Characters From How To Train A Dragon Novels & Stories

My eyes flickered over to Charlotte as she tossed her ebony hair over her shoulders. Her dragon was just as strong as she was stubborn, I was glad that she was a member of the flock. She looked at me as she pushed her bangs away from her forehead, before her green eyes scanned the area. Kingston, her partner, moved closer to Louis. The young dragon was good at sensing other's emotions. “Thank you for flying with me, whatever happens tonight. I will return.” I said, the small group was quiet as I spoke before Louis nodded. They needed to know that there was a chance that I may not be returning with them, I hoped my plan would work.

“Hello everyone. Maliyah I’d like to introduce you to Lindir, she’s a long time friend. And this is Rohan and his sister Tauriel. We all grew up together. Everyone this is Maliyah, a silver dragon.” “It’s a pleasure to meet you all,” I greet. “So you are a silver dragon, the youngest one to ever transform,” asks Rohan. “That’s what they tell me,” I reply. “You must be very strong then. I’d love to test your powers against my combat skills,” says Rohan. “Umm…I’ll have to clear that with my parents first but I’d be happy to go one on one with you.” “Ignore him Maliyah. He tries to fight everyone he meets to prove he is strong,” says Tauriel, making me laugh. Lindir does not appear to like me.

she told him. ​ Achilles looked grateful as he took the book and started reading through the pages. “Is it worth reading into more about King Xaveris’s dragon and abilities?” Achilles asked Helga. She shook her head, “No, I’ve read every material we have available on King Xaveris, maybe try and concentrate on texts about Dhampir’s with familiars though, we don’t have much research available, they are so few and far between,” Helga sighed. ​

Lucas had done a good job with my training but now it was taken to a whole new level. Abeloth seemed to prefer this life, he liked the discipline that it took and we worked hard to reach perfection. My training unit consisted of me, Jared, Omar and Felix. Jared was a wolf, Omar was a dragon like me and Felix was a vampire. Wentworth was the only one in that unit that realized the value of me having a gray dragon since nobody had ever actually seen one before. The unit only looked at you when you reached the age of twenty and had passed through the Elite Hunter Team’s other training programs which made me a bit of a wild card.

As they waited for orders, warriors gathered, their features anxious. Then I caught sight of him. A huge dragon with golden scales that glistened like molten flames swooped down from the sky. Even the most courageous warriors would have faltered at the creature's sheer enormity. A man with silver hair that flowed like liquid moonlight sat on its back. He was a powerful presence that seemed to envelop the whole atmosphere in electricity. The air seemed to bend about him due to the tremendous force of his presence. "Who are you?" With a firm voice despite the agitation in my heart, I requested. With a powerful and purposeful gait, the man dismounted. His voice was loud and resonant as he decla

“So you’re a dragon, too.” “I am.” She bit her lip, wanting to ask more about that but deciding against it. She wondered how he looked as a dragon. Was he like the big golden one she’d seen? Vikter was clearly a golden dragon, from what they’d said about eye color. Razzy’s eyes were purple. His were gold, and Drayken’s were red. It still weirded her out to think of his red eyes. It was so strange. She nodded and glanced up too.

Charlie put away his cynical smile before he stared right into Kenneth’s eyes and said word by word, “In Aurous Hill, even if you are a tiger, you will have to lie down before me. Even if you are a dragon, you will have to lower your head for me. Because I, Charlie Wade, am the one and only real dragon in Aurous Hill!” Kenneth was taken aback by Charlie’s sharp gaze, and he had to force himself to calm down before he recovered his senses. Then, he sneered, “Wendy is right! You are nothing but a piece of trash who likes to brag! Do you truly think that someone like you could actually be a dragon? You are really making me sick! In my eyes, you are nothing but a worm!”

Anya stood with her mouth agape not able to understand what was happening. Sana’s face changed into Tatya’s and he pulled Anya’s hair making her scream in pain. “LET GO OF ME!” Suddenly she was free. She looked up to see her dada clasping Tatya in a chokehold. “Dada” she gasped. Again the air around her changed. Tatya was free from dada’s hold. He picked up a bar and hit it on Palash’s head. Tatya vanished, Palash fell on frightened Anya.

Then the last one, well, I smiled as I saw him. “You heard the name BLACK DRAGON right?” our boss continued. I can clearly see their reactions. The tall guy just raised an eyebrow. The mohawk guy looked straight to our boss. The last one just smiled and the youngest boy looked excited. “Black Dragon?! Who wouldn’t know him?! He’s a legend! One of the few we look up to! He can be lined up beside Shadow and Eclipse! An expert and a genius! You’re going to introduce him to us?!” he finally said. I smiled. If only you know. I thought.

It's the only home she knows but to her, it doesn't feel like one. Hasham taps Amira's shoulder and shows his smile—the smile that becomes Amira's comfort pill. They watch their surrounding as they move ahead, careful not to let anyone spot them. They don't want others to question why princess Amira can't transform yet, nor make Amira feel inferior for not being able to. "All hail Majesta Regie!" Announces the white, tall, concentrated Draconian of class A, named Voltaire upon their arrival. Class A draconian are the aces in war. They train princes and princesses alike.