Dragon Ears Novels & Stories

she pouted and tilted her head. “It’s probably not me as I don’t have such powers, I’m just an Imugi as you said that day, it’s the truth. The one you are talking about is the powers only a pure dragon who possesses the orb of yeouiju means a dragon pearl, possess such power. The snakes that have lived a thousand-year have a chance of becoming a dragon. Those large snakes are called Imugi. And that Imugi, I’m not a dragon.” He smiled bitterly as if he was trying to hide something behind his smile.

I just hadn’t expected him to smell so good, given that he’d been sweaty before dinner and now it was dried to his skin. He stopped, shifting me closer to his chest. I wrapped an arm around his shoulder as he bent down, opening the door to his room. It was dark, but he didn’t bother with the lights, stepping inside. He let the door swing shut behind us with a soft snick. He shifted me in his arms again and started walking. I didn’t know where he was taking me, but I didn’t really care. I just wished that he had turned on the lights. Did dragons have better eyesight in the dark? Was that why he had left it off? Though they may look like humans, I knew that my mates were anything but. I could

Alicia looked into his eyes and nodded, letting him know that she wanted that as well. Cory took a deep breath and told her they needed to go see the royal family. “Come with me, I will dry your clothes,” he told her. Cory transformed into his dragon and blew very gently so warm air came out without fire. It blew her hair and clothing dry within seconds. Alicia dressed, folded up Cory’s clothing and climbed up on the dragon’s back. They quickly soared back to the castle.

“Master, what would you like us to do? You need only whisper your command, and we will follow.” Evrah grabbed the wood harder, her gaze darting quickly from left to right, trying to get a closer look. She spotted a big shimmering black dragon that seemed to be looking right at her. The big eye blinked, its big frame fidgeting a bit. A huge black and silver mass of scales and muscles sat directly across from her, its ginormous purple eyes had her dead to rites, and they both knew it. “Please don't give me way,” she whispered, shaking from fear. She cursed that her curiosity had gotten her noticed. The dragon blinked a final time and averted its eyes somewhere else as if it had heard her whisp

He'd lost his wife and his only heir, and hence, promised to wipe out the existence of wolves. Aria stared at the weapon named as Dragon's tail spear. A spear with a pointed blade, resembling a dragon's pointed, scaled tail, made with obsidian rock- also known as hardened lava. Both sides of the blade had pointed teeth. She could imagine the tearing pain emerging from the stab and pull of the blade.

Nine was their sacred number since it connected the nine realms that existed within Yggdrasil. “I choose Gungnir, the great spear of Odin, Angurvadal, the stream of anguish, Gram, who brought death to Fafnir, Freyr’s sword, to fight when I am weak, Dáinsleif, to inflict wounds that never heal, Lævateinn, so that my step will never falter, Skofnung, the supernatural blade, Hǫfuð, the great sword of Heimdall and lastly Mjolnir.” Malachi chose his nine gifts and the rest were returned to the vault. These gifts would be sent to his house in Seward and he knew Jessica would banish them to his study.

"If I could access these memories without knowing it, then whoever created DragonCoin might be in the same position—channelling dragon knowledge through technology without understanding the consequences." The car hummed as it accelerated onto the highway, its engine producing that strange purring sound that seemed to resonate with something deep in Sage's chest. The sensation was oddly comforting, like finding a missing piece of herself she hadn't known was gone. "First lesson," Marcus said, glancing at her. "Breath control. Dragons don't breathe fire—that's a human misconception. What we do is manipulate elemental energies through focused respiration." "Really starting with the basics, aren

I only looked back up when I knew they were fully changed. Treddian was an enormous Golden Draygon. Beautiful and vibrant, his head sprouted two horns that bent slightly backward but ended with two extremely sharp-looking tips. His back was relatively free of spikes until the very tip of his tail held one deadly-looking spike. I couldn't remember seeing anything like that on Tohr and made a mental note to ask about it.

Aryan king, the frightening hybrid black dragon. Daeira lifted her eyes to the window and saw the large moon and its light streaming inside her room. Her ears were greeted with gentle waves of water as she slowly bolted up and rubbed her eyes. While doing such, something chimed on her wrist and she learned it was the red lava ruby and it brought her instant comfortable warmth when she beheld it.

Some of them even entered his orifices. That man was the real Hound El-warthog Dragonia.