Dragon Apprentice Novels & Stories

Creature Name: Draco (Named by David Sanchez) Scientific Name: Grandis Serpentis Draco Classification: Soul-evolved Animal (Ultraspecies) Basic Description: An absurdly powerful reptile that has evolved the ability to crudely manipulate fire transformed from its soul’s natural psionic energy. Physical Appearance:

The dragon, however, was like a spirit, as its entire body had all been made of blue energy. “He’s here …” Kael said, seeing a young man riding on the dragon’s back, flying towards them. It was Arth Aragon, the son of Letholdus Aragon. And his powers had already been … awoken.

Apollyon slowly stood up and flicked the dust from himself before turning his head towards the sleeping creature. "I am sorry, Stormbreaker. Of course, I knew that the dragon's nectar could be considered a weakness of yours. It's called the nectar of dragons from the very beginning because it is the only drink in the world that can make a dragon intoxicated. I told you, I am a person from the Dragon Tribe, a descendant of the Dragon God. Even God decided to reside on the Dragon's island because of the sacred tree's existence. If the dragon's nectar is enough to make a God get drunk, how could you be an exception," the boy muttered while trying to approach the creature with unsteady steps. Ap

I had no choice but to dart away from the four and into the heavy crowd, which was now reaching full-scale panic mode. Right where Dain and I had been standing was now a creature larger than my mom’s old minivan. Its scales were the size of my face, and reflected the glowing eyes of Helios and Apollo, who had turned the moment it had landed. The tree Dain had me pushed up against, it was now splintered and flattened beneath a massive, clawed foot. “There’s the mother.” Apollo nodded, slowly reaching behind his back to draw the obscenely large bronze sword out of its scabbard. He looked the dragon in it’s yellow-ringed eyes. “Where’s your other baby?”

On the edge of the crevice, the teenaged boy was still gripping hard on the rock, sweating profusely, he looked up, vision obscured by fog and smoke that seemed to glow in flashing oranges, reds, greys, and blues. “What was that?!” He looked down at the girl, still dangling, unconscious, from his hand, “What have I gotten myself into?!” - “Potency. So that's what you people called it now,” the dragon said. Jared stood on the dragon’s forehead, horror struck. That was my strongest move, how is it still standing? Jared thought. “Airbrock. So-called Divine Humane. You are on the wrong side of the story.” Jared hit the dragon’s forehead again the same move, over and over and over and over again.

They were filled with shock and awe, unable to comprehend the extent of Adrian’s terrifying power. Adrian’s eyes gleamed with a flash of golden light. "This void holds a terrifying force trembling beneath it." At that moment, the fractured space revealed a large, eerie formation. Adrian was stunned. This was clearly no ordinary formation. "This is the Draco Trap Formation!" he exclaimed. The Draco Trap Formation was an ancient and powerful trap, said to be capable of ensnaring nine dragons at once. Adrian hadn’t expected to find such a formation here, and his surprise was evident. The complexity of the formation explained his reaction.

Yet at the heart of it, two figures moved as one: Verath Dravenor, Dragon King of Ashenrealm, and Elara Nightvale, healer and forbidden magic wielder. Verath’s amber eyes glowed brighter than ever, the dragon coiled beneath his skin stirring violently. Scales began to rise along his arms and back, faint glimmers of molten gold tracing his form. His breaths came in low, guttural roars that carried both fury and longing, his power a living, untamed storm.

It matched the ring I had bought her and I smiled as I looked at it. “By the power granted to us we declare Rylee Grey the Drakaina of the Grey Lair and true fated bonded half of Sire Lucas Grey forevermore,” Elder Peter said. I felt the pull towards the realm of the dragons and when I opened my eyes, Rylee and I stood in a cave, similar to the one where I found Baz. There was a soft humming sound and a large black dragon appeared in front of us. I instinctively knew what to do and held my hand out to him where he made a cut on my palm and repeated the process with Rylee. I took her hand and our blood mingled once again.

“Mr. Draco’s circulatory system was damaged, yet he is still able to maintain his master-level prowess. May I presume that he was a grandmaster at the peak of his health?” Mr. Draco narrowed his eyes and got on his knees. “Dr. Kayson, I beg you to heal me! I, Skye Draco, am willing to forever be your follower!” Mr. Draco’s full name was Skye Draco. “Are you the “Dragon Slayer” who has gone missing for the past few years?” Jeremy was surprised.

She has locked eyes with the male, instantly disabling her and rendering her a drooling pool of wasted space. Dragons! This is not one of the ones I saw in Utah. He has long blond hair braided half way down his back. He is casual in jeans and a well worn leather jacket, his casualness would work if humans were ever allowed here. I pretend not to notice the mesmerizing eye lock, but knock into Dalya causing her to stumble. She snaps out of the spell and gains her composure in an instant. She meets my eyes, without words or thoughts, it is clear she knows what we are up against.