A Dragon Without Its Rider Is A Tragedy Novels & Stories

The thought of losing her was almost unbearable and even Abeloth was roaring in protest, flapping his wings and exhaling smoke. “You have many enemies Ryder, people that smile at you and people that shake your hand. Silently they wish for your demise because of your strength, because Abeloth is feared as well. You need to be careful with who you trust, your circle is now complete, we are your people, we will fight with you until the end. Only when you shed the blood of the last vile dragon will your life return to be filled with peace. Megan is your other half, the half of your soul that you’ve been missing, keep her safe and she will stand by your side until the day you die,” she said.

"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?"

“You know what the mountain dragon said. You know his warning wasn’t just empty words.” I closed my eyes, letting the memory resurface clearly. "What’s it like to witness a pointless end?" The dragon’s voice thundered in my mind. “Remember this day, Daran. This could be your fate. That girl is your last hope. Become the eternal lycan, or face a tragic end—a half-witch, half-lycan, half-demon. An imperfect being, losing your essence, bringing only destruction.” My breath caught. The dragon’s words weren’t just a warning; they were a real threat.

They continue to prolong his suffering,tearing at his flesh with their slick blades and drawing his life essence slowly. “It’s all my fault. I did this to all of you.” He casts me a harsh glare over his shoulder,as he counters a blow. “You didn't do anything,spitfire. They're evil and that’s all there is to it. You are innocent. Far from guilty.” He whispers in my mind. “He’s gone,Corven. My dragon is gone. That substance was poison. I can’t feel him anymore. He’s gone.” I say in my mind,as I weep from my place on the floor.

“You are the Commander, but you cannot command destiny. You cannot touch her because your aura will crush her. You cannot reject her because the bond will kill you both. You are trapped, Draven. We are looking at a living nightmare.” I closed my eyes, forcing Karl’s furious roars into a corner of my mind. We've heard stories of dragons tearing themselves apart because they could not survive the loss. True mates were rare precisely because the bond was merciless. It gave everything or destroyed everything. “Then she stays ignorant. I stay away and pray to the Creator that the world never finds out what she is to me.”

I was the lowest-born black serpent in the Serpent Clan, yet the Dragon Court's most honored crown prince chose me as his bride. He gave up his betrothal to my sister, surrendered his place as heir, and walked away from the Dragon Court for me. I was moved beyond words and became his wife. But after I gave birth to only a black serpent, he flew into a rage. He crushed our baby beneath his foot, then killed me with a single strike of his sword. As I was dying, I saw hatred burning in his eyes. "If I'd known you were this useless, I should've married your sister!" Only then did I learn the truth. I was the woman of fate named in the Dragon Court's forbidden book, the one born with primord

Part 2. The darkness of the night was screaming with thunders and lightnings; the clouds threatened to shatter the world with the fatality of the storm. Screams and shouts of help came from everywhere in the world. "Help!" "It is the rage of a dragon!" "Please, stop it!" They knew a mighty dragon had gone mad from the loss of his lover. The broken heart of a dragon was the worst fatality that could even descend upon the vulnerable. The mortal world will die because of the rage, the immortals will suffer and shatter to appease the sadness.

She had left in the dead of night, no tracks to follow. There was a stigma around dragons, and it would be hard to break free if it. Before the Privy Council had ruled when and where a mate could be claimed, many dragons allowed their passions to reign unchecked. There were stories, most quite gory and depressing, of a dragon killing his mate in the midst of passion. Their despair drove them mad with sorrow and a path of destruction followed them until the guard or the king himself had to put him out of his misery. Two lives cut short because the nature of the dragon is intense.

But it will never be the same. - Dragons don't have mates, we have firehearts. It works similar to your matebond, but it's different. We have a fog in the heart that is incomplete, and when we find our fireheart, the fires are completed. When a dragon loses its fireheart, it's alone for life. We have no second chances, fireheart and we will never be able to love another person. Many dragons that end up firehertless choose to stay together, but it will always be for sex and children. Their hearts will never burn with love again.

Should the Keeper of the Dragon Stone die, it would cause all Dragons to die. The book also explains that should all Dragons die, mass destruction would plague the earth. Without Dragons, there isn’t a balance. Dragons are a superior race, that protects the earth itself. Knowing that, I felt stupid for attempting to end my life. According to what I read, there are all kinds of Dragons. Some, such as Water Dragons, help safeguard oceans and even try to prevent natural disasters, but they are also the cause of some of them. While there are some Dragons that aren’t particularly good, most Dragons are known for their Honor.