Bellowing Dragoncrest Ring Novels & Stories

The dragon’s head sits at the top looking forward and the wings curl to cup my ear while the tail snakes down to dangle just past my lobe. My necklace is a choker design, the dragon curls around my neck so the tail and head sit on my collar bones. The effect is striking as the emerald eyes look so alive, it really does give the impression I have a baby dragon curling around my neck. Lastly, I have a ring shaped so that the dragon tail, curls around my finger and the main body sits on my hand, held in place by a small chain around my wrist. This one is made to look asleep as the eyes are closed, but there are inset alternating diamonds and sapphires along its spine, to imitate back scales.

As for the ring, it becomes beautiful, there are three layers of metals used Gold, Mithril, and Orichalcum and the Insignia on top was an insignia of a Black Coloured Stone Keep. {Head Hunter} [Made by the High Human grandmaster smith viscount Alma Lois, for High General Kisstoft Burman. Forge from Mithril and Blood of an Ancient red dragon, the sword has decapitated countless heads in the hand of High General Kisstoft Burman, granting its name 'The Head Hunter'. ]. "Quite brutal….just how many heads it has decapitated to claim the name?". {Ring Of Power} [Special Effects:-] -1000 Tons of Storage Capacity

Resting upon a cushion of dark velvet in the center of the anvil was the Crown of the Sovereign Heir. Forged over three weeks by the combined efforts of northern meteor-smiths, Eastern dragon-craftsmen, and trench metal-singers, the crown was a breathtaking, delicate masterpiece. It was a open circlet of woven dark star-iron, inlaid with four shimmering gems: a fiery red dragon-ruby, a deep blue ocean pearl, a white frost-crystal, and a dark void-diamond at the center. Dominic and Clara stopped before the Coronation Anvil. Dominic turned Clara toward him, his hand remaining anchored on her waist as he looked into her eyes with unspoken, fierce love.

I retrieved it from my pocket and tossed it to him. He examined it with one eye shut and hummed. "I've seen quite a lot of ornaments in my lifetime, believe it or not, but this? This is something new. And yet it seems so..." His eyes narrowed, "ancient." His head whipped towards the crater. "And to think it was found there." "So there could be some element of truth to the dragon bones even if we haven't seen anything yet," Connor said. "In a manner." Larry nodded, returning his attention to the jewel. "Since this jewel transported Irene to a world where dragons and other mythical creatures exist, then there is a very strange theory that beats the mere mortal view."

Beth's POV “Sir Seller… are you sure this is the Item you desire? We have better items available, and I’m not sure this suits your… style.” As Aldred said this, Rey inspected the item once more, cradling it in his palm. The enchanted item in question was a ring. It had a pure white surface, with an amber crystal affixed at the top. The amber crystal reminded him of Alicia, leading him to recall a big blunder he had made.

After what felt like an eternity of training, it was finally time for the champions to showcase what they have learned from the five Sages to the packs. The arena was a massive circle, it was surrounded by high stone walls with rows of seats stacked in layers, where the crowd watched eagerly. Roxanne and the other champions stood in a line, all dressed in a dark-gray tunic that reached their mid-thigh, with leather straps across their shoulders and waists. Their slim pants tucked into knee-high boots and leather bracers on their wrists, and their hair was pulled back tightly, with arrows on their back and their bow at their side.

he said, his voice starting to trickle and tick once again. "The power, that wasn't literal, was it?" "What do you think Robert?" He smiled, showcasing his skin-piercing set of canines. His heart hastily began to pound even faster. Much to the delight of Dre, he could feel it. "Well, well, well. Getting scared already Robbie boy? Don't worry, I'm not gonna–" "I have the ring though. The bridge ring, The power of immortality. So why are you after me?” he said, his heart beating even faster.

The dual element wielder gathered her magic to her feet letting her stand firmly on the ground despite the shaking of the earth. When the dragon emerged from the forest, Sophia was beyond awestruck. The only dragons she had ever met was Elijah and Gregory. And yet they were tiny compared to this one. Where Elijah was black and the epitome of darkness and fire itself, this dragon’s scales were elegant and shimmering in gold under the rays of the sun. It halted a few feet in front of her with its golden eyes seemed to bore into her soul. ‘Lady Sophia Laera,” a male voice boomed coming from the dragon.

“Got distracted by rewriting the world and all that.” He lifted my hand and pressed the item into my palm. A ring. Mooncrest silver, simple and smooth, set with a small stone cut in the shape of a crescent. Inside the band, tiny runes had been etched—protection work, attuned to our line. “For what?” I asked, throat tight. “For when you step into places we can’t see,” he said. “It won’t stop the web. But it will remember who you are when it tries to make you forget.”

The dragon whined unhappily, struggling around in her arms to get away. Ongoing theme of her life. She had to tighten her grip to keep the creature from chewing on the gaudy bronze plates that were strapped on its back. "Just for a few minutes." The dragon rider tried to soothe him, scratching under the clunky headpiece that had been custom forged just for the dragon. "Please just hang on for a while until I manage to prove my dear father wrong, and I'll take these stupid things off you."