Best Dragon Books Novels & Stories

I thought with a scornful look on my face. "I can't wait to control their feeble mind," Kendra, my dragon, said with an excited look. "For making fun of how I looked." This war had started years ago when I first accidentally found a book titled the first dragons. And then someone helped me to know more about the first dragons, and their history. Everything started with that first book. The book was buried deep in the depth of a library, and that was the only print, I had found out later. The fascination became obsession and the obsession became need.

I had to stand up from my seated position to even open the large cover of the book when I opened it more beautiful letters appeared before my eyes "The complete collection of The Pendragon lineage" My eyes went wide as I felt the pages were warm to my touch all of the words in this book were about dragons, Not just any dragons every single dragon “The Protectors of Magic”. Each Dragon had their own page with specific information about them along with beautiful drawings of their dragon forms. On the third page it was thick and folded as I peeled open the pages they folded down into a large family tree with all the dragons and offspring.There were a few pages dedicated on explaining what Auror

“That’s right.” Magus nodded and explained, “The luck of the world had gathered to form the Dragon’s terrains. Later, those terrains were then converged to form a book. This is the origin of the Fiery Lexicon. The dragon was incomplete because Gwion had cut its head off in the past. The book can only reappear in the world by reshaping the head of that headless black dragon.” “How are we going to do that?” Tyr asked right away.

Only Vertimon has books about dragons and from what she understood, he had gotten them from the old Demon king’s castle, the one her father had ruined while trying to save her mother from his brother, her uncle. There was no news or stories about the dragons except in the books and it was what made everyone believed them to be myth. Neither the wolves or vampires has ever heard about the dragons and she only got to know about them because growing up, she loved spending her time in Vertimon waters and so chanced upon the books. Even Vertimon himself had admitted not believing them to be real but since it was a book from the old demon king castle, maybe it was true, or maybe they are myth. And

The dragon blinked a final time and averted its eyes somewhere else as if it had heard her whisper and honored her plea. That was weird. Although the dragon had looked elsewhere, Evrah couldn't help but stare at it. She watched the destruction and chaos it brought to life. The obliteration it seemed to revel in. All of them seemed to be enjoying their devastating results. She had watched them chase folks down, spitting the elements and flame in the direction of her fellows. She had watched as they set everything ablaze, their massive wings fanning the flames as they burned the brightness and vibrancy of existence into nothingness.

Drake reassured with a small smile. Elaina nodded in understanding and kept trying. After sometime Drake got an idea and he reached out to take the harp from her, “How about we take a little break and learn something new?” He suggested. Elaina frowned a little but let him take the harp. “What do you mean?” Drake picked up the ancient book and handed it to her before saying, “We have never really gone through this book properly, aside from the ritual and recitations, there is some written history of dragons in it. Take your mind off music for now and let's learn something new”

The Dragon clan held magic in high esteem and some amount of magic was in their blood as well, but with time, it had become dormant. When I read all this about the Dragon for both academics and out of my own interest, I used to think they were formidable, scary and serious, but Moran or some other dragons whom I had the chance to observe on my way to this arena were definitely not like that. Yes, maybe the Dragon King checked all the boxes of my prejudiced thoughts.

"How do you even know about the great book?" Sighing, Luca moved towards the back of the cave. Leaning against the rocky wall, he frowned. "After you were infected with the poison, by all rules you should've died..." Gazing at the fire he continued. "The great book had a connection with you, the same way you do with other Dragons. Before the poison could take your life completely, the Great Book sent her last energy to you..." Snapping his gaze back to me, his face hardened. "She has chosen you to have her energy, to live on in her name and help other riders... To be the saviour of the Dragons."

Dawn Smith was the little sister she never had. “Great!” Dawn said, happily “ooh, Harry Potter!” she added as she flopped down onto the bed, her black and purple striped hair fanning out over the bedspread. She snatched the book from Lena’s hands “I prefer Goblet of Fire” she glanced up at the older woman “it had dragons”. “So does Philosopher’s Stone”, Lena pointed out. Dawn blew a raspberry at that. “Hardly. It has an itty bitty baby dragon named Norbert but that’s it”, she said “nothing like the badass Hungarian Horntail” Dawn rolled over onto her stomach “hey, you do think dragons are real? That would be so cool”.

"Oh, besides what I already knew about how possessive and protective dragons can be towards their families, there are also a few things that are new to me… like how you collect things and treasure them. Judging by the size of Richard's library, one of the things he collects are books?" "You're right. Books and the knowledge they keep are one of the greatest treasures in the world, making the books about the supernatural even more valuable." Henry added, enjoying how much desire Elizabeth had for knowledge about his world. "What else?" "Well, I came across one very interesting paragraph that says…" Elizabeth hesitated a bit, "that dragons are known for kidnapping young, virgin maidens…" she d