Dragon Heart Novels & Stories

Zector inquired, intrigued. "This is Dragon’s Blood," Gunner explained. "I once dispatched tens of thousands of people to search throughout Dragoria, digging a hundred meters deep. Eventually, we discovered a Draco Vein and gathered one hundred drops of Draco Vein Essence over several decades." "And what exactly is a Draco Vein?" Zector asked. Before Gunner could respond, Bruno interjected, "Dragoria derives its name from the appearance of a divine dragon in ancient times. A Draco Vein forms at the site of where such a divine dragon passes away."

Erik then offered the flasks to Director Bones and the Aurors. "Drink it." Director Bones looked at the flasks and back to Erik. Her question was evident in her face. "Juice of Dragon Fruit cultivated by True Dragons. Better than coffee and pepper-up for normal humans. You guys seem to need it. It will give you all about twelve hours of energy." Erik explained to them. "I heard about it…" Said the gruffy looking Auror, Alastor Moody. "That stuff is very rare." He took one flask and started casting diagnoses on it. Erik shrugged the comment.

Tove asked. Sweetcheeks shrugged. "I don't know. Like I said, I've only known one other." I turned to Drace. "Do you have someone you trust who could share their information with us?" She nodded. "Yeah. But it will take him a hot minute to get here. He's in Ireland with my thunder." "Thunder?" Sweetcheeks asked. I was glad she asked first. I had no idea what Drace was talking about. "A thunder of dragons. Much like a herd of sheep or cattle. A murder of crows. The official name for a group of dragons." Drace smiled. "I can call him, have him start flying over."

"Did you say there's a dragon beneath the cave? I thought all the dragons died out thousands of years ago?" "You also thought that unicorns and werewolves were legends until a year ago. Here we are living among you now, so who's to say that dragons aren't real and walking this earth as well. There is a great dragon beneath the cave and his name is Draco. Draco is a great green dragon with hot fire and tough scales. His eyes are yellow and his tongue is red and he wants all the world of men to be dead. The last time he saw a human he burned them alive. I think you should tell him that you are a witch. That should save your life."

“Were you planning on placing her before the king without warning her what to expect? Did you want her to be traumatized all over again when King Edgar turns into a dragon in order to fly up to his chair, only to revert back to a man when he is seated? Did you intend to keep her in the dark about what she carries in her belly? Believe me, son, if she was not pregnant before, I cannot believe she is not now. Venom or not. You have been with her far too many times for your seed not to take hold. She says she loves you. How can she love you when she knows not what you truly are? You must tell her and you must tell her now.” “Your king turns into a dragon?” she gasped as she inched away from

“How is this possible?” “It hurts,” I said, feeling tears fill my eyes. “Oh Amelia,” he said pulling me closer as he turned the water off, he leaned over grabbing a towel before wrapping me in it. “I think I figured out what else you are.” “What?” “You, my love, are a dragon.” He said, resting his hands against my cheeks. “It’s got to be very diluted, but it’s there, or you wouldn’t have been able to claim me. Only a dragon can make a claim like this.” He said, tracing his fingers over the pale angry marks on his chest with a soft expression. They looked similar to Marcus’ but different.

"My grandmother... was she...?" "Dragon," Xaihuang confirmed with something approaching sympathy. "Shadow affinity, from the look of your manifestations. Probably went dormant during one of the great migrations and never fully awakened again." On the massive display, the real-time data streams showed another surge in DragonCoin activity. Each transaction now created visible ripples across the magical resonance field, like stones thrown across a pond. Ah, why do we so freak out Dr. Ashworth? Sage asked my dragon something wasn’t adding up, and it wasn’t to do with the code, she could feel it.

Overall Lana’s dragon was a beautiful petite dragon. Adonis' dragon had a copper base color with dark green accent scales peeking out underneath the top layer of copper in certain areas. His tail, talons, and body size were all mostly in comparison with Draven but just a tad smaller. Harris quickly looked forward when he felt Draven begin to descend. A small cottage tucked close to the mountain on the north side came into view.

“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

The reason she was named Angel was due to the fact that her Dragon was an Angel Aura quartz color. We hadn’t changed her name when she shifted for the first time. Unlike other Dragons, she had also been born with a Dragon Stone, which was the Angel Aura quartz. The Stone was beautiful, with a white base and a mixture of iridescent colors. She was the most beautiful Dragon that I have ever seen. Depending on how the light hit her, her coloring would shimmer with a colorful aura. The Stone had been named correctly because whenever I saw it, she looked like an Angel.