Draconic Name Romane & Geschichten

Ruby looked down at the ground and contemplated this for a few seconds. "What about Aleister? Dyrus Aleister Aspartheon. Dyrus means great or relentless and Aleister means fighter. Aspartheon is a derivative of Aspartheus, the dragon of war, glory, conquest, and wealth since that's what you are aiming for I assume. I provided you a name and a surname, which is your core ideal or what you seek to achieve." "Dyrus Aleister Aspartheon... Hmmm. It rolls off the tongue excellently. Rejoice, witch, you shall keep your head on your shoulder. I accept my new name." The newly baptized Aleister said grinning at her widely.

It had the shape of a wolf's head with an open mouth, which continued with a dragon's body, made of textile or leather that swelled in the wind, making a noise that mimicked the howls of wolves terrifying the enemy and formed a horizontal serpentine flag. It took me a long time to connect all the dots. The reference was clearly about the wolves. A wolf’s head clearly meant an alpha. The dragon was what puzzled me for years. That was until I heard of Paul Mateescu. His way of keeping the supernatural beings under a tight leash of rules earned him the nickname of Dragon, Draco in old Dacian. Bingo! But the man I’ve been stalking for days already isn’t what I thought. The papers keep talking ab

Why does he call Blair by her second name? "You knew my mother? Who are you?" Blair asked him as she seems a bit calmer now, and her fire has been slowly disappearing. "I thought you would recognize... but never mind, Little One. I apologize for not introducing myself beforehand. I am Dracovick Sperova. And---" He answered and told us his name, but my mate cut him off. "Oh, fudge! King Draco of the Vampires. Your Majesty, I'm sorry. Wait up... You are...? Oh, damn!" Blair let out and bowed before the man, and I am kind of getting something, too.

Oh my goddess! I am almost afraid to ask which one Draknar is! Is he a Dragon Shifter ? Or Vampire?

Achilles waited patiently for her reply. As he waited for her to gather her thoughts, he took a moment to appreciate the beauty stood before him. He could tell that Seraphina’s dragon hadn't reached its full size yet but still, she stood tall at about 12ft tall, she was covered in pearlescent scales that looked smooth as glass and shone in hues of pink, purple and blue as the candle light flickered off of her body. A strange ethereal glow radiated from her body, Achilles couldn’t help but stare at his fated Princess in bewilderment, she was an angel, no, a goddess. As he looked up to her dragon’s face, he was shocked and joyous that he was looking into the same purple and blue eyes that he h

He reclined his head and shoulders and started floating effortlessly on the surface, spread out like a starfish and unbothered by the gentle waves. “Dragonkist?” Aki echoed, searching inwardly. The word rang a bell but she couldn’t remember when and where she had first heard it. Temujin’s face grew dark. He remembered his vision / dream in the Sauna Lodge. “Dragonkist means ‘dragon king’ in Split Tongue,” Sasha explained, without looking at his friends. “There were four of them during the Days of Dragon. One for each cardinal direction and season. All the other dragons could be slain. All except the Dragon God Kuzuryū himself and his four kings, who were true immortals.

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

Jo reminded himself to ask the Servant not to laugh anymore because it sounds scary. “Okay, we’ll use your term. Aliens. Yes, like us, Draconians are aliens. They come from the star Alpha Draconis, in the constellation Draco. Just as we have the destiny to guard and protect Earth, the Draconians’ main purpose in life is to destroy life on earth.” “So you guys hate each other for lives?” asked Sarah, to which the Servant answered enthusiastically. “Yes! You’re quite right. We are the mortal enemy.”

The rest of the winged lizardmen grunted in unison which I took to be some kind of tribal thing. It was a bit confusing. They were lizards with wings, and the only lizards with wings were... “But Draconic means dragon, doesn’t it?” “Yes,” said Keezy. “They’re called the Draconic Guard because they guard that.” He pointed across the plain. It took a moment for me to see it. Flying towards us, barely a few inches above the tall grass, was a dragon. “Ohhh, I see.” I turned back to the others. “They guard the, you know, the dragon.” My voice faded as I spoke so only a squeak came out by the time I got to ‘dragon’.

The three men trudge up the stairs. The group meets up in the Alpha's office. Luke makes himself comfortable on the couch. Jones is content to stand in the corner while Matias and Diana make themselves comfortable behind his desk. "ALPHA!" One of the pack warriors runs in. "A dragon is here. He is insisting on talking to Beta Liam!" Diana straightens her back. "Did the dragon happen to give his name?" The wolf guard nods. "Yes, he said he was a Celtic Dragon of Fertility. Goes by Drogo." Diana's eyes beam in hope. "Show him in at once."