Draco Anime Novels & Stories

His lips quivered in fear as he stared at the dragon's eyes, which were like flames and body, so ancient and dark. “What do you want?” Minerva asked absentmindedly as the dragon stared into her soul. It nudged her head, its snout as if he could read her mind. Then it looked away from her. Behind her, Vincent stood there, a protective hawk. He didn't like it that there was another watching out for Minerva. “I don't like this dragon,” Vincent murmured. Minerva would have laughed if they were not in a situation like this. The dragon tilted its head as if he heard what Vincent had said. Then it moved his attention back to Minerva.

Still Skylar walks the narrow ledge, Her oath writ deep on mountain’s edge: To steal, to save, to pay the price, To shield the hatchling’s sacrifice. Ryuki ‘Are we going to discuss the large dragon in the room?’ Bynjym asks. ‘Which dragon might that be?’ I ask, feigning ignorance. ‘The giant queen dragon, Ryuki. Are you going to admit that you are falling for the princess?’ ‘I’m not falling for anyone. I appreciate what she’s done the dragons.’

I had shown them who I was. Back in my room, I looked at my hands. They had made the fire. They had hurt those girls. The hands shook a little, but I didn't care. I needed to be stronger. I took out the old dragon book Eren got for me. I looked for a special potion. A "Fortification Draught." The book said it would make me and my dragon one. I got all my hidden plants and herbs. I mixed them in a small bowl. The liquid turned dark red and shiny. It smelled like smoke and strength.

Even at that, they still kept watch throughout the ride home, occasionally glancing around to make sure they weren't followed. Draco looked around the house making mental notes and last minute preparation for dinner, while trying to make sure Tyler didn't get half the food into his stomach before the guests even arrive. He had always loved cooking even as a young boy. His grandma had thought him everything he knew about the art of preparing food, she shared all her secret recipes with him and they bonded over meals. He really missed her, funny how she was the reason he was in this mess in the first place. Maybe it was his greed or he just loved the danger, but deep down he knew this was just

From the balcony, the entire court is watching them. Loras is already with Dracos, making sure the riding equipment is in place for the fourth time today. He steps aside when Omar approaches. "I, Omar Dradarian, descendant of the first dragon king, ask you to obey me!" Omar shouts into the air, his voice powerful and clear. Dracos looks at him for a second before howling to the sky. He lets his huge head down and Omar goes closer. The flame erupts from his mouth and for a second, Astrid's heart stops. Next to her, Loras tenses up too.

“With the help of me and my four brothers. That first video is real, and it is my brother Mitchell. Each of my brothers' dragons is a different color. Mine happens to be red.” I just sat staring at him. “What about those dreams all those months ago?” “My great grandfather had a gift and I think I inherited it. Yet somehow this gift brought you into it. Somehow you experienced what I was.” “And this bonding dream? Are you saying we are bonded for life?” “Yeah. My dragon recognized you even through the dreams as my mate.” I look over at the TV and saw Draco the dragon. “You look like that only red?” He smiled as he looked at the screen, “I would like to think my dragon is nicer looking.”

But he was still firmly defending himself, he did not want to give up despite having to endure that pain. To him, this pain was not stronger than seeing his father die with regret. Dying with a pitiful face that could not even close its eyes. Dying with the shame of not being able to take revenge against the destruction of his own family. "Ahhhhh! I will never give up!" "Stubborn! Let's add more pain." BOOMMM... ROAAARRRR....! Suddenly an angry roar and light appeared in the sky, and that light slowly turned into a dragon with two wings and was brown in colour. But there was a green stripe on its body that made the dragon different.

She was too bored to wait, and she really wants to kill those evils. “I can’t wait any longer, your highness. I want to kill them now! It’s obvious that you can’t kill such beautiful women with you own hands. Then let me do the honor,” Drakaina is teasing him, trying to give up the job for her. Evil as always. “I can’t and you know that!”

I love my life, and it will get even better once this little one is born. “You two aren’t mad, are you?” I ask. Drake is holding the newest member of our family. She was born a few hours ago. Dray and Drake let out a few swear words but the love shining in their eyes when they saw her let me know they weren’t as upset as they tried to be. My little girl, Aniani is also a black crystalline opal dragon. She is my mini-me. “We are not angry, little jewel. We just worry for the both of you.” Dray replies.

I ask and all the shadows leap upwards. “Draconem! Reversus est draco!” Myrka says and I put out the fire. They immediately collapse onto their knees before me, bowing low to the ground. Daerius slowly walks over to me, his face completely befuddled. “What did they say?” he asks, and my lip twitches. “They said ‘the dragon is back.’”