Draco Anime Novels & Stories

He told me, “I am Tristan Slade, Prince of the Dragons.” Tristan... *** Hopefully this was better than the previous! pls comment ur thoughts! Shalini Zhara <3

The dragon stopped briefly but then went on to open its large jaws revealing long sharp teeth. Dragomir for the life of him could not recognize this dragon and he blamed his short memory, he tried another angle immediately. ‘I’m Dragomir, Prince Dragomir’ The dragon stopped again, Dragomir could see the balls of fire swivelling in his mouth. There was a loud cry which was Raisel’s voice. That was the only sound in the room, everyone else was in still silence. The small crowd that had gathered watched the spectacle with disbelieving eyes.

Dragons, an ancient and legendary race, whose roars have been said to be sufficient to shake the very heavens the gods live upon; whose might, the stories say, were so great that no living creature could have dared oppose their reign. "Alcina has never been prepared or trained for battle," she says, in a tone that brooks no argument. "She cannot be expected to be thrust in the middle of a war she has no knowledge of how to navigate." And yet, to Darla, it sounds far more like she holds no expectations of her daughter. Nordin, lips pressed together, looks away. Darla stares at the Duchess, unblinking, her cat-like eyes aglow in the warm lights of the room. From beside her, Percy shifts in his

Maybe I need to talk to my parents about talking to someone or something, because everything that's happening is unbelievable. “Well, you must believe them,” said a gentle voice. I jolted to a sitting position, searching for the voice's owner, but it was just me. “He-Hello? I asked, “Hello Zayla,” the voice said again. “Who are you?” “My name is Ariana Ari for short. I am your dragon,” she said. “What dragon? “I whispered nervously. “I’m your dragon.” My dragon? “I asked, confused.” There is a lot; I don’t know they kept it from you for your safety, but all will become obvious soon.”

Assuming his mate was from witch realm Draco, Draco, Saltus and Petro decided to head to Witch Realm to meet Witch Queen Zaramaru and find his destined mate, however last night when Draco was peacefully sleeping in his room he felt a sudden discomfort… his body was unknowingly set on fire while his Dragon urged to get on surface… he instantly transferred into his monstrous Dragon form and tried flew up in sky… Draco was uncertain to what was happing however his Dragon was determined to fly to Witch realms, unfortunately before they were able to fly to Witch Realm and unknown pain took over his entire body, his mind and heart were filled with mourn and before he could conclude anything Darco

“Mr. Draco’s circulatory system was damaged, yet he is still able to maintain his master-level prowess. May I presume that he was a grandmaster at the peak of his health?” Mr. Draco narrowed his eyes and got on his knees. “Dr. Kayson, I beg you to heal me! I, Skye Draco, am willing to forever be your follower!” Mr. Draco’s full name was Skye Draco. “Are you the “Dragon Slayer” who has gone missing for the past few years?” Jeremy was surprised.

Maika grumbled, annoyed that she hadn’t seen her twin brother since the awakening. “He left with Sir Draco to C Country, my lady,” Anne said, blushing at the mention of Draco’s name. Draco is the highest-ranking Royal Guard in the palace. He is assigned exclusively to protect the reigning royal family. With his powerful aura, well-built physique, and irresistibly handsome face, it’s no wonder every woman in the palace swoons over him. Beyond his title, Draco's bloodline is second only to the Vellarias in purity. He grew up alongside Malko and is his best friend—but was always a thorn in Maika’s side.

It said dryly again. I paused. "I didn't steal anything. It was all mine. Not yours." It cocked its huge head and peered down at me like I was minuscule. Well, I was, compared to it, but still. "I am you. Your given name is my given name." "That is far--" It suddenly groaned and blew out icy breath and flapped its wings violently. "Drakkon," It seemed to say with anger, fear and pain. It felt almost as if it was I going through everything she felt for this... Drakkon.

Draco was there, sitting on a big rock. He wore a black shirt and jeans that held snugly to his muscular body, with boots that had a couple of tiny grass sticking to the soles. He immediately spotted Kyra, and a smile crossed his face, a ray of sunlight hitting his face in a way that made his brown eyes look golden.

“Well, I think it's safe to say that Selene is behind this.” Draco growled at the mention of her name. I could feel the anger pouring out of him. It was like his scaly skin was spewing out molten fury. It was too much for him to take and with his eyes still firmly closed he dove down towards the clearing. My own eyes were closed but I could see him in my mind. He wrapped his wings around himself and free-fell through the air. As he got closer to the trees he began to spin, spitting fire in a circle around the clearing. It was hitting some of the hybrids but not enough of them. As soon as he'd fanned his wings out and landed on the ground, he vanished. “Draco!” I screamed out, but I got no an