Compiler Book Dragon Novels & Stories

Thane Drogos "Have you ever wanted to ride a dragon?" I asked, wading in the deep water. I noticed how she eyed me, eyes darkening, desire present on her face. "I believe I already have." Evie raised an eyebrow, chewing on her lower lip. I laughed. God, I loved her. "Then how about this—have you ever wanted to be fucked by a dragon on a mountain of gold?" Her mouth dropped open, eyes widening as she put two and two together. "You're taking me to your hoard?"

“I heard they were. They’ve never been seen by anyone, but they had to be there. Look at the edge, it’s sharp enough to cut steel. No smith in the dragon kingdom is equipped with this kind of skill.” “Did they disappear along with the Orcs?” Leila was reminded of the tales of a terrible race. “Even earlier. The ancient battles wouldn’t have been as horrifying as they were if the dragons had assistance from the Dwarfs.” Ben ran to a pile of leather-bound books, “Look! A Rumored History of The Dwarves.” He blew off the dust and handed it to Leila. “I got these from the deepest end of the Castle Library.” “You can read it first, if you’re keen to see its contents.” Leila gave Ben a look of aff

Rows of towering bookshelves stretched up into the darkness, accessible only by rickety rolling ladders that looked like skeletons. Tristan and Saoirse moved through the main stacks like ghosts. The librarians—hunched, robed figures with goggles sewn into their hoods—were busy cataloging a new shipment of stolen scrolls from the Dragon Kingdom. They didn't look up as the Prince and his servant slipped past the main desk and into the shadows of the rear alcove. They reached a heavy iron door set into the stone wall. It had no handle, only a keyhole shaped like a screaming mouth.

The thing Long Xianlun hated the most was his teacher, because his dragon emperor teacher became a recluse and did not care about the outside world. Li Wei entered the library on the fifth floor with Long Xianlun, where all the books written by Heaven Book were kept. Li Wei read the books one by one without leaving the library, while Long Xianlun waited for him, sitting quietly there. When Long Xianlun saw Li Wei's serious face as he read, it reminded him a little of his former self. He tried to find clues about the dragon emperor, which ultimately made him hate the dragon emperor himself after reading the history of the dragon emperor and his teacher.

I walk over to her tiny pink bookshelf and scan the spines until I find a hardcover with a dragon on the front and three little stick figures holding swords. The title says *The Dragon and the Three Musketeers*. It looks boring enough to put me to sleep before she does. I flip it open and start reading. "Once upon a long... long time. A dangerous dragon lives all alone in an abandoned cage. 'I WILL EAT YOUR HEAD!' she would yell to any human that—" "Daddy, stop." I look up. "What?" "You’re reading it with the wrong tone. You’re supposed to sound like a dragon." I sigh and close the book. "And how exactly does Daddy sound like a dragon?"

"Roosevelt, lost in madness, stared with eyes full of bloodlust. Eloise smiled, mocking him. 'I told you I would ruin you, Your Majesty. May bitterness and sorrow be your eternal companions.'" Micha's brows tightened. "She provoked a man who already lost everything. That's suicide." The next lines formed slowly, dramatically. A roar shook the skies. Not human. Not beast. Ancient. "A dragon appeared. Black scales, silver eyes, wings stretching wider than any castle. It landed with pride, lowering itself before Roosevelt." Both of us froze. A dragon. A real dragon. Even the book seemed to tremble on the page. The dark-winged creatures bowed. The dragon bowed to Roosevelt.

I thought with a scornful look on my face. "I can't wait to control their feeble mind," Kendra, my dragon, said with an excited look. "For making fun of how I looked." This war had started years ago when I first accidentally found a book titled the first dragons. And then someone helped me to know more about the first dragons, and their history. Everything started with that first book. The book was buried deep in the depth of a library, and that was the only print, I had found out later. The fascination became obsession and the obsession became need.

“My sister loves reading, you know? She reads a lot. Sometimes, she makes me read her books. As long as it’s not something I’ve read, then I won’t read it now. So, title?” “It’s not yet out except for the arc copies Cara sent out on my behalf. I doubt she has read it,” Angel told him. “But the title is, a dragon’s kiss.” Yeah, Calvin had read the book. He had a team tirelessly promoting the book. But he said, “Wow. Nice title. Is it about dragons?” “Yeah. A dragon prince.” “More handsome than me?” he teased. She went red again. Placing her hands over her face, she muttered, “Go to work, Kyle.”

Tonight we saw two more of the langureages our leading lady and her dragon speak. FRENCH "Ne me croignez pas petite flamme" Do not fear me little flame This makes one wonder how much Murdok might actually understand about what Rori may or may not be.... RUSSIAN "teper' tebe ne nuzhno naklonyat'sya" Now you dont need to bend over "velikey drakon dzhentl'men" The great dragon is a gentlemen

This book is a work of fiction. Names and characters are the product of the author’s imagination and any kind of resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is entirely simultaneous. I love and appreciate your comments. I gladly like to hear what any of you might say. With that all out of the way, I hope you enjoy this book. ♥WELCOME TO THE BOOK♥ ♥TAMING THE DRAGON♥ ❤ELYSIAN POINT OF VIEW❤