Dragon Booktok Novels & Stories

I whispered again. “Angel, you see? It’s nothing. Just relax. It’s just a book playing with your emotions.” I closed the book and placed it on the table, turning it to the back cover. My heartbeat picked up again. Then— I froze. There. A symbol. Small. Barely noticeable. At the back of the book. A dragon. My breath caught. It looked exactly like the one on Drake’s back. Not similar. Not close. The same. I froze.

He lit it with a flick of his fingers, the flame leaping instantly to life. The glow spilled outward, catching on the edges of gold and silk and scale, illuminating the space not like a chamber—but like a sanctum. Like a shrine. And then, as if it was the most natural thing in the world, he lay down in the nest. Not like a ruler. Not like a conqueror. Like a dragon settling into a space he'd carved from his own bones. Like he was guarding something he wasn’t sure he deserved. Or perhaps something he knew he could never replace.

I look up into the milky white eyes of my best friend and say one word. “Dragon’s!” **Authors note** I hope you have enjoyed Book 2, the next book, will follow on from this from Monday the 15th of Dec. Book 3 follows the story of Princess Emerald and King Vulcan in The Dragon Kings Golden Obsession. Hope to see you all soon :) MM xx

Drakor brushed her hair back from her neck, his fingers tracing the outline of the still healing bite mark Rurik had left on her. "That's just a love bite," she said, forcing herself to calm down. They weren't going to kill her, at least not yet. Drakor smirked. "Just a love bite? I think not. You experienced the dar bogov, didn't you?" Charlotte looked puzzled, not knowing what he meant. The Russian dragon struggled for words. "I believe in English it means 'gift of the gods.' You could see through his eyes, and he through yours." He reached up and curled his fingers around her throat but did not squeeze.

“O Dragon of all Dragons. Awaken the Great Dragons from your deep slumber. I call you all the dragons of Magica. From the water, the land, the air. Ruler of animate and inanimate beings. For the Awakening of the Dragons and the future of Magica. I, Draco, the last Dragon King, summons you to rise and expel all demons from Magica! For Glory!” The Heart of Magic throbbed as if to answer Draco's call. The golden-colored heart flowed golden energy in the form of pillars of light that shot violently into the sky. The golden light broke out from above the sky in all directions like a meteor shower that shot fast and was emitting more and more light.

she said that but she didn't want to admit her inability to resist reading the book. It...called to her. She sat on the steps, sword now placed across her knees, as she opened the book. The words spilled into her mind like sunflower seeds. Valia Rostrag. A dragon who was incomplete. Hair black as night, kissed with streaks of impossible green, eyes like oceans that could drown a kingdom.

The dragon was breathing fire over the crowd of enemy soldiers. Maybe Charles and Isabella were right, for once. Maybe I should do some research. I walked over to Felix’s bookshelves. I wasn’t sure if I was filled with surprise or dread upon seeing the titles on the shelves: Anatomy of a Dragon. A Brief History of Dragons. Dragon Battle Tactics. One book in particular caught my eye: an old, leather-bound volume, entitled Dragon Knights and Their Powers. Dragon Knights? Something about that phrase stirred something deep within me, as if I’d heard it before.

“Mr. Zabinsky, you’ve done a reading and found out that the Fiery Lexicon is located in the Dragon Palace, right?” “That’s right.” Jim shook his head and said, “It’s kind of odd that Boss and I searched everywhere in the Dragon Palace. Other than this headless black dragon, we didn’t find the Fiery Lexicon.” Magus smiled faintly and explained, “That headless black dragon is the lexicon.” “What?” Jim and Tyr were both astounded when these words were spoken. They failed to grasp what Magus was getting at. All three of the books Tyr had previously interacted with were real books. Why would the fourth book suddenly become a dragon?

On the desk sat a large white covered book with gold dragons on the cover. Rain walked to the desk and waited for me to sit down before she opened the book and scooted it closer to me. She then sat on the corner of the desk facing me and said” If you read this part of the mate book you will understand the mating ceremony. After I will tell you about how Reya is and what to expect from us as your mate.” I looked into her eyes for a few seconds and then began to read. The book was old but the pages were pristine and the letters in gold. It didn’t take me long to read the few pages on mating a dragon woman. I now understood why Rain held apart of herself back from me. Dragons, no matter the gen

A knock on the door made me move the quilt lower to ask who it was. "High Lord Tymon has asked that I bear food and fruits to you, my Lady." A tiny voice came from the other side of the door. A brownie, perhaps. I turned my back to the door. "I'm not hungry. Later." I said. I vaguely registered a sigh and shuffling of feet as the brownie left. "What the history will not tell you is that Dragons were not created by Luna. We existed. Even before Luna." I blinked at that, but said nothing, lest I interrupt her. "Before Luna, the mother, there were other gods that ruled the world. There were beings that walked the earth that were feared. Some still do. Like