A Dragon Story Novels & Stories

Taran looks sad, “No, but something in me says to find my mother first. I want to know where they looked. The books aren’t completely accurate.” “Taran,” my voice is quiet. I want to learn more about dragons. What parts of the myths are authentic, and what are false? “Will you tell me what is true about dragons? I know about the first dragon and the stone. I want to know why you breathe fire. Are you made of fire? What do dragons eat? Are you born as a human or dragon? Since dragons are reptiles, wouldn’t they lay eggs? How did humans conceive dragons?”

I spent hours studying the text. I learned about Alice's Dragon, referred to in ancient languages as the 'Rare Healer of Fire.' This unique dragon was gifted with ancient magic. If the Rare Healer of Fire mated with another dragon, they would be reborn as humans but retain the ability to use dragon magic without their dragon forms.

"Please." With another grumble, he begins the story. "Drakon, the king of dragons, fell in love with the daughter of a Goddess. He courted her knowing she was his true mate. When he finally consummated their union, he discovered she had given her virginity to another. He was mated to a woman who would never transcend. In his great rage, he killed her." We both remain quiet until he speaks again a few minutes later. "A dragon's rage is incomparable to anything you've ever seen. Mine is worse. You cannot want to be around me if I'm ever in that condition."

he said. “Shit,” I said. “I’ve never heard of someone’s dragon leaving,” Preston said. “Sometimes a dragon will leave if his personality is in conflict with his host,” Baz said in my head. “His dragon might be purer than him,” I said as an explanation. “Baz, can you make contact with his dragon in your realm? Maybe he’ll be more eager to share what he knows,” I said to him. “Let me think about it,” Baz said and curled up on his side.

The watch ticked steadily, and this time, its sound felt like a soft applause for his freedom. Dante began to type again. “Once upon a time, there was a dragon who kidnapped a prince so the prince would forget how to fly. But the dragon forgot that the prince’s wings were not grown in a tower—they were born in the stories his father whispered to him before sleep…”

Votigern had doubted the truism of their stories but he knew the tales did not spin out of nothing. Tales of dragons had been in existence for many long years, most people believed in its existence, while other sceptical ones didn’t. There were books, however, Votigern knew the books didn’t lie, they said their town was Islandia. The sources of these books were rogue dragons that had escaped from Islandia.

said the king with a serious expression . " What ?!.............What did you say ?! " said the three of the girls with a worried tone . " Apart from our world , there's also another world which is filled with magic , dragons and other creatures . I know it may be hard to believe but our ancestor comes from that world and now , the ruler of that world , the king of Dragons , is asking for one of your hands in marriage . He has stated pretty tempting conditions and also , if the order is not followed , we will all be killed . " said the king .

A humongous dragon, terrifying and monstrous, firing and destroying homes and hopes of people, catches Amira's attention. The dragon looks familiar to her. She searches for memories in her head of where she has probably seen it. 'Right! It's the dragon I saw in my dream!' she confirms and scrutinizes the painting once more. 'But who are you?' Kian rests his hands on his hip-level as he finishes lining all the paintings, eyeing each of them that he has collected and kept in good condition. His family ceases to believe the story his great grandfather has told until inhumane creatures shows one at a time and threatens to destroy the peacefulness on their land. The time the king and the queen wi

“With the help of me and my four brothers. That first video is real, and it is my brother Mitchell. Each of my brothers' dragons is a different color. Mine happens to be red.” I just sat staring at him. “What about those dreams all those months ago?” “My great grandfather had a gift and I think I inherited it. Yet somehow this gift brought you into it. Somehow you experienced what I was.” “And this bonding dream? Are you saying we are bonded for life?” “Yeah. My dragon recognized you even through the dreams as my mate.” I look over at the TV and saw Draco the dragon. “You look like that only red?” He smiled as he looked at the screen, “I would like to think my dragon is nicer looking.”

"Tell me everything your parents told you about my family." I sighed, a shameful blush coating my ears. I could still feel the burn behind my ear. It felt raw, especially as blood rushed in a telltale flush. "They told me a lot of things. And, I'm going to preface this by saying I thought the dragon thing was a metaphor. I didn't know it was a literal thing." Thane laughed suddenly. "So sirens, sorceresses, chimeras, all valid and real, but you draw the line at water dragons?"