Dragon Apprentice Novels & Stories

I collected spell components whilst Narayan and Tilyth packed up the camp. When the golden dragon took to the air, I shaded my eyes to watch. Yes, the princess was on his back, a dark shadow against the brilliant scales, rendered genderless by the distance. I saw her maids packing up a wagon around Daerton, who lay out on its bed, his arms thrown over his eyes. I recognised the posture from previous wars with the warlock. He had drunk himself stupid and was sleeping off a hangover.

I spent hours studying the text. I learned about Alice's Dragon, referred to in ancient languages as the 'Rare Healer of Fire.' This unique dragon was gifted with ancient magic. If the Rare Healer of Fire mated with another dragon, they would be reborn as humans but retain the ability to use dragon magic without their dragon forms.

However, before he could make a move, a new name suddenly appeared on the monument in front of him. [Drake Wyrmthorn, Nine-Clawed Golden Dragon Bloodline, descendant of a celestial monsteroid, only thirty years old, level seven paragon, ranked 92nd on the Prodigy Ranking, rewarded with a strand of light of the galaxy!] An instant uproar erupted from the spectators when they saw Drake had been rewarded with the light of the galaxy.

It made him panic. Darryl cracked a smile when he noticed White Tiger King’s flustered expression. "White Tiger King, this is called the Trap Dragon Thorn. These Trap Dragon Thorns were specially invented by humans to deal with the Green Dragon clan. Once being stabbed, any powerful dragon will inevitably lose the ability to fly. I believe it is very painful. Even the Green Dragon clan could not bear the torture of the Trap Dragon Thorn. Would you like to try it?” Darryl said slowly to make himself clear as he had a relaxed expression on his face.

Although Little Apple was in Ascension Realm, he could fight against Dragon, who was an expert at the late stage of Deity Realm. After one move, Dragon flew hundreds of meters away. Dragon's face was full of disbelief while the young man with red eyes stood still, grinned and then fell to the ground. Little Alice took a step forward and came to Little Apple. After finding him still alive, she breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at Little Apple who was lying on the ground, Sannuit said with amazement, "There is a terrible power hidden in his body, but he can't control it, so he passed out. He must have consumed too much energy."

Overall Lana’s dragon was a beautiful petite dragon. Adonis' dragon had a copper base color with dark green accent scales peeking out underneath the top layer of copper in certain areas. His tail, talons, and body size were all mostly in comparison with Draven but just a tad smaller. Harris quickly looked forward when he felt Draven begin to descend. A small cottage tucked close to the mountain on the north side came into view.

His face squeezed up sourly in confusion at his thought. "What the hell am I thinking?" he mumbled to himself and exhaled, fixing his gaze on Darius who likely contemplated on the fact of if the information he had was safe to share. “Then is Kyle really…” he stopped the insanity from leaving his mouth. There's no way he's really… “A dragon, yes he is. And so is Aragon… oh, I mean, Aaron.” Darius corrected and his mouth could only remain in a gape. “There are many others around you, they've all just basically merged in with– the times.”

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 instructed, "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 looked at me with serious eyes, "Chloe, you are now granted a dragon spirit to accompany Saige, your wolf spirit." Then she turned to Aidinth, "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 instructed, "Chloe, please drink after Aidinth stands behind you and prepares

I said, the calmness in my voice surprised even me. The seer blinked in surprise, but nodded. He placed my hand on the sword and began some ancient chants in their tongue. He then poured ceremonial oil over my hand that was on the blade, and as the final words left his mouth, a flash of silver light appeared around my hand. "By the laws of the realm and the ancient blood pact," the high seer intoned, his voice booming through the chamber. "The bond is forged. Princess Diana Blake of the human Kingdom is now declared the chosen mate and wife to Prince Draven Volk of the Dragon Kingdom. May the Creator guide your union."

“Thank you for the advice. I would not want to be injured by the dragons as they practice.” “Aye,” said the little girl with a serious expression. “Papa told me he’d tan my behind from one end of the meadow to the other if he ever caught me in the courtyard while they practice.” She seemed very serious about that, yet almost proud of the warning. “Papa says I should stay where I’m put.” Brenna grinned. “And who is your papa?” “He is the magnificent green dragon,” said the little girl.