stop running away", he leaned closer to her. "And if I don't", she asked in a hushed tone. Their eyes locked and he grinned, "I'll keep chasing you, Arieon".

Two different worlds, two separate lives are fused together in this surreal tale of the supernatural. A world unknown to her and a world he runs from. An unending war between their worlds leads them down the same path with their destinies aligned. What will happen when the fate of their worlds hang in the balance and they have to make a choice? *** She had no idea how long she had been sleeping for but she woke up to the sound of someone sniffing. She was drowsy so she paid not much attention to it but then it continued, then she heard the voice again, “Lavender, you use lavender for your hair. How have I never sniffed your hair before?", the sniffing continued. The sound reverberated through the caves, whilst she felt the vibrations on his chest where she lay, but she did not need that to know whose voice it belonged to. It was deep but not hoarse, somehow it was powerful and soothing at the same time, it was the voice of a god, one that had spoken to her all of these months, one she had replayed over again in her head till it was ingrained in her memory. “Dragomir…”, she whispered in a teary voice, she proceeded to stand up but he held on to a part of her hair and was sniffing it. When he noticed her staring at him, he stopped and stared back at her as if she had just caught him trying to steal from the cookie jar. “Was that creepy?”, he asked.

"How dare you to run away from me?” he said in his cold dark tone, his voice seemed very angry, his hand kept tightening around Jasmine neck that she could hardly breath.She struggled and begged "Plee.. Please let me go… yo.. you are mistaken wit.. With me, I.. I.. am not who you think” "Is that so, huh? Are you trying to tell me that you don’t know me?” he said in dangerous tone"Nooo.. Noooo.. I don’t know you, please leave me” Jasmine lied and her dragon wing rune on her wrist started burning."Then let me remind you who I am…” He said and in smashed his lips on her and before jasmine could struggle or push him away he released her neck and pulled her both hands above her head.His kiss was full on anger and dominance, he bit hard on Jasmine lower lip which made her open her mouth a little, taking that as opportunity he slid his warm tongue inside and started exploiting her mouth in every way possible.Couple of minutes later when he felt jasmine fainting because of lack of oxygen he pulled back "Now do you remember me?” He questioned her breathing hot air on her swollen lips. "Wh..o.. who are you?” Jasmine questioned him in her low voice trembling voice.He kept fanning hot breaths on her lips until “Draco” he said in his deep magnetic voice.-CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT (18+), STRONG ABUSE AND WHOLE LOT OF TORTURE ACTS. KINDLY READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.

For centuries, peace between the seven kingdoms has been maintained through offerings. Diana Blake spent her entire life preparing to become a political bride. Just not his. Draven Volk, the infamous Dark Prince of the Dragon kingdom, is feared across the realm as a cursed monster with haunting white eyes, winter in his veins, and blood staining his past. Women who get close to him never lived to tell the tale. When Diana is forced to marry him to protect her kingdom from war, she expects cruelty. Instead, her terrifying husband refuses to touch her, look at her or even stay near her. Because Draven is hiding a dangerous secret: The human princess is his fated mate. And if he gives in to the bond, he might kill her himself.

A Slave. A King. A Coward. A god. 6 kingdoms. Arlankis, Kronos, Mrygyan, Summer Isle, the Free Nation, and Vilandres. The Great War had men triumphing over dragons. Victory brought greed and cruelty. Men became scheming kings creating a chasm between nobles and common people, bringing back division and slave trades. Slave and hot-headed, Mare’s only claim in life is that she is a dragon lord, an untested claim, and as such has been chosen to unseat the cruel king of fantastical Arlankis, becoming a hero. A hero without a proven claim. When her attempt at heroism, assassinating the king, goes horribly wrong, she becomes the king’s slave, chosen to please his sexual demands. Her actions also condemns her friends and people to a horrible fate. Her journey is only beginning when an incident proves that she is indeed a dragon lord, able to command a surviving dragon of the war. This changes everything. Vallezarii, king of Arlankis marries her to give him dragon heirs. But she is not the only dragon lord. Perci, the king’s heir, has secrets of his own. He is a dragon lord. Like Mare, he seeks to unite the 6 kingdoms again. The true prophecy: A hero will arise to unite the kingdoms under dragons. Who becomes a hero? Mare or Perci? Challenges arise. First came love: Mare and Perci are bound by their blood and desires. Mutual hate becomes more. The consequence of their affair is disastrous. Then came betrayal: Dragons rise again. Thirst for power is once again unquenchable. Men want to rise with dragons, doing anything– even betraying kin, to dine with a dragon lord. Then the mystery: A seventh kingdom. The Dragon Seat. People who seek to suppress dragon dynasty. The opposition are the mysterious descendants of dragon lord.

Dragons & Destiny were two things I never chased. Today, that changed when The Mage of Darkness' quest for power left my home, Forrest Keep in ruins. Now I'm at the mercy of a dragon that revels in War. What will it be, flame or feast? Either way, looked like I was knocking on death's door. If I survive, I will be hunted for the secret I carry. I would totally tell them...If I knew what it was. While they search for me, I must find my secret before they find us both.