Book About Dragon Riders Novels & Stories

"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."

Cyryl is rising to mate. **This story will continue in The Dragon Rider: Book Two of The Dragon Thief Trilogy.

There were times where a couple could each have a dragon, but it was the dragon who determined if the human was worthy of bonding their life to. According to this book, many of the ancient kingdoms were ruled by dragon riders. Because they had the strength and power of a dragon and sometimes two dragons behind them, there was no question that they would rule. However, over time, jealousy and greed crept into the hearts of humans who wanted to harness the power of a dragon but were unable to tame them. They wanted to overthrow the rulers and so, unable to kill off the ones protected by the dragons, they began killing off the dragons themselves.

Ona had been the one to show me that it was a history of sorts, a retelling of the foundations of the master lines from which all other dragon varieties diverge, "What if I were to tell you that Oestre had no mate?" He pulls out another book, one bound in black fabric and sewn with silver thread. "That the mother of us all was herself a universal dragon. A lone traveler from another universe who dreamed this realm into reality." Bringing the book to a table he opens it to reveal a wonderous illustration. Etched in metallic ink, it shows a beautiful golden dragon surrounded by shadow. "Oestre wasn't the first dragon. She was the last one," he reads the symbols on the edge of the pages, a lang

Not just any dragon. They were dragons too—every one of them born with wings and claws, fire in their lungs. But he was the Warlord. The King they had once feared and followed not because of birthright, but because of power. His wings could darken the sun. His roar had shattered mountain passes. They had called him king not out of respect, but survival. And they had forgotten. Until now. Sera didn’t scream. She just stood there, arms still outstretched, as if her body might shield them from a god.

The blind princess who wants harmony in the whole universe and the last prince of the black dragon race wanted to find the Heart of Magic to rebuild his lost Kingdom to end a human being greedy for power and control. As Danym is focusing on his ashes like eyes, Russel felt an itchy sensation behind his butt. It's hard for them to move even a single part of their body because it's their first time to ride in a dragon's back. "Danym, will you slow down?" Russel shouted but because of thick winds coming their way, he can't hear it well even his two comrades. Russel took his right hand off from Danym's neck and started scratching his ass until his weight drop more on the right side. Unfortunatel

Even the dragon soared high and low. “I started breeding dragons nine thousand years ago, for my demifaes who couldn’t fly, to give them the advantage to fight on air. We have different breeds of dragons representing the four elements. The fire dragons inhabit the desert, water dragons from the City of Ice, wind dragons from the White Mountain, and earth dragons from the heart of the forest.” She widely opened her arms to feel the soft breeze, and she added, “A dragon and its rider has a bond. A dragon chose its rider just after they came out from the egg. The rider trains the dragon hatchling until it becomes an adult and ready for battle.” “How about Griga? What kind of dragon she is?”

I said, hoping to keep her talking. She caught my eye. “Don’t laugh, but it’s calledThe Deadly Dragon Sins Series. Each book features a different dragon that the protagonist must find and either destroy or make an alliance with. Each book's perspective changes as new characters are introduced, including their reasons for searching for dragons.” “That’s interesting,” I admitted. “How many books are there in the series so far?” “Eight. You could start with the first one and see how you like it. Each book can be read as a standalone, so you don’t have to worry about cliffhangers at the end.”

I didn’t blame her. “Mount up,” I said, voice low but firm. “We ride.” Within minutes, the camp transformed into a war machine. Horses stomped, blades gleamed, and the wind carried the crackle of fire magic already burning in the east. The dragons weren’t waiting. They wanted a message sent. And I would answer them with steel. We rode hard, Rhider and I at the front. Warriors fell in formation behind us like the spine of a beast ready to bare its fangs. And all the while, my thoughts kept pulling back to Helena.

"Long ago, Dragon existed... But how did they come into existence. There was a war, between two king's... The war was never ending, both sides were equally strong and had great Warriors. In a bid to end the war, one of the king's... King Gerald decided to seek help from a sorcerer. The sorcerer casted a spell on the warriors of the kingdom and that spell turned them into dragons by day and men by night. With the help of the spell, the war came to an end with king Gerald winning of course. The dragon's flew back home, happy to meet with their wives and kids.... eager for the spell to be broken, but a grave news awaited them. The sorcerer had died leaving no clue as to how the spell could be b