Young Silvia was always told to be wary of dragons. She was always told that they were too dangerous for little girls like her, and at that age Silvia couldn't do much to oppose them. Now she's older, stronger, and ready to prove them wrong. She gets her chance at the riders ceremony where the results shocks the village. Will she prove once and for all that being a girl doesn't limit her power? Expect Adventure, Action, and Love in my story, "The Dragon of Three Colors"

Just one drink of dragons blood. That's all that's needed to alter your DNA forever. One drink of blood will allow you to change into one animal at any point. But only one. Your spirit animal. "I take a sip of the red liquid in the golden cup and the crowd gasps. I instantly feel the change. I look down at my scales and wings. Does this mean I'm the same as these monsters?"

Ellany was raised in a shielded place; fed lies since before she could walk. When beasts that should have only existed in her nightmares rip her from everything she holds dear, her will to continue is shattered. She tells herself she is prepared to die there on the forest floor. Yet, in her deepest state of darkness, she is saved by someone who deems her worthy of something she doesn't quite understand. Something so much bigger than her own misfortunes that she begins to fear it. Taken from the one person she trusts, she is forced to decipher friend from foe, and face her inner monster, alone. The darkness continues to advance and more are falling victim to their own demons. The line between humanity and beast is thinning. There is a war to wage against an overpowering evil. She must prevail or all is lost.

Slave to humans all her life, Argentum longs for freedom. When an opportunity finally arises, she finally escapes alongside Rutilus. But in the wild, one needs to know how to be a real dragon in order to survive. Lucky for them, an ancient dragon takes pity on them, and takes them under his wing. But it is not as easy as that. As Argentum and Rutilus learn more about their own species, as well as the ancient dragon's own past, they are plunged head first into a battle against kings as they try to right ancient wrongs, and by doing so, the fate of all dragons are in their talons. Cover was made by @Shreya_VA - thank you so much! Highest Rankings: 31st in fantasy - 6th of November, 2017 34th in fantasy - 8th of November, 2017 39th in fantasy - 18th of December, 2017 45th in fantasy - 5th of November, 2017 48th in fantasy - 17th of October, 2017

Book 2 of the Imperial series. Please read the new version of the first book first. With Kronx crowned as the new Dragon King, Argentum should have been able to relax at long last. Life was bound to be better. Under the human queen's command, dragons were rapidly being released across the continent. But Argentum could not shake off the feeling that something's not quite right. There was something that Lord Raffael and the human queen weren't telling her, and she can't help but notice how her former master has seemingly disappeared. Cover art done by @_Gryphos_ -- Thank you! :)

No one ever said what would happen when dragons and aliens meet. And no one told me that I would be in the middle of it. Tasha was studying hard to get through her last year of university when she was kidnapped. She certainly didn't expect to wake up with four feet and wings. Mad scientists are bad enough, but things get even more complicated when aliens appear and wipe out the human race. Is there a way for her to hide her true identity in this new world while retaining her humanity? --------------------- Sneak Peek: I jumped over the lip of the tray and beat down hard with my wings. I had expected to only slow my fall; I had not expected to end up gaining so much height. I squawked in surprise and spread my wings wide in alarm before gravity regained its hold on me. With several awkward back-winging motions of my wings, I landed lightly on the floor. Well, at least I know my wings work. I glanced at the man in the corner as he was scribbling quick notes. I turned around to regard the tray again. They say practice makes perfect. With another hop and a single wingbeat, I managed to land in the sand tray with fanned wings slowing my momentum. That was much more graceful. But a wing-assisted hop wasn't true flight. And I still wasn't on the windowsill. ---------------------------- Entire semi-polished draft can be read on Wattpad. The polished version may be purchased on Amazon as print/audio/ebook. Copyright November 2016. All Rights Reserved. Readers may not copy, alter, or steal this story. Fanfictions are allowed to use my *world*, *labs*, and kidnapping/metaforming idea as long as credit is given. Loosely based on a story of a loyal war dog who had originated as a street stray. The Cover was done by Dedefox at https://www.deviantart.com/dedefox