Another Name For A Dragon Novels & Stories

My dragon spoke aloud now, and I listened intently. "Hello Drakos." My dragon drawlled. "The years I see have made you mad and no doubt weak." she sneered. He didn't respond rooted to the spot. "Adalinda?" he asked, and it dawned on me. I had never asked my dragon her name. I assumed she didn't have one it was never voluntered to me, but then I didn't ask my dragon much. I know my wolf was called flame. My own desire to be a normal pack wolf like the others had made me make my dragon small, and that realisation was now dawning on me at a really inconvient moment.

Even when it croaked and growled, lowering her head until she was only inches from it. Her eyes flickered to the baby dragon, and I saw the love and excitement in them as she nuzzled the baby dragon with her nose. I allowed the baby dragon to go with her mother and patted Sapphire's head, a smile tugging at my lips. “What will you name her?” I asked, keeping my hand on Sapphire's head as I spoke. Dragons don’t speak to me with words, but they put images and thoughts into my mind which was just as good as speaking to me. They can even put words into my head instead of images. After a brief pause, a word flashed through my head. “Ember,” I read the word out loud. “It’s a beautiful name, Sapphi

“What is your name?” breathed the dragon as he looked at the woman. She looked familiar but somehow he did not recall where he had seen her the last time. All these years and time he had spent in captivity as a dragon he had gone through countless women and now all their faces had been blurred. “Red,” said Red in a whisper. And the dragon snorted. “What kind of name is that?” asked the dragon as the warm air that he let out of his nostrils and it tickled Red as she looked at him in such fear that she had never faced earlier in her life.

Ruby looked down at the ground and contemplated this for a few seconds. "What about Aleister? Dyrus Aleister Aspartheon. Dyrus means great or relentless and Aleister means fighter. Aspartheon is a derivative of Aspartheus, the dragon of war, glory, conquest, and wealth since that's what you are aiming for I assume. I provided you a name and a surname, which is your core ideal or what you seek to achieve." "Dyrus Aleister Aspartheon... Hmmm. It rolls off the tongue excellently. Rejoice, witch, you shall keep your head on your shoulder. I accept my new name." The newly baptized Aleister said grinning at her widely.

UNKNOWN FIGURE : Oh my, forgive my manners… I completely forgot to introduce myself A dark figure drops down not too far from where Elijah stood, when the figure arose Elijah could finally make out its physical appearance; the figure was quite humanoid with a few alterations like having a horn protruding from the middle of his forehead, also there were horns protruding out of his elbows with his skin having tiny bumps throughout, his irises where red, his nails seemed like those of a wild beast with a wicked smile on his face… UNKNOWN FIGURE : My name is Draco, I am a member of the NAMED ELIJAH : Draco??... I don’t think I know you and what the hell is the Named?? DRACO : Oh you do know me,

But there is a sect of Dragons, which are more powerful than the rest of the dragons, called the black Dragons, they still reside in fairy and their realm is bigger than the summer and winter realms joined together. In his quest to escape, Koni slipped in to that door way by mistake and fell in to the Dragon Realm.

She didn't seem to recognize her long-lost bonded rider. "Disce, Elyx. It's me, Nezetta," Nezetta said. The dragon kept staring at her without making a sound. Nezetta giggled a bit. Her dragon never roared or grumbled or did much of what dragons were supposed to do. She was silent like a ghost which was why Nezetta had given her the name, Elyx. When the dragon still seemed to not recognize her, Nezetta sighed and pushed her hair up into a ponytail: a hairstyle that she always wore during the days she rode Elyx.

“I can’t transform completely in these chains…they block my ability to turn completely.” “W-What do you look like then? I mean when you’re in your other, form?” She couldn’t leave the safety of the wall as she stared at him. Not until she knew everything about what he was. “In your world, the Tryns are called demons.” She nodded, her mouth drying, and any words stuck in her throat. “On Earth, we Renjerians are known as dragons.” The cell spun and she sagged against the wall. Images of fire-breathing reptiles devouring virgins and maidens that were sacrificed beat at her. And she was carrying his child.

"Now, that's an uncommon surname. It sounds very medieval. Swords and sorcery and all that. Does it really have anything to do with dragons?" Ada chuckled and explained, "It means 'dragon's head.' Not literally, of course. It means, figuratively, 'the head of the warriors.' Something like that." "Damn." Logan scratched the back of his head. "And 'Ada'?" "It means 'noble' or 'nobility.' From the word 'Adel'." "I see! Ada Pendragon. It's a beautiful name, isn't it?" Logan smiled as he gave a compliment. "Thank you!" Ada replied. A little joy quietly crept into her chest. "Can you… help me pack up my things here?"

28years after, the boy has grown up also with the dragon and that dragon would call him Ashek meaning 'Creator' While Ashek will call the dragon 'The king' meaning the king of all dragons because he was the first true dragon after many years. Ashek feels pleased with the name and the bond between him and the dragon is so strong that anytime Ashek is filled with anger the dragon is the only one that can control him. One day Ashek and the dragon went to the mountain and they came across a beautiful lady. She was a witch that lives on the mountain, the dragon asked to let go because he sees the way he was looking at the witch but Ashek refused to listen for the first time and he walked up to th