Dracarys Dragons Novels & Stories

"Tell me everything your parents told you about my family." I sighed, a shameful blush coating my ears. I could still feel the burn behind my ear. It felt raw, especially as blood rushed in a telltale flush. "They told me a lot of things. And, I'm going to preface this by saying I thought the dragon thing was a metaphor. I didn't know it was a literal thing." Thane laughed suddenly. "So sirens, sorceresses, chimeras, all valid and real, but you draw the line at water dragons?"

"Long ago, Dragon existed... But how did they come into existence. There was a war, between two king's... The war was never ending, both sides were equally strong and had great Warriors. In a bid to end the war, one of the king's... King Gerald decided to seek help from a sorcerer. The sorcerer casted a spell on the warriors of the kingdom and that spell turned them into dragons by day and men by night. With the help of the spell, the war came to an end with king Gerald winning of course. The dragon's flew back home, happy to meet with their wives and kids.... eager for the spell to be broken, but a grave news awaited them. The sorcerer had died leaving no clue as to how the spell could be b

asked Chezzal, as he turned to look at his mate, dreamily, from the bed. Brishor gazed at the snow-covered mountains of his kingdom in the far distance. Dim lights still illuminated the small mansions that dotted the hills against hard and unrelenting snow. Dragons were not a large population, just a little over ten thousand. They remained hidden in their realm, which provided them with everything. King Brishor Oighir had ruled for over a thousand years and it was not until two hundred years back that he had found his first mate, General Chezzal. He knew that he had one more mate, a female who would carry their child.

My fist clenched so hard that frost spread across the desk. He exhaled loudly. “You know how powerful he is, Draven. If you suppress Karl for long, he'll force control…it will be catastrophic.” I knew that already, better than anyone. Karl is not like other dragons. He is stronger, more violent and far less stable which was exactly why women died around me. I finally turned to Ariel “That...is exactly why I will stay away from her.” His brows pulled together. “You think distance will solve this?” “Yes.”

Ylys is in front, by herself, followed by the silver dragons, then the bronze dragons, then blue, red, and finally, greens. There are only four silver dragons, and I am the only rider of a silver. There is a bronze rider, two red, two blue, and three green riders. That’s all of us, nine riders. That’s how selective the dragons are about who they will bond their lives to. It makes me even more proud to know that I was not only worthy of being a dragon rider, but worthy of being a rider to a silver dragon.

Should the Keeper of the Dragon Stone die, it would cause all Dragons to die. The book also explains that should all Dragons die, mass destruction would plague the earth. Without Dragons, there isn’t a balance. Dragons are a superior race, that protects the earth itself. Knowing that, I felt stupid for attempting to end my life. According to what I read, there are all kinds of Dragons. Some, such as Water Dragons, help safeguard oceans and even try to prevent natural disasters, but they are also the cause of some of them. While there are some Dragons that aren’t particularly good, most Dragons are known for their Honor.

She wondered to which God the temple was dedicated. Roars coming from above startled Ayla. She looked up and sucked in a breath when she saw seven big dragons. Each dragon had a different color—the first was light blue, then black, gold, green, white, brown, and the last was dark blue. They flew above the temple, circling it a few times, before landing in front of it close to the warriors. The men didn’t seem shocked to see the dragons. Nor scared. As the warriors got closer to the temple entrance, the dragons moved to clear a path for them. When the men walked between them, the dragons bowed their heads as the men entered the temple.

New changes needed to be made and maybe this could one of them. Drake knew this new change, mixing the wolves and dragons, was dangerous. They both knew, but to live apart? It was too much. The new pack house would house both dragons and wolves with their bedroom on the upper floor. They would have to be careful of conflicts later on. Dragons and wolves had rival tempers.

"Did you say there's a dragon beneath the cave? I thought all the dragons died out thousands of years ago?" "You also thought that unicorns and werewolves were legends until a year ago. Here we are living among you now, so who's to say that dragons aren't real and walking this earth as well. There is a great dragon beneath the cave and his name is Draco. Draco is a great green dragon with hot fire and tough scales. His eyes are yellow and his tongue is red and he wants all the world of men to be dead. The last time he saw a human he burned them alive. I think you should tell him that you are a witch. That should save your life."

Banari says. Big deal, he fucks anything that moves. “So, why were you looking for me?” she asks. “I want to claim a dragon so I can wage war against the original dragons who caused all of this,” Pyralis tells her. That’s more than he’s told me before, and I see that Galeus and Banari look surprised too. “Which one?” she asks. “What do you mean, which one?” Banari asks her. “Which dragon? There are two. There’s the small white one and there’s the very large multi-colored one.”