Violet Dragon Novels & Stories

Maybell Smith Mythicals- A rare bloodline that people inherit from God, Dalion, that he personally blessed with the ancient dragon spirit. It is given to those who have been close enough to touch the white veil. Although this information is well known, mythicals are still a mystery to the rest of civilization, if encountered, don’t stare into its gaze.

I breathe, my throat constricting. Violet pauses by the door and turns to look at me with a taunting smile on her face. "Don't you understand, honey? Your mate has always been the major target. Why do you think she has been acting strange lately? Why do you think she runs off to Hunter each time he calls? She's been subjected to his influence," she continues. "She wouldn't..." Violet cuts me off, the smile on her face fading away. "She would. It's because she's under the influence of dark magic, and Hunter is now obsessed with her."

The girl said whilst playing with a strand of her long hair. That bitch. She can't be the Luna unless she's his mate, and she isn't. I am. Right? "I'm Violet, by the way." she introduced herself, pulling me out of my thoughts. Violet? Really, wow. "And my hair colour is natural in case you were wondering." Actually I wasn't. I assumed she dyed her hair violet to match her name. "You were born with naturally violet hair?" I thought that was amazing. "Yhup, straight outta the womb." She giggled. She had a cute giggle, I liked her almost immediately.

That much jiggle is physically dangerous but recalling that Violet was inherently different than humans, such wear and tear might not apply to her at all. "Perverted beast! Meet your end!" The woman behind Violet roared. Instantly, her purple spirit ring glowed as the phantom of an extremely cruel, crimson-scaled dragon let out a silent roar and the area around the woman shook violently. Blood leaked from Violet's ears but she continued to evade. While conscious for 23 years, her body had accumulated fighting experience of thousand years! This combination made her extremely versatile and dangerously calm in tough situations despite being suppressed by the bloodlust of her opponents.

I was beyond confused and so was Grayson. "No! That's impossible!" Alpha exclaimed to the Luna. Getting up to join her at the bookshelf where she was looking for some book. "Will someone tell us what is going on?!" Grayson could see I was anxious and he was to. "Oh yes." The Luna stops what she was doing and looked over at me and Emma. She walked towards us and pulled up a chair next to Emma. "Emma. The reason you have this special power is because of the Violet Moon. The Violet Moon, is the one night every decade when the Moon Goddess visits her chosen one and chooses the next one. It's a way for her to see our world. A chosen one is a wolf with immense beauty. Beauty more than anyone can e

How could she not have noticed the sword before? Musa furrowed her eyebrows, “Who are you and why do you recognize me as Musa? That name no longer needs to be tied to me!” Violet stared down at her feet, then back at the sword. “My name is Yak Ann Sinora but many know me as Violet.” Musa held the sword closer to Violet's face. “Who are you? I've never heard the name before and I'm pretty sure I've never seen you before.” Violet snapped her finger, changing into her true appearance.

Dylan hesitated, but eventually shook her hand and smiled. “Can you tell me your name?” “Dylan. Dylan Dark.” “Oh, so you're the son of that old man. Sorry about that.” “It's all right, and you are?” “Violet! Violet is my name.” “It's good to see you again.” “It is, indeed. We've been running into each other for the past month. If I were your age, I'd say it's fate that brought us together, but it's a small world after all.”

I said, walking over with my long violet robes as I made a bee line towards my bed, sinking over the plush softness of the fabric underneath. “But I just returned, I’m weary and out of breath! You know this is an abuse of labour work!“ The silly dragon cried dramatically. “Yeah and you’re not a labourer for your kind information so stop pouting cause you look ugly and scary so scram!” I shouted, not in the mean way but just to emphasise that the conversation for today was done. “I won’t go so make preparations for using these seeds, adios Sire!” Saying that the dragon started taking off but not before turning around and saying, “And yeah just so you know, the seeds are that of the flower Zin

Something must have happened, they thought to themselves. “—they’ve defied us again,” growled the White Dragon, his voice rumbling like distant thunder. “The mortals of Elkar Dominion burned our sigils and named our tribute unjust. They preach of rebellion, and even now, gather strength. Such foolish creatures.” he spat. "What could they hope to achieve" “And they’ve forged weapons,” hissed the Violet Matriarch, talons tracing slow circles in the air. “Steel from the heart of fallen stars. Their priests claim it can pierce dragonhide.”

Violet said as she's trying to push me out from her changing room. "No baby.. I'm staying here.. No." "She won't go anywhere." Blake pulled me out and I sighed. "I hate you, Austin Portwalt!" Violet hissed before Jean closed the door. "See.. See that behavior! If she runs away.. I'm going to kill you!" I hissed at Blake and he laughed. "She won't run away.. If she does.. You can make another wedd-" I turned to Blake and glared big time. He gestured to me to get into my changing room. I walked in and turned on my laptop to activate the CCTV in Violet's changing room.