Awakened Dragon Novels & Stories

The world outside faded into silence as we came together, the deep connection binding us into one existence. Time seemed to stand still as we delved deeper into each other's pain, a whirlwind of heat, light, and laughter, shaping our universe within the night. It wasn't just a bonding or claiming; it was an awakening. The universe was reacting, signaling everything and everyone—the one who had spent so long searching for her place—had awakened, and something enormous was approaching.

Scales rippled up my forearms. My teeth sharpened against my will. Flames licked across my shoulders, not harmful but a warning. I was shifting. Not fully, not controlled. A forced partial shift, dangerous, unstable. My hybrid form surged forward, fueled by instinct and fury. Crux watched without fear, only mild surprise. “So the dragon finally wakes,” he said. I couldn’t speak anymore. Only growl, deep, low, echoing through my chest like thunder. November. Her name pulsed in the back of my mind..Her face. Her scent.

--- Something Awakens At the Moon’s Eye, as Rowan, Darius, and Lyra tried to regain balance, a shape began to form in the altar flame — massive, skeletal, shifting between wolf and shadow. Eyes opened in the dark. And in Lyra’s mind, a voice echoed: “You have unlocked the seal, Child of the Star. But are you ready to face what lies beneath the broken moon?”

Chase's words once again shook the battlefield. Yohan and the Pope trembled. At this critical moment, the bronze coffin fully opened. The S-class dragon vein had awakened. A spectral divine dragon emerged from within, its presence overwhelming and majestic. The mighty dragon surged across the sky, and its roar shook the earth. The so-called dragon vein was beyond definition. It was born from Dasovia's ancient land, a condensation of heaven and earth's essence fused with the nation's destiny. Its energy was so immense that it had materialized into a pure energy form.

We’d always had a special connection and she was asking me to let the past go, to let go of Luciana and let her rest in peace, to forgive my family and to forgive myself. “When did she merge?” Nova had sensed the flow between us and even Ally’s eyes flashed between blue and silver. “She didn’t, she was born with her dragon. Scared the crap out of me when her dragon started to appear three days after her birth.” Ryder gave Ally a look and she shook her head. “That’s incredible Wynter and I have to say you really are a very good father. She’s just precious.” “I’ve had help. Chandra and Lauren gives her the feminine rounding she needs.”

"I heard your wolf can't be revived yet? It should be with the dragon tear in your hand; you can easily awaken your power. You can even have magical abilities if you can control them." I was genuinely interested in the information Eve had just shared. "Wolf awakening with dragon tears and possessing magic abilities? How am I going to do that?" "Try to remember and dig in your mind a powerful emotion. Usually, powerful emotions can provoke sleeping wolves to awaken." "Emotion?" Eve drew closer to me. She reached out and covered my eyes. "Begin to close your eyes and think about the strongest emotion you have ever felt inside of you. When combined with the power of a dragon's tear, the power o

I had tamed far more willful subjects. After nearly two full turns of the moon, I judged the work complete. The elders and I gathered one last time in the vaults, prepared to wake it from induced slumber. The moment of truth had come. At my direction, Jackson used old raider lore songs to gently rouse the dragon's consciousness. It stirred sluggishly, chains clinking. When its dull glowing eyes finally cracked open enough to focus, I issued a simple mental command through our forged connection, amplified by additional spells.

Azura- “Are you ready?” I knocked on the bathroom door, where mine and Cyran’s sixteen-year-old daughter was getting ready. “Almost!” Angel yelled although it wasn’t necessary since I could hear her clearly. Tonight was the anniversary of Dragon’s becoming exposed. Everyone called it D-day. This meant that now that Angel had her Dragon, she could fly with her father for the first time instead of as a rider. I was a little envious of them now that they could fly around freely. Somedays I wished that I had become a Dragon and could fly with them.

To me he was magnificent and a perfect fit and I stepped through the fire having given Chase his moment of glory as first born. “Turn around,” Elder Michael said and I complied. “This is unheard of!” Elder Victor said with shock in his voice. I turned to face them again and I saw that same pride in Lucas’s eyes. I felt indestructible and I knew that Abeloth was also a warrior dragon. He was fierce and gave me the impression that he wouldn’t take anyone’s shit. “I am Abeloth,” he said as he took control and my eyes glowed yellow. “This can’t be right,” Elder Cliff said and they all looked at each other. Abeloth separated from me and roared in a low voice as he glared at them.

3rd Iteration (2nd Evolution) - The Draco’s soul experienced awakening when it was exposed to extreme duress and stress. The fact that it took an insane amount of damage from Elizabeth, Ximi, and David combined challenged its view of oneself. Then the image of its family shattered and dead made it desperate and miserable. Then David’s final act of pity caused it to evolve. - The soul-awakening gave the Draco the ability to control fire, albeit very crudely. This ability to control fire was the manifestation of the Draco’s desire to reduce David and everything around him to nothing but ashes.