Border Avatar Soaring Dragon Novels & Stories

I gasped. Sarah turned to the window too. The mansion gate opened, and I saw the convoy of black luxury SUVs with tinted glass all running into our compound. A biker in front of the vehicles carried the familiar banner, a black flag with a red dragon at the center. It's the one symbol all citizens of Valdoria recognized. The banner of RED DRAGON, the most powerful man in the country and beyond. He was the leader of the Durango Cartel and a godfather to almost every powerful man in the country today, including my dad.

But they do tonight. The clouds part, and there it is. Carved not into stone or wood or temple but into the very sky. The Boundless sigil, made of fire and wind and stars, burns like a wound across the heavens. A scream builds in my throat. Not mine. The earth wails beneath us. I shift without thinking with my bigger dragon form bursting forward in an explosion of smoke and light. My wings flare wide, and I scream into the sky, the same scream I felt in my dream.

I feel the substance lift from within me and come out through my mouth. I feel him first,his rage twinning with mine,as flames lick at my skin like a lover. “Hello little one.” My dragon's voice rings in my ear.

I handed her my phone, and she took it in her hands and placed it in her cross-body freckled bag that suited her look perfectly. "Don't be scared, Love... I might look rough, but my dragon adores you," I said, cupping her cheek, and taking a step back, shifting into my magnificent beast. Yes, I was an earth dragon, but unlike my brothers, I was also a gifted dragon, just like Adam. Adam was the Emerald dragon, while I, Urien Dragnoir, had the Onyx dragon. A pure black beast. Elisa gasped and then ran her hand over my snout, and my dragon melted into her, and then huffed, lowering his head.

Bones popping and elongating as his skin started to take on that luminescent glow that reminded me of an opal. Where once a man had stood, a great dragon now crouched in his place. It lifted its shoulders, its eyes slowly opening. Faint amethyst orbs peered at me. I pulled my shirt off, watching as he ran towards the edge of the cliff. Throwing his great body over the side before his wings started to beat, catching the wind, he soared down. I tossed my clothing onto the ground, my dragon was ready and my shift was quick. Soon, I was joining my mate. The moon peeked out to join us in our playful flight.

He spun around, angrily stalking over to his dresser and pulling out a pair of sweats and a hoodie before coming back over to me. “I like your fire, sweet Andreena. But remember that I’m a dragon and only one of us will get burned by it, and dragons do not burn.” He growled, handing me the hoodie. I swallowed hard, nodding as he loomed over me. Slipping on the hoodie before I took the pants and slipped them on, too. Spencer came closer to me, moving his hands up to the front of the hoodie. He gripped the fabric in his hands and hauled my face close to his.

Brawen clenched her fist and turned her back, before entering the stands was Amaris's voice: "You better come back to me safely" and Chris' calm blue eyes. The bright lights and the cheers of the crowd made Brawen a little dizzy, but the hand remained clenched. Minh can do it. Five dragons from the five schools were waiting there, like the Thunder dragon – the dragon with the smallest body but the fastest speed. In the best conditions, they can go up to March 6 speeds.

The prince of the rouges growled. Drake was panting, gasping for air. He closes his eyes, feeling the presence of the beating heart. As he opened his eyes, it was blood red. He wore the devil's eye. It was cold, dark, mysterious, and dangerous. The prince of the rouges steps backward, trembling. He didn't try to struggle off the chain; he just wore his dangerous lopsided grin.

Draco's eyes were fixed on the Dragon King spirit figure flying over the lake with grace and charisma. The aura of the dragon's magic power felt immense and majestic. A golden silver flash of lightning glistened within the transparent blue-sky dragon spirit body. The dragon's wings looked so majestic and beautiful. The blue-sky skin with gold-silver tendrils colors on Zergenth's wings looked so beautiful. He looked like the king of the sky who controlled the sunshine and the flash of lightning within his body. The figure of Zergenth looked so majestic and enchanting.

I asked trying to be sure I wouldn't start growing scales in the middle of the night. He shook his head brushing my hair to the side, with a deep chuckle as he kissed my shoulder unexpectedly, our eyes meeting, "this is the closest you'll get from becoming one" he replied as my Dragon appeared again, still in his sleepy mood on my shoulder, only turning his head to the side, his tail shifting to the left. "He is cute,” I murmured as he disappeared again, suddenly wishing that maybe it wouldn't be so bad to have a dragon. Azian nodded, "he is the symbol of our bond, your Dragon, Kaya,”