A Story About A Dragon Novels & Stories

"She's a Witch!" The moment the gem slipped from my grasp, a sudden void consumed me, the magic dissipating with my relinquished hold. Stepping back from the booth, a profound stillness cloaked me as I observed the crowd converging. Panic etched itself onto the faces of men, women, and children alike. The murmurs of discontent swelled into an angry chorus, echoing through the air. In the distance, the clamor of approaching soldiers added urgency to the unfolding scene. A ripple of anxiety coursed through me as I trembled, gazing one final time at the old woman. "You glowed," she whispered. A mirror hung on a twisted post, and my reflection revealed tendrils of cerulean sparks dancing on my i

Mars was shocked to hear that dragons still exist and desperate to capture their kingdom. "But Mom it's been 15 years now, We have hadn't been any attack or haven't seen any dragon around us," he frantically said holding Vincent hand tightly looking into her eyes. "Son, Dragon king was also badly injured that night, might be in the same condition as I am, he is such a manipulating and vicious man that he inherited the greed to become the world's powerful magician to his son,

If he scared him enough, then he would readily tell everything Drake wanted to know. As he expected, Dhari started to shiver at Drake's words. "Please, don't kill me. I will tell you everything you wanted to know. I am just a hired criminal. We will do anything for money. I just did the same" Dhari is petrified, looking at a dragon in front of his eyes. He never thought he would see one in his lifetime. Dragons are huge and they burn everything with fire when someone angered them. There is no doubt in Dhari's mind that Drake would kill him if Dhari angered Drake. He doesn't want to see him shift into a dragon and burn him to his death.

she held up the lollipop in front of Karl's face, which frowned in confusion before finally, the man laughed at what she said. "Me?" "I'm serious! Why are you laughing?" she said again when she saw the laughing Karl. “I wonder what a dragon actually looks like. I mean, the dragons that I knew all the times are only from the legends or folktales. It's not like you. For instance, in China, the dragon doesn't have wings and their shape is like a snake with natural elements. Or in India, the dragon in their legend looks more like a snake in size and has a cute face—"

“You can talk? she asked the dragon. He snorted. “Of course, I can talk. I am Xa, king of the sky and the dragons. And you will be the queen of the dragons.” “I can’t be the queen of the dragons since I am not a dragon. Now, let me go! I want to return home.” Xa removed his wing and Hraa stood but before she could get away, Xa grabbed her with his strong claws and flew away with her. Hraa was furious with the dragon. She could not believe the dragon had kidnapped her. But, as Xa flew, taking Hraa farther and farther away from her family, she promised herself that she would find a way to escape the dragon.

I bury my face in her hair and breathe her in. “You’re supposed to be asleep,” I murmur against her curls. “I was waiting for you.” She pulls back, eyes wide and serious. “You promised me a story.” I smile despite everything. “I did, didn’t I?” She nods. “Okay. But first I need to freshen up. Then I’ll read you the longest dragon story we have. Deal?” “Deal.” She grins, then adds, “The one with the baby dragon who learns to fly.”

I didn't understand why he was still in the mood to tell stories at this time. Kincaid didn't care about my reaction and said, "There is a dragon that requires the village to sacrifice a virgin to it every year. This village also has a brave young man to fight against the dragon every year, but no one has ever returned. One year, the dragon asked the village to sacrifice its virgins, and a young man set out with a sword. At this moment, someone in the village secretly followed him to see what had happened." Kincaid stopped and looked at me, asking, "Do you know what have they seen?"

Hearing sad stories was painful, especially living alone in a strange place. Draco felt that his life was a responsibility he had to fulfill for the future of the dragons. He didn't have time to think about himself. He didn't even know whether he deserved love or not. His life was a duty and responsibility, nothing else. Draco felt his energy drain rapidly when he was around humans. He longed for the hidden dragon lair where he grew up, but Draco couldn't return. He had to face his destiny. Draco had to find a way to keep his true identity as a dragon hidden until he managed to find his golden dragon’s heart.

"It looks good." I was baffled. Then, I narrowed my eyes, and my expression turned icy. Dominic's tone shifted as he added, "Yes, I've taken you as my prisoner." I was at a loss for words. Thanks, but I didn't need him to state the obvious. His voice sounded a little glum. "It's the oldest story in the book. The evil dragon falls in love with the princess, but she doesn't belong to him. So, he locks her in an ivory tower, making sure that she can't ever leave."

I said, careful with my words. "Who is real?" Eren asked. She was still confused. "The beast," I said. I made my voice sound happy and surprised. "My dragon. She is talking to me. In my head." Eren's mouth fell open. "The dragon? She is awake? You mean like your actual dragon is awake? After all this time?" I nodded. I forced a big smile. "Yes. Her name is Veylara. She says my anger woke her up."