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Ch 6 "Every day your magic grows weaker while you bring new life into this world, until the babies are born and that drain is gone, you will be no match for him." - That's not a very comforting thought. 'I left him in the shadows. The shadows will eat him.' he grinned mischievously. - And this, Shade, is why people fear you. The tiny dragons turned off the light and perched atop the bed posts watching the door. - That sounds pretty cool, actually, the imagery of the scene. Ch 7 He had forgotten that even with their childish personalities, and constant pestering they were two of the oldest beings on the planet. - HA! It really is a shame their mentalities are half feral. Once again he felt their magic building to a climax and as Lite began to grow brighter Shade put his hand over Blaine's eyes so he wouldn't be blinded when their magic exploded. - Yep, that was a very nice touch. Both scary to think about, and awesome in its execution. Ch 8 He gently moved the sleeping dragons who were pefectly content to curl up next to Jaime. He smiled lovingly down at him as he was surrounded by four small dragons and looked like a big pile of warmth. - Technically this is just what Jaime needs...didn't he need all this contact or he'd lose his golden mind? He heard Luther rumble again and wished he knew what that noise meant. He'd heard it when he'd seen his form for the first time as well. Maybe it was annoyance? He could possibly be annoyed at having to fly beside someone as dull as he, and maybe he was irritated that Marcus kept staring at him? He sighed, that was probably it. - Ha ha ha! Quite the opposite, Marcus, dear. When that didn't work, he slapped him. He didn't expect the punch that was aimed at his face though. When Marcus opened his eyes he saw Luther above him rubbing his jaw. "Hello gorgeous." - I like how Luther handled that! Hee hee. The problem with wearing nothing but pants though, is that every scratch and bite on the two of them was visible to all. Marcus was worried about what the King would say, but Luther was quite proud of his scratches and the marks he had made on the younger dragon. - Hee hee hee, get that purple booty Luther. It took him only a half an hour to gather up the few things he owned, and say goodbye to everyone. Around noon the dragons left, with a very excited young halfling on the shoulders of Luther. - Too cute, I die.

CH 4 The best thing about reviewing complete stories with the chapter numbers on them is that I can pick up right where I left off without forgetting my spot! "A rare sight to see a female, yet it is only in death that she is seen." -Oh, that sucks...Luther heeds a call and it turns out to be a green female dragon kicking the bucket. Twin babies!! Twins. Babies. Two of my favorite words. When the first dragon died his soul crystalized into a rainbow gem, and from that I was born. -I really like reading about all these origin stories and how they pass on to the next life...in the form of gold or trees, or what have you. Jaime laid down beside the spectrum. Luther put an arm around him, the babies laid down between them, the King wrapped his arms around him from behind, and all five dragons went to sleep. -Peaceful family~ Ch 5 When he was alone in a room he would hear breathing or something moving, and would quickly run out. - That would freak anyone the f*ck out. Poor Jaime. Gradually swirls of purple magic started to flow around and into him. As the magic brushed against his skin lavender swirls began to show, his hair gained purple streaks, and when he looked up his eyes were no longer red, but a lovely violet. -So pretty!!! As he moved, the black dragon's head followed him, and the white dragon shimmered into sight again, doing the same. When he was far enough he could see a pale man in a destroyed black robe laying in a pool of blood. He couldn't make much out of him because almost every inch of him was covered in gashes and blood, a black dagger lay near him. - Ok...so I'm guessing the black and white babies are the green twins's invisible play buddies. Dead guy in robe was some sort of assassin. Who was he after and why? Who knows!

First, I want to say that I have just been ITCHING to read this story for what seems like at LEAST an entire year. My life has become, quite literally, work-college-tutor-write with Rambling Robin-assigments-repeat. I've wanted to set enough time aside to be able to give your stories the royal treatment they deserved, uninterrupted binge reading. That being said, I am going to try my best to read as much as I possibly can at intervals during the work day. Ch 1 'The magic of the place kept it from deteriorating, but did nothing to keep the ravages of time away.' - So...still intact, but rusty and peeling? That's what it sounds like to me. I think it's cool that all the dragons *felt* the arrival of a new king, and that the Mages are the magic carriers. 'One of the main problems was that female dragons had all but dissapeared.' - Oh noes! No more dragon babies!? So sad. Sad that those that lost their mates decided to pass on, as well. 'Without a king to protect them, many died in battles, their magic unable to return to the planet and forced to linger in a painful lonely existence.' -Ultimate sadness!! 'In their human form the dragons gradually made the castle livable again, and the day came when the king started assembling his dragons to tell them what his kingly mission was, and to begin his work.' -Mission? What IS his mission? 'Blaine's scales looked like opalescent black glass, reflecting rainbows when the light hit them.' - *fans self* You had me at 'opalescent' and 'long black hair.' 'The gold dragons stood and looked deep into his eyes. Within they could see his power and his dragon, they could feel his soul, and immediately knew his mission. A few looked away blushing, some smiled in relief, and one small boy in the back, who looked about 18, looked terrified.' - Oh, come on!! What the heck's his mission? I'm dying with curiosity. 'In the past it had been fighting wars, or using magic to grow safe places, but here, now, with so many dragons gone, his mission was to breed.' - Oh ho ho ho ho ho...get it, Blaine. Get all the booties. '"I will mate each of you and you will bring forth one egg each. This will be done 5 times, then once every 100 years depending on your population.' - Woo! Get all them booties, Blaine!! Get 'em! 'The golds responded to this strength instinctively and loved to be touched and petted. All except one little gold. When he was brought to the room he practically had to be dragged in. He was pushed inside and the door slammed behind him. He looked around the room shivering like a leaf until he found the Dragon King laying on the bed with a sheet over him. He paled and almost fainted, catching himself on the bed post.' - LMAO!! Awwww skitterish little thing! Hee hee hee. "No gold should be without a master. Would you like to belong to me?" - Any other dragon would have laid SO many eggs just by hearing that sentence from Blaine. 'Take me, I'm yours' and such. "You are mine now little one. You'll never be alone again." - Aww, good job Blaine. Ch 2 "A male dragon is not meant to carry an egg, it's only through my magic that his body can support it, I'm also feeding the babies energy as they grow." - For some reason, a chaotic scene popped in my head of all the eggs turning out male. Jaime: I thought you said you were going to make them female! Blaine: That was the plan! But, then I thought of us and how nice it would be to have a small tyke of our own...and I guess the thought of a little boy permeated onto the eggs! Jami: *frowns* Just how many boys were you wanting me to birth?? ...something like that. Ha ha ha. "You poor thing. A dragon returns to it's original essence when it dies. In the case of your race they turn back into the gold they came from. It sounds like your mother stayed with you as long as she could and once she knew you had been born safely, died." - Depressing!! Baby Jaime hatching into a heap of gold that used to be his mama! "Thank you for the memory, and remind me to thank Sam. Can you please pass along a message to the crew? Occasionaly, don't be obvious now, just find a reason to touch Jaime. He needs to get used to people." - Awwwwwwww. My heart. Ch 3 'Each dragon fought to kill, holding nothing back, and each dragon fell at the King's feet. Submission was then given and the mating took place with the King's eyes turning a midnight black. ' - Woo! Get them black booties, Blaine! Get 'em! "I can grant you children crafted from our magic. Would you be willing to come back with me once I free you?" "I will allow this, but be warned, I will not submit to you." - Wait a minute, then how will he get with child? Is it like the Black dragons thing that they have to fight to submit, or can he be cloned somehow? I guess I'll find out eventually. Maybe I'm overthinking it. 'Luther's free hand found the King's erection and guided it into himself, slowly sitting down on his lap. As he began to move he threaded his fingers through the King's and continued to hold him down. Blaine accepted his control without submitting himself, and lay back as Luther rode him.' - OH! That's what he meant. My my. Get 'im, Luther? Oh, looks like their nest got one dragon bigger! I will stop here for now as I get back to work, but I am eager to continue!

Finished reading! I really enjoyed your story. Thank you for sharing it. xoxo Robin

Awww, Jaime is so adorable. I want to put him in my pocket. xoxo Robin

I'm so glad we got a sex scene! Yay! And it was yummy. I like Luther. I love the idea of Blaine repopulating the dragons. xoxo Robin

Oh, yay! Luther is staying with them, and the babies seem sweet. I bet those will bring plenty of excitement to the castle.

I love the little dragons! I think you did ggreat with their personalities.

I love imagining the baby dragon boom there will be after the gestation period is over! And I'mm really enjoying everyone's personalities. xoxo Robin

I really appreciated your review on one of my stories, so I thought I'd take a peek at yours. I really like the idea. I like some of the lore too, like how the gold dragons were hoards brought to life by love and attention. Very neat. I love Jaime! Poor little gold dragon! I imagine he's going to feel overwhelmed for a little while! I hope he doesn't mind sharing his king so he can make the little dragon babies with others. So, thanks for the review on Incubus' Harem, and I look forward to reading more of this story. xoxo Robin