Baju Dragon Novels & Stories

Serana POV. We fly towards the portal that leads to the dragon realm. We shift back and Joel hands us clothes and I put them on. Cyra is bouncing on her feet and clapping excitedly. I look up at the vast mountain. There are two gigantic dragons carved into the mountainside, and in between them is a shimmering purple portal. “They are beautiful.” I say as I walk closer and place my hand on the stone carving and look up. They are huge. I close my eyes and smile. I have never been to this portal and seeing it up close and personal takes my breath away.

“Combat Medic 2nd Lt. Patric Francoise Benette, I’ll be under your care.” Johan stared at the new face. “At ease.” Gen. Marcus said. “So, about that dragon...” “Yes... Dragon...” Johan said absentmindedly, “I’ve had him since he was an egg, he just hatched the other day...” “But where did you get him?” the general asked again. “From the mines...” “And that dragon armor you’re wearing...” “It’s just a tunic...” “It’s made of dragon scales!” “I gave it to him, Gen. Muller.” Professor Dupont pipped in with a grin. “It was something I found in one of my travels,” he continued, “I tought it would suit him since he was a fire mage.”

She also put in several leather bags filled with lake water. Astrid could see that Draco was also carrying a backpack with equipment in it. When Astrid intended to return the robe he borrowed, Draco refused. "The robe is for you. The robe is made from my dragon scales, so it has a lot of function and power. Don't ever take off that robe because it will protect you,” Draco said. "Thank you," replied Astrid. Draco took another robe, which was also made of dragon scales, and put it on his body.

Whoosh! A total of seven figures stood in front of Alex and Neela in the blink of an eye. The leader was none other than Donovan Orlando of the Sun Shrine. Once the man saw Neela, he could not look away. It was a Benares Dragon! It was a real Benares Dragon. Moreover, after turning into a human, her beauty was indescribable with an unparalleled look, a voluptuous body and a pair of fair, long legs seducing his soul... The dragon tribe initially possessed an extremely rare physique and beauty in the world. The dragon males were peerlessly handsome, whereas the dragon females were devastatingly beautiful. It had always been like that.

" Dragazon shouted, Leya glared at him in annoyance. "Ah, are there more people here?..." She muttered, losing her voice when she saw Dragazon, his hair blood red, his clothes like those of a king, a red tunic with golden details." Wow... You look like a mystical prince, how beautiful" she murmured in awe as she walked up to him. "Yes, I'm the king of dragons... I mean, the king of Leya, and she's my queen." he explains in bewilderment. "You are... She really does look like a queen" she confessed, hopelessly enchanted by the two of you.

Overall Lana’s dragon was a beautiful petite dragon. Adonis' dragon had a copper base color with dark green accent scales peeking out underneath the top layer of copper in certain areas. His tail, talons, and body size were all mostly in comparison with Draven but just a tad smaller. Harris quickly looked forward when he felt Draven begin to descend. A small cottage tucked close to the mountain on the north side came into view.

As the heir of the Tenebris, darkness Dragons, and Princess of all 8 clans, I should uphold the same views, but I couldn't, thanks to my father. The shop was rather busy when we entered. Several women ogled pieces on the mannequins but looked disgruntled when the assistants to the shop told them the prices. It seemed that the plummet in currency affected everyone. The owner of the shop stared down at us as we browsed alongside the rest of her customers. By the looks of it, we would be the only ones who purchased anything, but the burly woman with terrible grey streaks still glared. Cyra aimed for a turquoise gown in the furthest corner, with white embellishments. Everything was made of sub-p

Making a mental note to pick up some books by the author for Andreena. ‘Based on the best-selling book series by Jenson Spellmore Dragon’s Lovers,’ Andreena settled against me and we watched the show for a few minutes before the main dragon came onto the screen. He wasn’t in his human form and I heard my mate suck in a breath. She glanced over at me before looking at the screen and then back at me again. “What is it, sweet Andreena?” I asked, reaching for the remote and turning the volume down so that I could focus on her.

She eyed me suspiciously but didn't say anything as she stuffed the supplies into her bag. Donned in tan leather pants paired with a linen tunic featuring black buttons, she secured a familiar dagger to a harness against her ribs. Retrieving her jacket from the bed, she pulled it over her head. The jacket, embellished with simple brass buckles and elbow pads, had been a lavish purchase for her sixteenth birthday the previous year. The intent was to possess a garment to conceal her daggers when venturing into town, like today.