Dragon Hearted Novels & Stories

As far as I know we are only forbidden to reveal our identity to them, thus I only show myself in disguise. I watched him sleep and every time he is trying to do something bad I try to kill the evil around him. The things are, there are too many evil around him. They love to feed on the bitterness that Harold has in the life he’d been with. The more he harbors it in his heart the stronger they become. We call them Eater, because they only grow when something unholy comes out of the man’s heart. They grow as human desire evil thoughts and even hide anger, lust or any of its kind. Whatever things that are not from the Lord the Eaters were being fed off.

Sylar walked up to me and opened the bottle up. "This is catnip. Dragons are sort of like cats, big cats. This stuff will make any angry dragon calm and relax with a huge smile on it's face. You can give him a pinch of this to play with when he's angry, hard to handle, or misbehaving. You should keep this on you at all times. I should warn you though that older dragons get too happy from this and it'll drive them to want to mate so make sure you don't give this to him when he's older because it won't work. Trust me, you don't want to see a dragon in his mating season. That's where a typical dragon is depicted. Hoards of treasure, possessiveness, dominance, fire, massive size, a huge bed to g

As Mesandre and I left the ring of torches much soberer and quieter than it had previously been, Daerton trailed me. “Go ahead, Mesandre,” I said to my maid, who flushed awkwardly, and gratefully sped off into the night rather than remain in the warlock’s company. “Did you have to break her heart, Daerton?” I scolded him. “I break all their hearts,” he was unrepentant. “If they are foolish enough to give them. But my heart belongs only to you, my Queen. I declare my undying loyalty and devotion, as well as the services of my body whenever you grow tired of the dragon.”

The one my mother told about in the story. Seeing the diamond graffiti written in dark red liquid on its temple, I know it was that dragon. The vetrik Jihn drakon. Its chest began to appear red as if the beast swallowed tons of coals on its throat. Its eyes glowed dark while its huge snout began to open in what seemed to be prepared to release something.

At the Kingdom of Gold Valley, the Lycan Wedding of the Master Dragon and the First Lycan Princess already ended and two hearts that understand, accept, and love each other started to relish the magic of joy and peace in their hearts. “I love you wife; I never thought that I could be as happy as this. As a Dragon, I was born to fight and never to be conquered by love; but you conquered me; my love for you conquered my frigid warrior heart” Dareon said in a whispering manner as he moved closer to her in their soft, king-size bed. The Lycan Princess smiled as she caressed his face. “I love you more my warrior dragon, my mate, my love.” She then showered his face with little kisses until her li

She smiled to herself knowing that doc would probably have a heart attack knowing she was now a powerful dragon. She sighed deeply, the one that should know everything was the one man that wasn’t beside her right now. Her heart yearned for him and even though he felt it he didn’t understand. She knew it wasn’t going to be easy but she would make the track, whether dragon or human, across the world to find him. She had to, she felt it her duty to. With everything they had been through she owed him that much. He owed her an explanation as to why he left. No matter how hard she thought, she couldn’t figure it out. Drezic was right and she knew it. He loved her for her so he couldn’t have run no

Drakaina will be part of her – forever. When Hana was in the cave back on the mountain where she and Seraphina took a long trip just to get the dragon’s quest. While battling between Hana and herself – Drakaina, even she knew it was impossible for her to defeat her own other self. The darkness within her is more powerful than she thought.

Rydstorm placed his fork down, "maybe, what is your father's name?" "Lucian Murdoch, but he gave me a book with the name Nightwing on it." Catori informed. Rydstorm opened his mouth, then closed it. "Sorry, I shouldn't be saying all this." Catori apologised. "No, it's just that I haven't heard the name Nightwing in a while. He was one of the most exalted dragons'" Rydstorm said. "So you are a dragon." Catori sounded excited. Rydstorm rubbed at his chin while watching Catori intently.

"I want you to tell me the story of the dragons again. I know it's a legend now, but I like to call it a story." I see her smiling. "It has been years since you asked me for it," she states. "I thought I grew up enough for stories." "And now what has changed?" "I have started to forget it, and I want to refresh it in my memory again. There is a point that I have entirely forgotten, and I want to recover it ". "Fine then. Here it comes. Many years ago, dragons discovered the supreme good that the Earth could offer to any of its creatures. A red gem, which the king of dragons named "The Heart of Magic" because of its shape, resembled a heart.

He then asked Drake to take out his heart with his sharp dragon claws. "Do it now, Drake. Even if you don't, I'll still die,” said Anna in a weak voice. At that moment, Drake felt himself to be the weakest being in the entire universe. He couldn't do anything, even to protect the girl he loved the most. Drake finally stopped the war by using Anna's heart that sparkled like a ruby, then drove the elves from human civilization. I don't know where they went, but they were never seen again. The tragedy left Drake never truly happy again. However, Drake feels alive again when June comes into his life.