A Pet Dragon Novels & Stories

Brie said, trying not to laugh herself. Another sharp crack echoed from the egg, silencing the room. Fifteen minutes later, the shell split apart completely, and a hatchling wriggled free a dark blue dragon with a crimson belly. The little creature flapped its wings as if eager to take flight. No one was surprised to see it was male. Through the mind-link, Trace told Mikan they would need to discuss the southern throne later. Mikan silently agreed.

“So you’re a dragon, too.” “I am.” She bit her lip, wanting to ask more about that but deciding against it. She wondered how he looked as a dragon. Was he like the big golden one she’d seen? Vikter was clearly a golden dragon, from what they’d said about eye color. Razzy’s eyes were purple. His were gold, and Drayken’s were red. It still weirded her out to think of his red eyes. It was so strange. She nodded and glanced up too.

I handed her my phone, and she took it in her hands and placed it in her cross-body freckled bag that suited her look perfectly. "Don't be scared, Love... I might look rough, but my dragon adores you," I said, cupping her cheek, and taking a step back, shifting into my magnificent beast. Yes, I was an earth dragon, but unlike my brothers, I was also a gifted dragon, just like Adam. Adam was the Emerald dragon, while I, Urien Dragnoir, had the Onyx dragon. A pure black beast. Elisa gasped and then ran her hand over my snout, and my dragon melted into her, and then huffed, lowering his head.

And behind the sharp teeth that protruded from its ghastly mouth, a rumbling furnace lay dormant and was ready to kill anyone around it with just one breath. A dragon. “I got a fucking dragon as a familiar! Fucking shit!” Her still widened eyes were now solely focusing on the sleeping curled-up creature before her. “You are a dragon, huh.” The little black-colored dragon cooed the moment Cent took its curled-up position from the bed to her chest. Its small head, barely the size of her fist, nuzzled into Maleficent’s bosoms – seeking warmth and affection.o

The one my mother told about in the story. Seeing the diamond graffiti written in dark red liquid on its temple, I know it was that dragon. The vetrik Jihn drakon. Its chest began to appear red as if the beast swallowed tons of coals on its throat. Its eyes glowed dark while its huge snout began to open in what seemed to be prepared to release something.

Her eyes widen and she looks at Avani, who gives her a wide-eyed ‘surprise’ look. “Who?” “Her name is Kaylani. She’s the water dragon.” I pull her plate over so she can eat while sitting in my lap. “Does she look like you or Avani?” Palila puts my plate in front of me and I mouth a ‘thank you’ to her. “Neither. While you and I are fire dragons and our dragons are red, Avani is the Earth dragon and his dragon is green. Kaylani is the water dragon and her dragon is blue."

I contemplated for a moment, only interrupted by Raja's voice. 'That is a dragon's growl, my lady.' "A dragon?" I voices out absentmindedly when I was just supposed to talk with Raja in my mind. "A dragon?" Prince Evan and Prince David echoed my question, they were looking at me now. "Yes. That must be the dragon of the magical healer," Demitri answered. "The question is, what kind of dragon is it, so we would know what attack should we expect." 'He's not my kind. He's a blue dragon. The kind who has the ability to manipulate heavenly elements such as lightning,' Raja informed.

Waiting, suspended in perfect, utter stillness. They hear it, then: a quiet, but unmistakable crack. It is surreal and strange and unlike any animal egg Brandon has ever known before, to witness. A baby dragon does not chip away repeatedly at the shell of its egg like all other creatures do, he learns, then. It does not feebly peck at the shell to crack it in bits and pieces, nor does it struggle to clamber out of its egg thereafter with unsteady legs. No, Brandon learns. A baby dragon, as young as it may be, is nonetheless a dragon.

Alicia decided she had to see if he was still conscious before determining if she could help him or not. One quiet step at a time, Alicia came upon the dragon. He was blue, purple, and green and his skin shone in the sunlight like oil. Being a girl who knew no fear, she carefully reached a hand out to touch him. After all, it was not every day that you got to touch a dragon, she thought. He didn’t open his eyes when she gently touched the side of his face. That gave her courage to examine him. Alicia had hopes to be a Doctor of Animals, but she knew that was just a dream. No one would take a woman seriously.

(Throltys) Throltys is a proud Dragonnewt, with 250 cm tall, muscular, and scale bound. He is bound to invoke attention from others, he is like a lizardman, but he is not, he is a Dragonnewt a race who is a direct descendant of a dragon. And they are not only smart but also abnormally strong, both magic and physique. Most importantly, the Earth Dragonnewt is undoubtedly loyal to me as their entire race was given to me by the Carefree dragon that lives behind my house back in New City. So in terms of performance and loyalty, Throltys is someone that I don’t even have to worry about at all.