Dragon Eyes Book Novels & Stories

Ona had been the one to show me that it was a history of sorts, a retelling of the foundations of the master lines from which all other dragon varieties diverge, "What if I were to tell you that Oestre had no mate?" He pulls out another book, one bound in black fabric and sewn with silver thread. "That the mother of us all was herself a universal dragon. A lone traveler from another universe who dreamed this realm into reality." Bringing the book to a table he opens it to reveal a wonderous illustration. Etched in metallic ink, it shows a beautiful golden dragon surrounded by shadow. "Oestre wasn't the first dragon. She was the last one," he reads the symbols on the edge of the pages, a lang

Hopefully you'll enjoy the next generation of Guardians as much as you enjoyed the first trilogy. Also, if you haven't tried it, I have a book out called The Arena. It's the first in the Elemental Dragons series. It's very different from this world of the Guardians. That book is filled with shifters and, you guessed it, dragons. That series is intended to have four books, one for each dragon.

I warn. As Flavius continues farther into the room, the SpitFires begin to crowd him, taking in his scent. These dragons, though small compared to me, are the size of large horses. Their tails flicker back and forth as they continue to sniff him. Flavius wades through the crowd of dragons until he comes upon a SpitFire much smaller than the rest.

I resisted the lure and tried to wake my sleeping dragon again. "I was not asking."He said and his voice came out in layers,causing my attention to snap to him and i barely noticed her stir at the change. His eyes started to burn like liquid fire and his nostrils flared. He grunted in displeasure and shut his eyes tightly. I stood rooted to the spot,noting the way his skin flickered from its normal tone to being cloaked with fire,the way his claws retracted and grew out again and the quick appearance and disappearance of...wings.

Loukas explained. I noticed that Kaelayni and Mykynzye gave each other a look when Loukas said that about dragon shifters, but I will address that later. Alaexys, Jaylin, Dareia, Danallae and Laehya all had dragons sitting on their shoulders. They were the size of house cats. Not the other cats that have been here for a few days that think they are lap sized. Alaexys had a pink dragon sitting on her shoulder. I was not surprised that it was pink. Just about everything about her is pink. Jaylin’s little dragon was green like an emerald. Dareia had a little black dragon which would go back and forth between her and Donte. Danallae’s dragon reminded me of a ruby. It was dark red and shimmery. T

Mother gone out of the little girl’s room and returned with an old thick bounded book, “Mommy, I saw this book in daddy’s place.” Mother opened the old thick bounded book and carefully turned the pages, “Baby girl, and don’t touch it. Let me do it for you.” The little girl asked, “What’s this dot is called?” Mother replied wisely to make her daughter understand, “This white mountain on the west is called Ayruzglow kingdom. Dragons lived there.” The little girl asked with a curious tone, “Oh, wow. Are we dragons? I don’t find my wings? Can I Fly?”

His head moved to bow to me too, and I raced to return the gesture before moving forward. The same happened when I passed by Ryle—the smoky violet dragon, Rohan—the flaming red dragon, Aldric—the desert orange beast, Egan—the ochre behemoth, Elvira—with her white scales, and the twins, Kelan and Declan—proud of their metallic blue shade. They were all beautiful beasts I had the pleasure of knowing. They were all deadly too. Very deadly. I certainly don’t want to cross them in the future. I was so engrossed with their generous treatment that I only noticed the path to the stage already on the water. I was past the shoreline now and I was surrounded with water on both sides.

The clatter was loud, banging through the hall and echoing off the stones, thundering in the small space between us. Everything clicked back into place and I heard a low growl. I didn't think, I just moved. I turned ready to run. I knew, at that moment, that I couldn't be caught. Dracula had been angry enough at me, but there was something else in his voice, a warning. And now, I was face to face with two dragons, two dragons who knew that I had overheard their secrets. Two dragons that were planning something dangerous, something bad. Two dragons that didn't seem to care about the rules.

“We will discuss this later.” She motioned for her soldiers to follow her and headed in the direction of the sounds. When they came upon the large room, the vampires and the werewolf were still bent over while Chloe lay in a heap between them. Verona’s eyes went fiery red at the sight of a half-dozen dragons filling up the room. Her voice was rich with hostility as she hissed, “You dare step foot in Meta territory?” “Spare me,” Myriana said as she set fire to Verona with her breath.

Then Black Dragon spoke. “Hello. I’m Black Dragon of Dark Knight, 18. But just call me JD outside.” He said with a smirk. I gulped. He’s not even offering his hand for us to shake. He’s not even sharing anything more about himself. Just like that. His aura radiates confidence and no fear. But I can also sense a feeling of excitement and loneliness at the same time. I shook my head. It’s confusing. I sighed. Sean-hyung looked at me. “Something wrong, Hawkeye?” he asked.