Draconic Language Novels & Stories

“Now!” Just as the smell of sulphur emanated from the dragon’s roaring mouth an ancient language, broken and shaky rang out from the men of Kronos. “Eyhra drakos forem ni khagris shis matra fyre!” The dragon snapped its mouth shut, turning its heavy head swiftly in the direction of the men standing filthy and shaky only a few feet away from it. Up until now, it had ignored them, now the words of their mouths set a wheel in motion in its limbs and it staggered toward them with chains clattering against each other as it went.

Then Black Dragon spoke. “Hello. I’m Black Dragon of Dark Knight, 18. But just call me JD outside.” He said with a smirk. I gulped. He’s not even offering his hand for us to shake. He’s not even sharing anything more about himself. Just like that. His aura radiates confidence and no fear. But I can also sense a feeling of excitement and loneliness at the same time. I shook my head. It’s confusing. I sighed. Sean-hyung looked at me. “Something wrong, Hawkeye?” he asked.

Striking my place without trying, Dragon's body above my body was a wonderful sight, hitting me with his thighs and his silly words flowing from his mouth in his language. "Tell me Jenny, can that idiot Max fuck you like that?" Because of his inability to speak, he pressed my neck harder, and I opened my eyes when he pressed his thumb on the clitoris. "No... cannot " He leaned into my ear while still holding my neck, and Dragon continued his quick push with a pleasant feeling. My toes are twisted around his waist. "That's right, because Jenny printed a kiss on my neck. "You. My game. Fuck "said with all the jolt.

Vair HUR-voom vel LOH-kit VAIR-kee VAH-room. Drake replied in Dragonese, which Asher loosely translated as King Drake commending their loyalty and actions. The Drake stepped forward to address us. “Ek fagna þér, konungr Daemon, ok þinni fríðustu fylgikonu, dróttning Adriana. Þat er ánægjuligt at hitta fjölskyldu fylgikonu sonar míns, he said, his voice loud and deep, commanding respect.

In fact, if Long Chen attacked, death would be the only result. "You guys are really angry at humans, aren't you? Was it a human or a god who did it?" Long Chen asked the nine-headed dragon in a loud voice. ROAAARRRR... Long Chen suddenly realized that the nine-headed dragon could not speak human language. It seemed that they spoke an ancient dragon language that had long been unused, even by the dragon tribe of the dragon realm. So, Long Chen decided to learn the ancient language that had been given to him by the black dragon and the golden dragon. In just a few minutes, Long Chen was able to understand and comprehend the dragon language.

Seraphina giggled and blushed under Achilles’s loving gaze. “I knew you would be a sight to behold but, by the God’s, I was not expecting that,” Ethena gasped. “And such a seamless shift, you wouldn’t think you had only awoken your dragon yesterday,” Narcissus said in admiration. “Truthfully, it was excruciating the first time but, it’s pretty painless now,” Seraphina mused.

"I'm sorry for your loss. It sounds like you really miss him." "Dreadfully. My Raiden. My soul. My mate." I had heard Thane say that once before. "Mate?" She blew out a heavy breath. "Life partner. Chosen by our dragon counterpart. Dragons are sterile before they choose their mate." "How is mating different than sex?" The words fell out of my stupid mouth before I could stop them. "Nevermind." My face was red hot, and nothing slipped by Katarina's intense gaze. She arched an elegant brow. "What are your motives with my son, Evelyn?"

Wynter said out loud. “He doesn’t know how to come out,” Wynter said. “Come forth child of mine,” Abeloth said. Wynter arched his back slightly as the little dragon separated from him and stumbled over his own legs and fell down on the grass. “You’re so silly,” Wynter said. “He’s beautiful Abeloth,” I said. “This is Echo,” Abeloth said and the dragon stood up straight with his head in the air. He was the same height Wynter was and he looked almost black.

“The route with crystals is uncharged faerie magic.” Thinking back to their conversations, he thought aloud. “You said no magic can be used here.” Remembering Brandon’s insistence help him down, what he thought at that time a dark abyss. Flashing a mesmerizing smile and entrancing wink. “That was partly a strategy to get you to ride me.” His body is definitely not in sync with his rational mind, frustrated his body gave up the fight. Extremely grateful his dragon maintained his distance and he tried to deal with the restricting emotions. “Kiowa is technically a pure natural sprite dragon like the elementalist wolf before you.”

Draco's deathly aura when he entered the van indicated he was in one of his worst moods, which was very surprising considering he had been with the lady boss just a few moments ago. Let's face it, Draco had finally been showing human emotions these past few weeks ever since he met Miss Jones. The man was previously like a robot who, apart from his deathly glares and his signature frigid scowl that always adorned his face, showed no emotion that could tell you what he was thinking or feeling inside.