Call Of The Dragon Book นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"I have a theory." Draco said as he flipped the pages of the old book. It was called the book of supernaturals. A small leather bound book that had information on every recorded supernatural. Gabriel had called Draco the minute he left Elliot who had been thoroughly confused by his request. Draco had come over quickly and Gabriel ushered him into his study and locked the door behind them. It was still early, too early for Lori to wake up so he knew they had a few more minutes to themselves before she woke up.

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.”

Arch Garaman said, “Summoning a dragon is like hoping for a stone egg to hatch … it is an extremely long and difficult process. And by long, I mean we would have to cross many valleys, swim across wide oceans, and walk amidst the hottest deserts … and that’s just a part of it. It would take a very long way for us to get there.” “I know,” Arth exhaled heavily, then he looked at his hands, “But I’ll do whatever it takes, no matter how long and how hard it can be done, to achieve it. I’ve witnessed with my own eyes how Draphiron died … and I couldn’t bear the guilt, as I just stood there and did nothing. But now that I’ve found a chance, I’ll never let it slip away this time. So tell me, how ca

Roman's breath stuttered as he sucked a breath in. “Yes, I will be your queen,” Roman said, forcing his voice out as loud as he could without crying. Ezra smiled as he brought the Omega's hands to his mouth and kissed his fingers before standing. Roman's lips part when Nadja begins speaking again, recognizing the tongue of the ancient dragon language. His eyes immediately filled with tears as he looked at Nadja in shock. The ancient Elder stood tall, holding an old thick book. Scales lined the book, creating the cover. On the front is a perfectly shaped baby dragon's first claw that looks as fresh as the day it was shed. It symbolizes the beginning of a dragon's life, a perfect symbol for th

**This is the second book in the Elemental Dragon series. While it can be read as a standalone book, references will be made to the first book, The Arena. As I step off Tana’s penthouse balcony, I shift, flying away from what I just heard. Tana, the last fire dragon, has been claimed. And by a Lycan no less. I can’t believe she fell to him. She knew he was her mate, but being mated and being claimed are two very different things.

“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.

He didn't know what the old Lord wanted to use the girl for, but he could only guess that the old man needed a virgin or something for one of his numerous sacrifices. It wasn't unheard of for the Silver Falcon to dabble in dark magic or even more. He had a massive following of deranged fanatics who were always making pilgrimage to his temple every year. Even more with the plague. "Yes! Yes! I would. Bring her to me." He said and Rhaegal signalled to one of his men. As they inched closer he gave them specific instructions and they scurried off towards the tent that held all their loot. "Do tell, is there a specific reason why you want her? I mean... Your instructions were so strange."

If it thought it was me then. "Who am I and what am I?" I asked. " Danae Ravdylon. Bearer of the Ice Dragon." It managed to sound dry even with its kind of voice. I folded my arms and nodded. "So, you're an ice dragon and I carry you. Fair enough." It flapped its wings again. "I am 'THE' Ice Dragon. The only one. The bearers may expire but I live forever. Only I. For another to be born, I have to expire."

*Will* I open the book, revealing the vibrant illustrations of dragons dancing through the skies. “This one is about a dragon named Ember who learns to overcome her fears.” I begin to read, my voice low and soothing, aiming to pull both Frida and Kiera into the enchanting world of the story. “Once upon a time, in a distant land, there was a dragon named Ember. Unlike the other dragons, who soared through the clouds with confidence, Ember was afraid to fly.” I glance at Kiera, who leans in slightly, her eyes reflecting interest.

“Thea, where is the Black Dragon? There’s an emergency at the border of the Southern Plains. We’re here to request he return to the battlefield. “This is a declaration written in blood by ten thousand men. We implore the Black Dragon to come out of retirement and return to the battlefield.” Thea looked at the banners on which names were scribbled in blood and frowned. “How would I know where the Black Dragon is?” “Thea Callahan, the Black Dragon doesn’t belong to you. Call for him. We implore him to return to the battlefield!”