Dragon 99 Novels & Stories

He was basically the ruler of this world. "What are you thinking about?" Kaelen kissed my hair, sounding a little annoyed that I'd spaced out. I couldn't hold back the excitement in my chest. "Dusty—I mean, Kaelen, what's going on here?" He gave me a little smile and pulled me into his arms. "Because I'm Kaelen, I've got nine lives. Dying once doesn't really matter. I just failed my last trial, that's all. But you can't abandon me now."

Annabelle “These are all the documents?” I ask before grabbing the large envelope from the forger. I watch his beady eyes scan me as I open it and examine each one to make sure he isn’t trying to deceive me, but the crook is telling the truth. I sigh in relief. Everything I need to become the Dragon King’s surrogate is here: A new birth certificate, a fake lineage line, and a fake certificate of noble blood to boot- the most important one I need.

I always knew he was strong but not to this extent. The tournament continued, and a series of matches followed. Then number nine and ten was called. My breath hitched, my breathing becoming rapid. Aurora placed a hand on my shoulder, nodding her head in encouragement. Then, I walked to the fighting ground, stepping into the circle, and bracing myself for what to come.

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.

Above the collar of his dark dress shirt, I could see tattoos of strange dark runes peaking out along his pale skin. The man beside him had shaggy chocolate brown hair that curled slightly at the ends. A red and plaid shirt stretched tightly over his broad shoulders. I didn’t need to see his face to know who he was. My throat tightened and my heart raced in my chest. What was my boss from Moonlight doing in a dragon’s lair? Lucian let out a low growl and I knew that he was feeling my panic. Drake shifted on the couch, slowly turning to face me. His eyes widened and I looked down at the floor, unable to meet his eyes.

I clenched the dagger tightly with simmering rage. "How many did we lose?"I asked again. "None came back alive, my Queen." Adrienne answered again for the fifth time. I clenched my jaw. "You have investigated like I told you to?" "Yes, my Queen. Our sources tell me it was the dragon. He burned them alive at once." I swiveled and glared at Adrienne. "Did they not tell us Neradia would be unguarded?! Did they not tell us the one with ichor in his veins would be away?!" I screamed. His eyes widened and he backed a step away.

The breaths of warmth filled the Dragon Nest, ancient carving reads on the rocky grounds and walls could be seen along with sturdy contrived pillars bonded to the walls that canopied the lair along with sacred large bodies of glittering blue waters from above that makes one to wonder which way was up, which way was down giving it a look of majesty and in admiration. Then a deep groan was heard from within. A shadowy long shaped form snaked under the sacred glittering blue waters, glided out from it in a natural manner and curled around a pillar revealed to be a Lung Dragon with nine extremely long curved bronze horns on the head, having erecting yellow-colored scales with blotches of pink sc

Sky looked at James and asked, “If that creature truly is a ninth rank, he must have existed 1300 years ago. That would also mean that dragon blood allows one to attain immortality.” Sky grew increasingly excited. “There’s got to be a dragon here.”

Time slay some dragons. .