Bellowing Dragoncrest Ring Novels & Stories

My eyes begin to fill and I suck in my breath to try to hold in the tears. Looking down at my hands as they hold the box he continues. “These bands are made of carnelian, the stone that represents your namesake, the great dragon queen.” I reach up to touch the dragon stone at my neck, recognizing that it is the same. “These bracelets are linked to one another,” he explains as he rolls up his sleeve revealing 3 more. “They are a way for loved ones to communicate even across great distances. They are often gifted within a family at certain special occasions--leaving the nest to start a new life, the birth of a child, a marriage or mating.”

“No. Umm, and I don’t have a way to pay for them either.” “Oh, sweetheart, we’re dragons. You have so much to learn about how you are now, but just know that dragons collect treasure. There is no need for money here. Between the four elemental dragons and probably Ancalagon as well, I’m sure we could build fully stocked castles if we wanted to.” “What kind of treasures?” I ask her. She reaches out her hand as if she’s feeling for something in the air, and then she closes her eyes. I feel the ground wobble a bit underneath my feet before the ground opens up and a beautiful pearl is pushed up by a small water spout.

said Belphegor, rushing around the room until a little pile of items was brought to him. A pair of glasses named Appraisal Glasses, a bracelet with a small compass on it named Mapping Bracelet, a ring with a phantasmal jewel named Soul-seeing Ring, a crown made of gold with several blue jewels named Thoughtful Crown, and a necklace with an oval-shaped yellow jewel named Perception Necklace. When Chaos ate them all like there was no tomorrow, he gained several useful Skills right away, surprising even Belphegor, it seemed that the power of his new lord was outstanding.

She didn't quite understand why he would choose her. She looked at her ring on her finger,it was indeed very beautiful. The large diamond at the centre glimmered underneath the white light of her lounge. Around the band were tiny blue gems which matched her deep blue eyes. There was atleast twenty gems on the ring. It looked expensive and custome made. "Although it was stunning,it was a curse on her finger. It was the root of her problem,if that ring was not on her finger ,she wouldn't have run off!" Willow thought.

A small light comes from his bedroom and I quickly cross to the threshold. "What took you so long, dragon?" Locksy is passed out on the floor, a large chalice resting beside his head along with a small slash of blood. I gaze at my smug bride. "It seems you didn't need my help." She holds up an elegant jeweled bauble with a bright blue stone in the center. It will look lovely hanging at her throat. I also know Locksy has larger, more valuable pieces. The arrogance in my bride's eyes tells me so much and pride envelops me. She has the undeniable heart of a dragon. She has chosen her first treasure because the blue stone calls to her soul.

“Aww. Common you can’t just get me all riled up then leave my dry.” He hummed his disapproval, the moment he caught Brandon’s smirk he kicked himself in the ass and his ears burned in embarrassment. He placed his persona over the now awkward situation he unintentionally put them through. “We here.” Brandon announced and the sand blocking the path spread like the red sea. In this room there were more crystals but the further they walked the closer he got to a brilliant glass orb. Apart from the rooms rich treasure he believes what is important would never be locked up but on the other hand dragons are possessive.

Maybe this woman could tell me more. "This is arguably the number one quality item. This viglet is made from real Black Dragon Fangs then coated with an alchemical liquid that could amplify Esze's manifestations. Items like this are certainly not on the market. But if I estimate, it could cost up to five hundred gold pieces." "Really!? That much?" My loud voice echoed in the air. Luckily we were both among the silent woods. If I was in a crowd, it was clear what I did earlier would get everyone's attention.

' As the intrusive thought crossed Igor's mind the black band on his ring finger seared burning his skin which made him whiz. The ring had never burned before~ His gaze sought the ring he wore and to his surprise, its transparent crystal's color had changed. It was now identical to Esmeray's eyes~ The ring wasn't ordinary, it served a purpose. The ring was an artifact Igor had received from the Dragons after completing his mark. It held the mystic power to foretell a person's upcoming demise. Whenever the ring came in contact with someone who was about to die or whose time was near its crystal changed color to that person's orbs only if the death would be brutal or a selfless sacrifice.

She heard Damian enter but didn’t turn. He came to stand beside her and placed something on the counter between them. Nova looked down at the ring. It wasn’t a wedding band, but something darker and heavier, forged from Drăghici steel with the wolf sigil carved deep into its face. Her fingers hovered over it. “This is your family crest.” “It’s worn by those entrusted with protecting Drăghici blood.” Nova looked up at him. Damian’s expression was steady, almost solemn. “You already wear my name,” he said. “I’m not giving you permission to belong here.”

she asked, not wanting to believe it was possible, but she didn’t see any alternative either, what with the dragon being gone and having not taken off from the mountain behind him. “That’s exactly what I’m telling you,” he said, folding his arms across his muscular chest again. “I’m Slate Everclaw. I come from a long line of shifter dragons. We used to occupy the land where your kingdom and the other eleven are now located, before we were robbed of our most precious treasure, one that allowed my people to withstand the human threats that were slowly encroaching on our lands. Without the gem, my kind cannot transform without the moon in the sky. So… we were forced to take to the mountains. We