Characters From Dragon Tales Novels & Stories

He was the deepest thinker of all, so it is natural that he never misses a point. “You are right, Dad C. The first type of dragons who produce their own power are known as ‘Imperial Dragons’. They mostly use their spirit animal’s energy which is the hardest to harness,” I answered patiently but was interrupted by Dad Valen. “Xador ?! Is he one of them ?” he asked.

Abigail replied, that was the first story every witch was ever told. I grinned, "What you do not know my dear Abigail is the other half of the story. Who the stranger was and how he did come by this magic." Abigail pricked up her ears looking at her aunt in confusion, "what do you mean to say? Who was the man?" " A dragon prince. More than nine hundred thousand years ago. The dragon race ruled the sky. Dragons are magical creatures just a scale from thier bodies could create great magic.

I tell her. She looks at him, still clinging to me. “You were there? In that awful place?” “I was, little fire dragon,” he says, carefully leaning his head toward her. She reaches forward and touches his snout. “Why do I feel drawn to you?” she asks, not realizing that she understands his dragon’s language. “He’s our Alpha,” Morgan says, walking up. “I’m Morgan. I’m a water dragon.” Nova looks at me, then at Ancalagon and Morgan. “Zephyr says I’m a fire dragon and elf, but I was always just a human.”

Chase asked. “The darker the shade, the stronger the beast,” Elder Victor said. “Do not question Typhon’s decision, this bond is for life,” Abeloth said and merged with me once again. “As with the merging of your dragon Sire Lucas, these two gray dragons are immensely powerful and yet their names would suggest that they are warriors as well, Brantley means fire and Abeloth means the creator of chaos,” Elder Michael said as they noted our dragons down in the books. “Thank you Elders,” Lucas said and I watched Chase’s face.

I said, careful with my words. "Who is real?" Eren asked. She was still confused. "The beast," I said. I made my voice sound happy and surprised. "My dragon. She is talking to me. In my head." Eren's mouth fell open. "The dragon? She is awake? You mean like your actual dragon is awake? After all this time?" I nodded. I forced a big smile. "Yes. Her name is Veylara. She says my anger woke her up."

he asks me. “Too far for me to narrow it down,” I say sadly. “But it’s in this direction?” he asks. “Yes,” I say. “Let’s land. We can tell the others, and they can try and track him from the ground.” “Who are they?” I ask, turning my head to look. “The green one is Avani, the earth dragon. I recognize him.” “Yes. and you've met the others. Tana is the fire dragon with her mate, Kaylani is the water dragon, and Zephyr is the air dragon. She is Iniko’s mother.”

"Only you can find out. I believe that's part of why you're here to discover the truth." I stared at her, my lips slightly parted. "If I do find the truth… will I be able to go back? To the village? To see Aurora again?" "I don't know," she said, her voice honest. "But maybe it's possible." Tears stung the corners of my eyes. "Are you just saying that to make me follow you?" I asked, shaking my head. "Because I saw her die. I watched it happen." "She's a dragon," Faustina replied calmly. "Dragons are very hard to kill. Unless someone stabs them through the eyes or uses powerful magic to destroy them completely, they don't die easily."

'' ''I will tell you a story, listen carefully, there was once a young girl about your age, barely seventeen in a tiny town called Pumwa who could bind lightning, those were very troubling times, two fierce and powerful dragon lords were at war with each other, The conqueror and The whip, her family was dirt poor and with the war her older brother was stolen from the fields were he worked with other boys who were also taken, in the midst of all that hunger and chaos, she was marked with the dragon seal, a new dragon egg had hatched and with it a new dragon lord had emerged to whom she was a sage and then began what came to be known as the great hunt these two men both ransacked Hanorak in se

Creed’s nose traced my jaw, his fingers pulling away the ties and knots keeping my braids in. “I did my best trying to keep you safe, healthy, and fed. I know I fall short of other dragons, Odessa, but I will do anything to keep you as mine to keep. You will get the most beautiful things, furs, dresses and the finest of foods from me. I’ll find the biggest jewels and gold that would rival any dragon’s hoard. Just give me the time and I will plant treasures at your feet.” Creed crept down to my feet, kissing each one. I stopped him, sitting on my knees, pulling him up on his. His chest was brawny, larger than any man, slightly brushed with his dark hair. He was no man but a dragon, a dragon t

Horace leaned in, then roared, "Why is he blue? My son can't be blue!" Silence gripped the crowd. Everyone exchanged glances, no one daring to speak. Dragon royals were born red. It was an ancient rule. Other colors existed among common dragons, but never royalty. A blue dragon, born to the prince's concubine, screamed one thing. She had betrayed him. The crowd's stares burned, and Horace's rage boiled over. He lifted the child and smashed it to the ground, killing it instantly. The gruesome scene made me shudder.