Dragon Apprentice Novels & Stories

These men’s armour was finer than the soldiers around us, the colours more vivid and the leather detailing beautiful to behold. “It is good to see you Aurien,” the foremost man stopped before us. His voice was warm as he greeted my dragon. He was masked, as they all were, but I saw his eyes flick to me. “And your lady friend.” “Princess Diandreliera of Uyan Taesil,” Aurien announced. “Magistar Glenowayn.” “Princess,” the man amended. “My apologies. How may we serve you?” “Magistar Glenowayn, we seek the warlock Daerton,” I told him, rising to my feet, and stepping away from Aurien. “I am currently engaged in a war and require his services.”

"You celebrate too soon. There is only one true dragon in this world, and that is the Divine Dragon of Etharia. The Dragon's Cyclone, created by Mr. Sloan, originated from the Holtrien octagonal formation. "He may have innovated and forged something deadly, but at the end of the day, the old ways still reign supreme. No matter how the younger ones twist it or flaunt it, they always end up bowing to their ancestors." "Break!" With a roaring shout, endless streams of energy around Andrew's body surged wildly backward, shooting upward. These streams all turned blood-colored, crimson, and black. Flames burned across the surface of these energy streams.

Reves said as he bow his head while the right hand was on his hand, the way he bow is like a prince. "Aww, what a sweet man!"The dragon commented. "Pleasure to see such a wonderful dragon's. My name is Mae Rhiza Dravile."Mae said with a smile on her face. "What a gorgeous woman!"They said. "Hello, my name is Liam Zeri Lapas."He said with a smile. The dragon look at him, "Lapas? Is you and Deity are related?" Zelia answered, "Yes. He's my little brother."

Osiris pointed out. "The vision is unclear but I saw the spilling of blood and it scented the whole battlefield. And in the midst of the deads, there stood only two. A princess whose presence is of lucent hope and the other of the obscure darkness-the red dragon of an ancient story. Vetrik Jihn Drakon, the most powerful and detestably evil dragon of all." Leera stated in a trance as if she was seeing it happening before her. Her brows creased in concentration like she wanted to dissect every minute detail of the vision she might have received.

Even though June also has the dragon mark. Drake watched closely as June was still unconscious. The dark elf powder made him faint and feverish. June looks like she's seen a ghost. Of course, to humans, creatures like them were tantamount to ghosts. In fact, ghosts don't exist. Only limited to human imagination. However, what Drake thought wasn't what June thought of him, but why Drake was so interested in knowing about June other than because he had many relationships with other creatures. What reminds Drake of Anna? When did they make love? Why did the Moon Goddess bless him even though he had become the Dragon King's Mate? Drake had yet to find the answer, until June finally came to her s

“Let’s not waste time pretending this is a misunderstanding.” Darion swallows. “You don’t understand what Malrec is offering,” he says hoarsely. I stop directly in front of him. “No,” I reply. “I understand perfectly.” His eyes brighten slightly, as though he believes he has found a sliver of sympathy. “Then you must see reason. Dragons ruling both realms again, restoring our rightful dominance—” My fist strikes him before he finishes the sentence. The crack of bone against flesh echoes sharply through the chamber. Darion slumps forward against the chains, blood spilling from his mouth.

"Keep pushing. The Council is counterattacking from the lower tunnels. We're closing the breaches." Adrian and I push deeper toward the largest breach and toward where the dragon forces are concentrated. That's where we find something impossible. There's a supernatural standing in the tower breach, the ancient, powerful but wrong ones. His form shifts constantly from human to dragon to wolf and something else. His eyes are every color at once. "Adrian Wei," he says. His voice sounds like multiple beings speaking in unison. "The young apex awakens." "Who are you?" Adrian asks. Through the bond, I feel his instant recognition that this paranormal is different, older and more powerful.

Her voice seemed to come from an ancient time, and it was filled with endless sorrow and grief. Elton watched Hunter fall slowly, and he turned a menacing gaze on Sebastian as he said, "I admit defeat when it comes to spells, you brat! However, would you dare to battle against me?" Elton was suddenly holding a long sword whose blade seemed to be almost transparent. A vague outline of a dragon could be seen. "The Sable Dragon!" Gary murmured to himself in shock when he saw the sword. The sword was one of the celestial weapons. Elon Wynde, the founder of yellow paper charm spells, was also nicknamed Ghost Master. That was the sword he had used.

There was a circle that was surrounded by huge rocks. We walked to the center of the circle and faced each other. She produced a dagger that had a dragon's head carved into the hilt and a golden chalice. She said, "Please hold out your hands." We each held out our hand and she cut each of our hands and let the blood drip into the chalice as she said, "Chloe, you are now granted a dragon spirit to accompany Saige, your wolf spirit." Then she turned to Aidinth and said, "I need you to breathe a little fire into the chalice." Aidinth breathed fire into the chalice, and she handed it to me as she said, "Chloe, please drink after Aidinth stands behind you and prepares to catch you." Aidinth moves