Dragon Golden Novels & Stories

Tristan paced in front of the white marble steps of the great hall that was made of equally white marble while he waited for his grandmother to produce Chloe. She’d called him on his connector - which he learned functioned in a way similar to surface earth’s cellular telephone- to tell him that, although still not comfortable with the fact that she was in the land of giant hybrids, Chloe agreed to go before the king for Tristan’s sake. He clung to that spark of kindness, telling himself that great fires could come from the tiniest of sparks. There was still hope that she would move past the fact that he was part dragon and return his love.

When he wanted to, he could look like a purely murderous creature. His dragon was equally as impressive. He was still small, considering he was only seventeen, but he was a deep ruby red dragon. Garren confirmed that he was a fire dragon, and with time he would be able to emit enough heat to melt gold with just a touch of his fingers. He could already make small flames form in his palms.

Each Archdragon was blessed with the gift to control the element they were born with. There was the Archdragon of Earth a magestic golden brown color, much like the, color of sand kissed by the sun; his name was Alluvium, he ruled over the element of earth itself… the lush green fields and fertile soil were all under his command, the humans believed that if they had a good year of crop growth and fertile lands;that the Earth dragon was in a good mood or happy with them. If they could not find any wild animals to hunt or their crops failed to flourish, it meant that Alluvium was upset or angered depending on the gravity of the situation.

He has mine and he always will, even if he chooses to cast it aside. As I walk through the main entry area, I hear a crash and yelling outside. “Lab Dragon!” “Uppity, arrogant elf!” I recognize the two voices, Daichi is the dragon and Fenian is the elf. Lab dragon has become a very derogatory term for the dragons that aren’t technically ‘real’ dragons, but they aren’t hybrids either. Daichi was created in The Chief’s lab with Avani’s DNA. Fenian comes from Yhendorn’s elven troupe, a pure elf.

Ganzorig was much taller than the average Salamander. His hair was in a top knot and he had a long thin nose that was aquiline and raptorlike. His skin was bronzed while his eyes, always half-open, belied his violent nature. He wore chain mail on his huge arms and steel gauntlets on his hands; wide chains crisscrossed his bare chest. This was the trademark attire of the Kanebori-shu or Gold-diggers. They were fire Slayers lured from distant regions by the gold rush, renowned for their skill in demolitions and explosives like nitroglycerine. Many of them had been recruited by the Khaganate to become siege-engineers and sappers in wartime.

She replied with some good questions. “It’s too early to tell if there is to be another war, I knew this would be hard for you due to you dad’s passing in the last one, I would listen to Sapphire if she has advised that there will be then this might be the case and you will be ready. You are strong and powerful in your own right and the goddess always has a plan. I think she might be the only golden wolf; this could be a great thing being very rare or could be bad as some might seek you out for selfish reasons.” I explained as she nodded along with my answers.

Opening the door, I peek out and see the black haired beauty staring back at me. “Hello,” I said, looking down at my bare feet. Not willing to look up, I get distracted when a glowing light comes from my rib cage. Getting this tickling feeling, I lift my shirt and take a look. Blue dragons with ice spitting from their mouths are shaped into a yin and yang sign. The glowing gets brighter, so I shield my eyes before looking down once more. My blue dragons turned into one blue and one red dragon, seeming to battle each other. Shock and disbelief come from the man in front of me. I hear a groan sound from behind him and look around his shoulder to see the same stranger I thought I had dreamed ab

Vaelora asked. "Exactly." He nodded. "The Golden Dragon plays a pivotal role. It connects the DragonBorns to their god; Bahamut. The god of fire." "Bahamut." Vaelora tasted the name on her tongue. "How?" "That is where the Power Surge Ritual comes in. It is a ritual which revives the magic of fire within all Dragonborns and their dragons, and it is carried out every decade. Bahamut passes his gift of flame through the Golden Dragon, who disperses it across the land, to the other dragons.”

Sage pulled out her phone, checking the latest updates. "It's trending everywhere. #DragonCoinMiracle is the top hashtag globally." "Miracle," Xaihuang repeated with a bitter laugh. "Humans always frame destruction in such poetic terms." Lysithea gestured to a holographic display at the centre of the room. It showed what looked like a weather map of the United States, but instead of rain and temperature, it displayed swirling patterns of energy, mostly gold and blue, concentrating around major cities, "That's the current resonance field," Marcus explained, pointing to the swirling patterns. "The gold represents fire affinity, and blue is water. Other elemental signatures appear as their resp

Trigger Warning Hello Lovely Readers, Thank you for taking the time to read A Baby for the Dragon. This book is a breeder kink one and has some talk of infertility with the main female lead but will result in a pregnancy for our dragon and his mate. There will be tons of unprotected sex and lots of dirty talk, the sex will be super graphic and if that’s not something you enjoy that’s okay. There are plenty of other books out there for you, just maybe not this one.