Blake The Red Dragon Novels & Stories

“First, Queen Gaea showed herself to you. Second, she knew what was going to happen, and third, she was telling you to become the Bane of the Dragons instead of Elijah Trueblade? Did you even know the story behind the Trueblade family?” Sophia shrugged. “I didn’t bother to. But if you could tell me now, oh great Smartass,” she teased slightly. Caiden shook his head and sighed. “In the very shortest version of the story, the Trueblade family is the only family who can control the dragons.” He stared at her with his intelligent dark eyes. “Why don’t you pay him a visit, Soph?” ~O~O~O~ After two weeks of meditating every chance she got, Sophia felt she was ready to give the Life and Death Magic

Blake whispered back, but she didn’t believe him. ‘Ah! To hell with this!’ Blake heard Drake from the egg, and everything was quiet. ‘Did Drake give up? What now?’ Blake thought and was about to reach out to Drake when there was a tremendous explosion from the egg, making eggshells fly throughout the room. Drake, the little red eastern dragon, was hovering there with his eyes closed. Everyone around, including his parents, was astonished by the power he gave out. Opening his eyes, he looked around and breathed a sigh of relief as a powerful force developed within him. Before he knew he belched a fireball and landed on the floor. Drake then looked around with innocent eyes that would make any

I glanced at the skinny,skin-and-bones little red dragon in the corner and said firmly,"I want him." The moment I said that,the Grand Druid and the beastmen froze. The Naga at my feet shifted into his half-human form,frustrated tears falling from his eyes."You'd rather take a dying little lizard than me?" Chloe and Bjorn looked stunned as well. The Grand Druid stepped forward to warn me."Elena,he is of the Dragonkin.Dragons are notoriously bad at reproducing.Besides,in our ancient legends,they are omens of doom and destruction!As one of the tribe's only two precious females,you must choose wisely."

Samael has made a spell for communication. He is talking to my grandmother inside a magic bubble, making me question his species once more. Are dragon-shifters truly capable of magic designed for witches and warlocks? "I'm sorry, you know." Blake steps forward and picks up my interest with the hint of a smile playing over his lips. He has taken off the clown costume and is showcasing his killer physique. His cologne is drifting in the wind. I'm not sure what brand it is, but whatever it is, smells fantastic.

By the time they got to the dining room, they were all there and Blake ran up to Killian. "There's my little man. How have you been today?" "Good. I'm hungry, though." Blake sat with his family and talked and most days were like this. For the next few years, this is how it was; research, lunch, supper, training. Some days, though Alex snuck him out to the woods for alone time and Blake caught his thoughts about everything. He still wondered where he fit in with the whole dragon thing, but Alex refused to take him up there. No one wanted to take him because they said it was too dangerous. After all, the dragon could wake at sensing him. They didn't want to take that risk because they were sti

I paused waiting for them to let me know to continue. “After a little while Vex told me what I was and that I was born a royal. After the slaughter of my mother and fathers kingdom the dragons fell, I was the last pure dragon born. I kept to myself and started training myself with movies, gym and working in the human plane. At fifteen Blake came into my work and I felt drawn to him. I didn’t know why at first but now I know I do, he was a guard for my father, he is bound to me by oath and blood. “ I finished my words looking at Blake this time who looked stunned. I figured it out. “So the dragon Queen and her King live?” King Aaron asked.

She was the very first fire dragon. Oaestr then turned to the other little hatchling, Faeyr’s twin, and smiled a very special smile. He was a dull black color with a red iridescence, like a hidden warmth within darkness. “You remind me so much of your father, my beloved shadow drake.” She cooed. “But you are not a creature of shadows. You burn like your sister like the blood within me burns for your father. I shall call you Bleyd.” The little drake, the very first blood dragon, roared in delight. Together with his sister, they flew around the cave, twisting and twirling around one another, always together, just like all dragons carry fire within their blood.

"You're gonna wish it was." At that moment a big shadow appeared behind me. I turned around and was met face-to-face with a hideous dragon. It was red and black, the kind you see only in nightmares. Drake noticed it too and went pale. The dragon laughed and went at Drake. He screamed and proceeded down the green field, the dragon in his wake. The creature kept running after him and Drake ran, his hands going every-which-way. "How's it going, Drake?" Kenneth shouted at him.

One was a rather large phoenix, and the other was a red drake. 'All three of them are from the first seven, but I hadn't realized that he had come back yet. The black dragon's name is Bane, and he's been my mate in every single lifetime. Normally, I can feel it when he decides on a human and can choose one for myself so we can be together, but this time was different.' That made me pause as the huge black dragon in question leaned over, stretching his neck out over almost half the crowd in front of me, causing most of them to cower where they stood. He looked directly at me, seeming to stare straight through me, before his eyes landed on Nova and seemed to soften slightly as she let out some

He was in a fight with a dragon prince, all he needed was a distraction and today fate was on his side. The men were pressing Raisel and although she was holding her own, she was having a harder time doing so as the men pressed on. “Kill her off!”, Votigern barked with a sly smile. And at that moment Dragomir turned to Raisel then Votigern made his hit, he plugged the blade through Dragomir’s heart. The blade he had recovered from the blacksmith’s shop in Avalon, the blade he had recognized as the blade forged of a thousand dragon breaths, the only blade capable of piercing through a dragon’s thick impenetrable skin, the blade capable of causing great damage to a dragon in human form, the bl