Dragon Gir Novels & Stories

Lizzy mused. “They looked at me as if I was a bug to squash,” Chloe said bitterly. “Perhaps, if they knew your origin, they’d think differently,” Lizzy offered. “Now, tell me about the dragon part. How marvelous to be able to transform into such a majestic beast. How very lucky. Did you know that there is a planet in the Oobla galaxy that has some of the most advanced scientific minds in the universe and these minds are housed within the bodies of dragons? Your Tristan is a blessed soul.”

Naomi asked further. "Then you die," Daegal stated bluntly but upon seeing the fear in Naomi's eyes, he explained more. "I do not doubt that he will choose you too. Dragons are extremely intelligent and invaluable beasts. They can sense evil intent from a mile away." "Is that why Dreygor almost ate me?" Daegal chuckled. In a singular move, he tugged Naomi on top of him and placed a soft kiss on her lips, catching her bottom lip between his teeth and sucking gently.

She told me that it had been a while since her dragon was out. “I just worry. I haven’t shifted in so long.” I state. “Everything is going to be fine. My dragon is terribly excited to meet Gemma.” Dray says. “Oh shit, I just realized that I don’t know the names of your dragons.” I blurt out. “Grendel is my dragon's name,” Dray tells me. “My dragon’s name is Haldor,” Drake states.

Kiri smiled, a little impressed she knew, “They take the main form of whatever non-dragon race the parent is, with a skill of their parent dragon. They became rare as dragons started to lose interest in the other races, and once the dragonkin mated again, some offspring did not even look dragon-touched, but some took on the form of drakken.” “Grub hears scary lady is scared of lizard,” Grub said loudly, drawing everyone’s attention. He was holding a shiny silver-bladed dagger that had an ornate golden hilt with strange runes etched into, with a wrapped leather pommel and was twirling it around while he spoke. Everyone burst out laughing except Grub, Kiri included, “F**k, that has to be the b

Wind buffeted them, and Rurik stared across the Moscow skyline, searching for the building Charlotte was being held in. The hunters stumbled back as the massive flat roof suddenly got crowded. Three great dragons landed just yards away from them. They ranged in color from blue, to white, to green, their clawed feet scraping against the concrete. "Holy shit," Meg gasped. Rurik laughed. "The blue dragon is Grigori, the green dragon is Mikhail, and the white dragon is Piper, Mikhail's wife. Tie your gear to their legs. Anything you can't hold on to during flight." He glanced at Meg, who stared in awe at the snow-white dragon that was Piper. She reached up to touch her, and Piper bumped her hand

Elizabeth packs her beautiful blond hair in a ponytail as she widens her red ruby eyes as well in suspense. “Dragons!”Historia begins. “Those scary looking, regal gigantic birds, with ginormous bar-like wings and heads like huge lizards clustered with horns and impregnable scales. They have long bard tails like armored horses, and sharp-clawed teeth that can rip you apart and chew your bones. They spit out volcanic fire that can devour a whole city.

Shia asked nervously. “No idea,” I replied calmly. “A golden winged dragon,” she said, trying hard to suppress her excitement. “A four-winged one!” “Really? Four wings? That’s amazing! Shia, you’re rich!” “Too bad it’s already been imprinted.” Imprinting—that was one of the reasons golden winged dragons were worth far more than silver ones. A golden dragon recognizes only one master. Once imprinted, it will never acknowledge anyone else. Loki was truly despicable. He must have anticipated that I might sell the egg at auction, so he had it imprinted before sending it.

Elder Michael said. “Of course Elder,” Megan said and stood up. I wasn’t permitted to go with her so I waited with Felix while Megan left with all three Elders into an adjoining room and I could feel the moment Kaida separated from Megan. She was a beautiful dragoness, silvery white in colour and about half the size of Abeloth, which made her a tad smaller than a violet dragon.

There were trees that bordered the property all around us and kept the prying eyes of neighbouring land owners away from us. Every year my parents had to attend the Illinois Dragonkin Ball which consisted of seventeen year old teens eager to meet their bonded halves or to complete the ceremony in front of the Elders. According to my father Bazzoit had spoken to Typhon in the dragon realm and they had altered how the ceremonies worked.

“Who presents this newest member to the pack?” Richard asked as he stood on the dais. The pack members were all seated at the tables and I stood next to Kiran. “I, Kiran Sinclair, Alpha of the Southern Alaskan Pack,” he answered. “Present your member to the pack,” Richard said to him. “I present Levi Montgomery Sinclair, son of Georgina Sinclair, taken at the age of two and raised human and unaware, born of the Southern Alaskan pack under Female Alpha Georgina Sinclair,” Kiran said.