A Golden Dragon Novels & Stories

Golden wings folded around its body. Its massive head lowered. The Empress rested one hand against its scales. "Old friend." The dragon answered with a soft rumble. "I know." She closed her eyes. Golden light flowed from her palm into the dragon. Its scales shone brighter. The light spread across its body like flowing sunlight. The darkness finally reached them. The Guardian met it head-on. Gold collided with black. This time the valley exploded with light. The blast forced everyone to shield their eyes. When my vision cleared, the Guardian still stood.

I could feel something moving through me, an attraction that I hadn’t felt before. Sure, he was tall, dark, and handsome. His cheekbones were high and his body looked like something that had been molded by the gods. It didn’t explain why a part of me wanted to lay my head down against him. To rub my cheek against his scarred chest, press my lips against those four ragged lines. “I’m a dragon and I've claimed you as my mate.” I didn’t say anything to him, I didn’t know what that meant. A dragon, that I was his mate. How was I supposed to respond to that?

Boom! "Roar!" The dragon roared and opened its claws. The giant golden dragon's finger immediately erupted with divine waterfall-like splendor. It weaved and tore apart everything in its path. "Damn Zephyr Khan, you've successfully angered me. You're dead meat. The Golden Dragon Finger is a peerless unique skill that I've practiced for so many years. Even a Emperor-level disciple can't fight it head-on!" Facing Sikong Jiuzhi's Golden Dragon Finger, Zephyr Khan couldn't help but become very serious. The terrible aura of the Golden Dragon Finger kept flowing like a real dragon.

HE/TG I clicked on it and it changed. ITS ME Huh? JD-hyung? I mean Black Dragon now on a white Lamborghini?! Is he that rich?! And where did he get that?! I desperately thought. “So my guess was right, that’s Black Dragon.” Yosef-hyung suddenly said. “He likes to show off his cars.” I heard him continued. I shook my head. Omo… Is this a rivalry between my hyungs?! What will happen to our mission?! I worriedly thought.

Hardly attire befitting a Draken’s wife, let alone one about to undergo a sacred ceremony. Her fingers curled into fists at her sides. She just needed to endure this, to get through the ordeal quickly, then she could find Rhyzar and demand to know the truth about the looming war. She had seen too much destruction already, and if she could persuade him to choose the most peaceful path, she had to try. But then she saw it—the sight that made the murmuring voices fade into nothing. The altar. At its base stood a golden statue, its beauty unparalleled. “That’s the dragon’s mate,” the priestess murmured beside her, nodding toward the breathtaking figure. “The woman who bore the first Draken and g

And the reality-bending power of illusion became his form. All of it merged before him, woven together by the golden threads of his burning blood essence. In the silent hall, a tragic miracle was born. A golden dragon formed from thin air. Its body was not solid, but semi-transparent, woven from a pure, golden light that pulsed with power. Its scales shimmered like a thousand moving blades, and around its claws and fangs, a faint, pale green aura coiled. Its eyes shone with an illusory light that made anyone who looked into them feel dizzy.

’ as she screams internally, a huge blow crashes on the ground. It was a golden dragon. Fuschia was flabbergasted. 'I know it's a dream, but I don't think my stupid brain can produce such a high-quality imagination.' The golden dragon pounded his paw softly on the ground, as not to scare Fuschia. The golden dragon brought its face closer to Fuschia. His face is so big. Fushia just stares at him, fascinated.

Vaelora asked. "Exactly." He nodded. "The Golden Dragon plays a pivotal role. It connects the DragonBorns to their god; Bahamut. The god of fire." "Bahamut." Vaelora tasted the name on her tongue. "How?" "That is where the Power Surge Ritual comes in. It is a ritual which revives the magic of fire within all Dragonborns and their dragons, and it is carried out every decade. Bahamut passes his gift of flame through the Golden Dragon, who disperses it across the land, to the other dragons.”

Mia knew that the reincarnation of The legendary mage would soon appear, after all she had been present when Freya, who was her childhood friend, had given birth to the reincarnation of the golden dragon. Only, the golden dragon had a biological mother and father who were both powerful dragons, unlike Cassy who had appeared from nowhere, and when Dylan who was Freya's soul mate had seen the tattoo of the golden dragon on his son's right wrist, he had immediately gotten rid of all the witnesses of his birth and he had asked her to protect their son.

Eric changed, “Come forth my Golden Dragon.” Out of the sky came a humongous golden dragon, shining brightly in the sky. His whole body was covered in gold. His claws was enormous, and his teeth was sharp and glistering. “Wow,” exclaimed Ruby. “Yeah. I know right. This thing took me a few years to master.” “Oh. Same with my phoenix.” “Now, let’s take down this Chaos, shall we?” Ruby nodded. Chaos summoned out a wrath of black clouds and started to shoot it at them.