Awakened Dragon Novels & Stories

“Perhaps there is more to you that meets the eye.” “Your awakening?” Emma asked. “Yes, the poison spread through everywhere, so I had to burn everywhere to purge it out of me, I died for a while,” Lady Long casually replied. Emma reeled back from what dragon lady said. “And an explosion is always part of your awakening.” The healer stated. “There is much you do not know about the dragon kind, but at least you knew enough to save one,” Lady Long replied with a smile of admiration. She walked past Emma to go up the stairwell.

I had no idea where it had come from or what the fuck it was, but it felt too much like an internal lock snapping open. My vision exploded into color, then into nothing as I hit the ground. My fingers dug into the dirt without my permission. “No.” I muttered to myself in pain. “Not again. No, no, no…” “Rowan,” I hissed. “Stop. Stop this.” “Can’t,” he said cheerfully. “This is an activation cycle. You triggered the bloom with that delectable hatred earlier, but now? Now, we begin.” My whole chest seized as I felt another presence within me. This time it was big, coiling and hungry, as if something inside my blood was waiting for commands.

Then, with a final look, the seer placed the serpent scale in Mia’s hand. Mia snapped back to the present. The sounds of battle crashed all around her—shouting, snarls, the sharp smell of blood thick in the air. She saw a Shadowfen warrior lunging straight at Dalian. But her mind wasn’t just on the fight. The seer’s words hit her all over again, suddenly making perfect sense. Hair of twins. Serpent scale. Place them where the stone was activated.

Behind her came a group of reinforcements from our pack, their eyes darting warily around the gathered Awakened. “Aurora!” Lily called out, slightly out of breath. “I brought the book from your room, and several others I thought might be relevant. There's so much we need to decipher.” As Lily approached, I felt a strange pull coming from the center of the clearing. My eyes were drawn to the altar where the Awakened had been performing their ritual. There was something there, something hidden… Without fully understanding why, I walked towards the altar. The sounds around me turned into a gentle hum as I focused on the strange energy I was sensing. As I extended my hand, I heard a click, simil

As the conversation lightened, Dragon raised his hand, signaling for attention, and spoke with an air of authority, “There’s something else you should know about werewolves. When mates discover their destined bond, they must spend one night in the Cave of Souls. It’s an ancient place that deepens their connection on a spiritual level. That night grants them a vision of their shared future, binding their hearts in ways that cannot be undone.” Jenny seemed to spiral into a whirlpool of thoughts. An intense disturbance brewed within her, as if Dragon’s words had touched something hidden deep within her soul. Yet Dragon gave her no time to dwell on her thoughts. He leaned closer, his gaze like f

Something about all this felt so right, and I couldn’t help but feel like something within me had been awakened. Alpha Liam removed his canines and began to lick the spot where he had just marked me as his and then sealed it with a soft kiss. My body felt weak at that moment and exhausted from what had just transpired between the two of us, but it also felt foreign as I felt like a whole new person if that was even possible.

I opened my eyes again and looked around. Baz was standing in front of me and Jennifer was still holding my hand. I squeezed her hand as she looked at me with big eyes. “We bow in your presence Typhon, father of all dragons and mightiest beast in all of the realms, we request the turning of this human so she may birth strong dragon children with her bonded half, her heart is pure and her intent is honorable,” Baz said. I saw the flickering of a black tail and then the great dragon came forward from the shadows as we all bowed our heads. He had a magnificent aura of power, almost suffocating me and I knew that I stood in the presence of the oldest dragon to ever live.

As I break free from the mental prison I feel my essence snap back into our body. I wiggle my extremities assessing the motions. I have never had to control Magma without her here to do the movements herself. It shouldn't be too hard. I rise from the boulder I lay on and look around at the scene before me. The pyre I lay on is completely consumed with flames. My dragon brethren and sisters carry more sticks to the flames. Some of them pause when they see that I am now awake. I begin a slow inhale and start to pull in the rest of the flames that surround me.

Even though I have. Clairmont heaved a sigh. He then crossed his arms beneath his head and gazed at the ceiling. For some time, no words came out of his mouth before he said, “This world consists of a lot of Mana. And we dragons, are a being made solely by Mana, after it concentrated for several thousands of years and in the end materialized. That’s why, most dragons wake up being surrounded by high quality Mana stone, which was actually the remnant of their materialization.” I blinked my eyes. Those words sounded similar to what’s written inside the novel, during a chapter when Clairmont had a secret meeting with Minerva at some point of the novel. He told her about the beginning of dragons