Best Dragon Books For Adults Novels & Stories

I brushed the crumbs from my hands and looked toward the golden sea beneath the sunset. "Territory taken by force will eventually be taken by someone else." I turned to him calmly. "I just want to raise fish properly." "Lord, a merchant ship has brought news from far away." Captain White entered my shelter, his face looking grim. "What news?" "To the east, there's a large faction called the Dragon Court. They're absorbing every fleet they can find. To the west, the Deep-Sea Cult has appeared. They hunt tamed sea beasts, claiming that all marine life belongs only to the Sea God."

It was unmistakably a nest. She had read about them in the old stories—whispered tales passed between girls too curious for their own good. Dragon males, they said, built nests not out of instinct alone, but out of intention. They were sacred places, prepared only for mates. Not temporary lovers. Not playthings. Mates. The kind dragons would kill to keep. It wasn’t just where they bred. It was where they bonded. Where they brought what they claimed. Where they surrendered the part of themselves even war could not scorch: softness.

It’s a flaming bird. A phoenix. **I hope you’ve enjoyed Ancalagon: The Last Pure Dragon. This story will continue in Rise of the Phoenix, Book Six of the Elemental Dragon series.

he retorted. I snorted at that. I shook my head and that’s when I noticed the books laid out in front of him. They looked old, and their leather covers cracked with age. “These books look interesting. What are they about?” I asked. “Dragons,” he replied simply, flicking one of the covers with his fingers. Dragons? “Do you have a thing for dragons?” I tilted my head, intrigued. “Is that why you got the Dragon’s Heart Fragment?” River’s smirk faded. He leaned back in his chair, his expression unreadable.

“It was almost amusing.” Alaric said nothing. His eyes remained fixed on Dragon, carefully watching every movement. Dragon turned another page. Then he frowned. “Boring.” He closed the book and glanced at its cover. “Who the fuck reads about witch poison?” He dropped the book to the floor. The loud thud made Alaric flinch despite himself. Dragon stepped on it before turning around. Alaric forced himself to straighten. “What brought you to Red Moon Pack?” The question came out shakier than he wanted.

I hope, like the last three times he went out, that he comes home without an egg. There are six colors of dragons – the rarest are the golden queens. They are the most powerful of all dragons. Their mates are primarily the formidable silver dragons, known for their speed, agility, and power. But there are also bronze dragons, always males, who, in rare instances, are strong enough to mate with a queen. Then there are green dragons who are also male and red and blue dragons, which are always females, and usually mate with green or bronze dragons. I hate the practice of hunting dragon eggs. Dragon riders are rare, exceptionally rare. However, those who become dragon riders have the power and s

Anyway, while this book becomes the first book for dragon genre, it certainly wasn't my first book in the fantasy genre. The Dance of Fates: Bellatrix was my first fantasy book and I had finished it last year, 2020 so if you can go over my profile, you will find its completed version. I also have a Patreon account, you can find my name "Yeirah de Dieu" and receive trivia, character reveals and bonus chapters for all my books, including "The Dance of Fates" and "Bane of the Dragons". Hopefully, I can write more dragon genre and in time, become familiar with this trope. Until then, thank you for you support and love! Don't forget to leave a vote in this book and help it get to the ranking. Cia

At this point, she was sure the dragon was in control,but as suddenly as he changed, Drago came back to himself. “He will not hurt you,” he whispered in her ear,”he just wants to enjoy his mate.” “Mmm,” Madchen moaned and all her inhibitions dissipated like a mist into the night. Drago wasted no time as he sat up, and ripped his shirt off, revealing his perfectly toned abs and pecs.He pulled her up with him. They were chest to chest now,Madchen completely absorbed in the bliss that was Drago, her sexy onyx dragon. Suddenly, his lips claimed hers with a fiery passion, demanding entrance to her delicious mouth with his tongue. Madchen Allowed it, letting him lead as he explored her mouth. Soon

My fist clenched so hard that frost spread across the desk. He exhaled loudly. “You know how powerful he is, Draven. If you suppress Karl for long, he'll force control…it will be catastrophic.” I knew that already, better than anyone. Karl is not like other dragons. He is stronger, more violent and far less stable which was exactly why women died around me. I finally turned to Ariel “That...is exactly why I will stay away from her.” His brows pulled together. “You think distance will solve this?” “Yes.”

He swiftly turned, confronting the path he just travelled, only to find the way barred by a monstrous figure. From within the embrace of shadows, two crimson eyes fixated on Caleb, they reflected an otherworldly light that pierced through the veil of the forest's dimness. Caleb tightened his grip on the bow, a silent challenge. The air thickened as the creature stalked forward, lessening the distance between them. A deep, resonant growl vibrated through the beast. A stray beam of light broke through the canopy, proving enough light that allowed Caleb to witness its true form—a wolf, but not just any wolf. This one was colossal, its fur as dark as the night sky, absorbing all the light that