Chosen In Dragonfire Novels & Stories

“Sometimes spirits have their own secrets that we mortals cannot know. There’s also a story about it, if my memories are correct.” “What story?” Jai asked. “Oh is it about one of the Dragons’ Servant that helped human?” Darrion asked, to which Claude nodded. “Dragon’s… Servant?” Jai asked. Claude nodded again. “Yes. The story goes… That Dragons have their own servants that they chose. These selected individuals are given a blessing by their own respective Dragons that they serve. One day, a famous champion among the humans got lost in a forest in the middle of the night. That night was said to be so dark unlike any other night, because one of the Dragons was sad. One of the servants heard ab

He said. “But she hates me so why would she choose me?!” I asked as I veered my teary gaze to the Kid. “This is a good thing, Ciril. The Moon goddess chose you because you want no one but you to be her Champion! It’s so dope! I’m friends with the Chosen One—” “That’s enough, Clord!” I voiced at Clord now as I shot up to melt feet.

Was the man in front of them worthy of being called the dragon emperor and their world hero? "I choose them, them, and them." The voice from the door was heard again, and a speck of light appeared above the heads of everyone chosen by the door. And it could be seen that they were all people from the dragon emperor's own side. Suddenly, the change in mood instantly changed every member of the dragon emperor's army. They immediately looked at the dragon emperor, hoping that their master would reject the choice of the door of death and life. The dragon emperor was surprised to see that all the choices from the door were his subordinates. He suddenly did not understand why no one from the two ca

As for the dragon, the man began to turn around, and looked at the bride and groom. "If I may suggest to you... the woman at the very end is the most appropriate to be your bride. Our pack chose her very well, and made sure that only she would be able to catch your attention. How about it?" Alexander immediately launched the action he had designed, by trying to give sly incitement to the dragon, so that only Serenity could choose as his bride. Hearing that, the dragon immediately turned his head and looked at Alexander even more sharply.The man's dislike for the words that Alexander had just said to him now was evident.

Temujin hissed, “why we shouldn’t finish what we started.” “Whoa!” Sasha was instantly back to treading the water. He was grinning confidently, without the slightest hint of fear on his illuminated face. “Easy there, hot shot. I’m not the enemy.” Temujin turned uncertainly to Aki, who nodded after a moment of uncertainty. With reluctance, Temujin loosened his hold of Sasha and diminished his fire. “How were the Dragonkist Slayers chosen?” Aki asked the most pressing question in her mind.

He was the first sky dragon. The next egg to hatch was covered in red and black ridges, glowing from within. It was larger than the other three eggs, almost double in size. So it was no surprise to Oaestr that not one but two dragons hatched from this very special egg. One was as bright as red hot coals, with traces of black on her horns and ears, and the other as dark as night itself. “You my little beauty,” she addressed the brighter of the two hatchlings, “burn like the deepest rivers of fire beneath the earth. I shall name you Faeyr.” The little drakaina began to glow, her eyes alight with red flame. She was the very first fire dragon.

She asked, not knowing if it really mattered, but she hoped that it would help. Vivienne answered, “Xander Voidwalker, dragon of void, Lucian Lightbrighter, dragon of light, Darius Stone, dragon of Earth, Cassius Stromrider, dragon of Storm, Kieran Frost, dragon of Ice, Lean Blackthorn, dragon of Shadow and Kai Morrison, dragon of fire.” The names resonated through Maya like a physical force, each striking a different chord within her. She swayed, overwhelmed by the sudden influx of sensations—her newly awakened dragon nature responding to each male in ways her human mind couldn't process.

“Are you ready to carry not just the fire, but me?” The vision shifted again, showing me Damian kneeling in the flames, his body weakened but his eyes locked on mine. “Choose me, Selena,” he whispered, voice breaking. Then, in the same instant, the flames twisted his face into Alpha Kayden’s, his hand extended with a promise of dominance instead of love. My pulse pounded as I stumbled back, the fire forcing me to confront every choice, every bond, every possibility that could define who I became.

Emerald-green and midnight-black fire surged through our arms and channeled directly into Noctis's throat. The dragon felt the new, indestructible power rushing through his body. Noctis's eyes flashed with blinding green and black light before he opened his enormous jaws. It wasn't ordinary dragonfire that erupted from his throat. The Dual Flame shot forward in a blazing, devastating torrent, aimed directly at the Bloodstoppers' platform. The magic tore through the blood shield. The barrier woven from blood simply evaporated upon contact with the flames, and the destructive inferno struck the platform with full force.

The horizon glowed red, and red always meant blood. Waiting at the ridge was Maelis Rowan. Her long white hair caught the wind like threads of frost, and her eyes—clouded with visions—looked past Serenya, past Kaelen, into places neither could follow. She leaned heavily on her staff, as though age had finally caught her all at once. “You carry the fire,” Maelis whispered. “The Pact burns in your heart.” Serenya nodded. “The dragon chose me.” She paused, the memory of Cyrion’s scream echoing in her mind. “But it nearly consumed us both.”