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"Well don't you think it'd be cool to meet a dragon?" "Not really," she murmurs. I roll my eyes. "Okay well I promise you'll want to meet one after this story." "Then please continue," she says with a small wiggle of her eyebrows. I grin, turning my attention back to the book. "As the world grew around them, the fire dragons became the protectors. They were the guardians of the smaller kingdoms, building their own in a ring of volcanoes that would become known as the Devil's Circle." "Dude there's a fictional kingdom named after your dad," Diana says with a dramatic gasp.

Amelia POV Lord Wong was in a hurry. We went down three floors of garage space and turned into another tunnel. Next lift went deeper underground about hundred stories or so deep. We had several dragons here, and at times even the First Dragon would go to the Caves as we called them. The expansive space could easily accommodate about 100 dragons at the time, although I have never seen as many in one place. There were two juveniles with us, waiting to meet their made human. See, an interesting thing about dragons - they could be born/made three ways. The rarest dragons and most powerful are those born of two dragon shifter parents. I heard of some in the existence, but never met one. The pureb

I could be much farther from my Fawn than I thought. Each vampire I detected, my dragon let out a hideous growl, flames falling from my scaled lips as treetops caught fire. Several rogue vampires and wolves were caught in the blaze, now seeking water to put out the flames. Vampires fell to the ground, no longer moving. Even with their deaths, my dragon would not be sated until we found our mate. Roaring loudly caused most animals to jump away from the sound piercing their ears. Several more vampires jumped at the sound, running faster than that of a normal vampire. The enhanced black magic had spread to many rogues, and this would not fare well in the future.

Instead of wetting all over, a gentle breeze blew across their face making them snap their eyes open. " Breathtaking," Vincent murmured in awe as he gazed at the beautiful green landscape with rockland at the hill. Different dragons of various colors soar the sky with strength while others were pasturing. " Vincent, I wanna see," Minerva said from Vincent's tight embrace and he released her. There was nothing so beautiful as a land filled with hundreds of dragons. Real dragons. *** Vincent smirked as he strolled towards his huge bed in the middle of his room to wake up a certain someone. Minerva, not being a morning person, was yet to wake up after the amazing exploration the previous day.

Asher Wild Waking up with a blinding headache is not the way I wanted things to start this morning. I wake up most mornings early to let my beast roam the forest surrounding my house. However, something about today feels different. He is more on edge, like something is about to happen. That might be why it feels like there are multiple dragons pounding away in my head.

Once seated, she said, “Good day, sir.” “Good day. We were having a discussion yesterday,” Calvin started. He lifted a pen and twirled it between his fingers. Ivana watched his movements. “Remind me.” “About dragons, sir. The fantasy genre.” “Oh, yes. I reckon there’s a large audience for that as well,” he muttered, adjusting on his seat as ideas took form in his head. The nod she gave him made his mind spin with possibilities. “What if we had a book with dragons? Princesses? A damsel in distress, but instead of a knight in shining armour, he’s a dragon-riding prince. How do you think the audience would respond to that?”

Wrapped in blinding light As every dragon looked up in astonishment. Because above the forest Two enormous figures had appeared. One dragon made of golden light. One phoenix made of silver-violet fire. And they were flying together.

"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

People scream and scurry away in fear, they are right to fear me, I am too angry to show mercy right now. I remember reading a book when I was a girl, all about dragon lore and the special things they could do, so I lift my right paw and bite into my finger/toe to draw blood, then lower it to Drake. I let a few drops fall onto his chest and then one into his mouth, before sealing my wound and returning my attention to those around us. These tiny things are all my enemies they all are trying to take Drake away from me! “RAARR!! Grrrrr!!”

The bare-branched trees won’t serve as a proper cover for anything and then I look up in the sky… My breath hitches when I see the white dragon, An arctic dragon, ethereal and lithe as it flies not too high up. Its shadow covers me momentarily. I stand there mesmerised as I watch it fly for some time with a strangely thudding heart. The afternoon rays of the sun reflect on its snowy white form, making the greyish-white wings look veiny and almost translucent and making it look more majestic. An arctic dragon is as rare as a basilisk. I feel my heart lodge in my throat when the beast slightly tilts its head, its beady black eyes meet mine. Its gaze narrows slightly before it veers and begins