Draco Knight Novels & Stories

"I don't need you to protect me. Your love will be enough for me to fight till my last breath." ~ Regan "My love for you is mercenary. Don't expect something that you will never get from me." ~ Lincoln . . . Regan Wells (Maria Turgenev) It started the day in senior high, a game of revenge that I was unaware of at that time. He starts the battle of the unknown with me, a girl with a lost memory against him, a handsome bully with his demons.

Kent called forth his Omni-Calivurn to his side ready for a fight when the marines and knights charged into the scene first. The three went out the manner to find a 12 foot tall mechanized dragon-like creature with white and black scales, red eyes, a silvery claws. His tails extended lashing out like a raging serpent with a three-crowned tip, The Dragon’s back didn’t have wings but instead a mechanical third arm that carried a massive kite shield that carried a wide assortment of weaponry. The Dragon swiped his hand clearing the dust away as he stood up he looked around to see the knights were ready for a fight. But they lowered their weapons and kneeled before the dragon Aisha and Yuuno wer

I was the lowest-born black serpent in the Serpent Clan, yet the Dragon Court's most honored crown prince chose me as his bride. He gave up his betrothal to my sister, surrendered his place as heir, and walked away from the Dragon Court for me. I was moved beyond words and became his wife. But after I gave birth to only a black serpent, he flew into a rage. He crushed our baby beneath his foot, then killed me with a single strike of his sword. As I was dying, I saw hatred burning in his eyes. "If I'd known you were this useless, I should've married your sister!" Only then did I learn the truth. I was the woman of fate named in the Dragon Court's forbidden book, the one born with primord

George gritted his teeth, looking at the idiot in front of him. "It's not that easy. He is not a normal dragon. He is Drake Hamilton, the most powerful orange dragon ever born. No one can kill him just like that. Not even the dragon elders. Even if we complain, he has a valid reason to be there in the fairy world. So not even the dragon elders could punish him for that" George pointed out.

she shot back in a strained voice. The other people in the throne room stepped further away from the dragon. However, their curiosity got the better of them as they still stayed put wanting to see how the dragon killed the man. ‘I’m Prince Dragomir, son of Nikolaus…the old dragon king’, he said in his head again. The dragon did not react for a short while, after some time, however, he seemed to visibly relax. Dragomir reached for its large head and lightly rubbed soothingly. ‘I want to help you'

When they leave, my father tells me. "Are you ready for fencing?" "Of course." "Get up then," he tells me and gets up. "Let's go." I get up and follow him. ______________________________ Drake Since early in the morning, I wander to the village and be thinking about how I will enter the castle without causing suspicion. I walk among the humble houses without having a specific direction. The kids around me are screaming happily as they play. At some point as I pass, I notice two men talking upon a wheelbarrow that had sacks full of something, barley, I suppose.

By dragon law, I need to have one in the next five years if I want to continue my rule, if I do not produce one, my insane brother could try to claim the throne, and no one would want that. I am a full dragon and with that, I need to be even more careful. Half breeds: that is what the council wants. That is what is safe. Half noble human and half dragon are what bloodlines are supposed to be made of when royalty breeds. When two full-blood royal dragons mate, you risk health issues along with the possibility of mental instability…. Like what happened with my twin brother Sanderson and me. We were born from the same egg, we look identical, but are nothing alike… he should be locked up in an i

Deacon said, nodding as he spoke, quickly adjusting his speech for the troll, at his command, six servants dressed in teal filed out from behind Deacon, each one wearing white gloves, one servant stopping and standing behind a crate each. “Starting with our very own, Prince Rex, I have spoken with many during your recent adventures, and have found out that you have done some of the best swordplay this realm has seen in a long time” Deacon announced with a sly smile, which made Rex a little out of place, during his whole time fighting in Dracoterrum, he had barely ever used a weapon, he had relied on Fafnir’s skills, as he thought about this, the servant opened the crate lid, revealing a shor

The Dragons The Elders: Neyalha – (Nay-ALL-a) Gheyaral – (GAY-arall) The Guardians: Nayara – (Nay-AHR-ah) Ghaeron – (GHER-on) The Inhabitants of Edon The King and Queen Emerik (EH-merik) and Adalyn (AD-alin) The Grenyaar – (GREN-yahr) (The Black Knights) Sira – (SUR-ah) – Title for female Knights

His father has started to lose him mind, but he still has moments of lucidity which is why Kenneth hasn’t forcibly taken the kingdom from him … yet. “You know how my father is. He doesn’t always make sense. Remember when he proclaimed you as the dragon thief last year?” I force a smile. I’d been terrified with King Solomon had announced that I was the dragon thief. It was right after I’d returned the bronze dragon egg to the dragons. The bronze I now know is named Yttyc. The bronze who survived. King Solomon had stood and pointed at me. “Her! She is the thief!” I’d stood in shock, unable to move or speak. It was Kenneth who broke the terrifying silence from everyone in the room.