Best Dragon Books For Adults Novels & Stories

Then, all of a sudden, a big dragon emerged and lit a fire around him. "What do you seek, young Dragon?" The dragon uttered. "Why wouldn't Dominus be king?" Forsyth implored, he seriously needed an answer to that question. He had no idea why Dominus left the throne, but he needed him back there. "Young Dominus had other plans to take care of, the fiasco falling in the kingdom is gonna be so hazardous and many lives will be lost. The search for the books of Goratar is getting more intense than before." "Wait… Four books of Goratar? Why would he need that book…" he looked into the dragon's eyes and his face went pale. "...don't tell me…"

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.

**This is Book 5 of the Elemental Dragon Series. While this book can be read as a standalone, it is recommended that you read the first four books in the series, starting with The Arena. References to other story lines and past situations will not be reiterated in this story.** I'm standing here in the arena once again, staring at this arrogant asshole who thinks that he can claim me and make me his dragon. This time, it’s an elf prince.

The cover was old, covered in strange markings. Daniel narrowed his eyes. “Wait… isn’t that from my library?” “Yeah, I found it when I was searching for books about dragons.” Quinn’s head snapped up. “Dragons?” Daniel flipped open the book. Inside were illustrations of dragons and… human figures. “My ancestors have acquired this book many years ago. It’s serves more like a collection than an actual book,” Daniel muttered while perusing the illustrations and foreign language printed on it. “Well, as you can see, it’s more than just a pretty book. It contains a lot of information about dragons,” River said while tapping a specific page that featured an illustration of a human body covered with

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

I dress as properly as possible. Clyde disclosed that he knew Zenith was trying to manipulate him and he was just trying to act the way she wanted and wanted to see what she would do. “Dragons are not so weak, especially a blue Basilisk,” he had said proudly. I could feel it through our newly formed bond and it both overwhelmed and relieved me. I was not sure what to expect since I have heard stories of mates like Vampire and Werewolf, A seer and a werewolf but never a bond with a dragon, well not until I heard about Lativia. However, I think it is not very different from these bonds.

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

I spent hours studying the text. I learned about Alice's Dragon, referred to in ancient languages as the 'Rare Healer of Fire.' This unique dragon was gifted with ancient magic. If the Rare Healer of Fire mated with another dragon, they would be reborn as humans but retain the ability to use dragon magic without their dragon forms.