Dragon Hunt Book Novels & Stories

Akira suggested as she flipped through the books laying in front of her. She flipped through three more books before settling on the fourth. “Here's something” she said as she passed the book to Rune who took it from her expectantly. “Well then, I hope you're ready for your first lesson.” Akira nodded while Rune read aloud. “Þa Wordes of Dreogan – Of Houndras, the Unwitan Beasts” he read. Akira gave him a confused look and he responded with a shrug of his shoulders.

Whatever," the girl stamped her foot. - We need a target for hunting, I want it to be them! - As you say, my beauty. Why not? He was on his feet in one smooth, incredibly fast movement, looked at his wife. Elena clapped her hands in delight as she watched the dragon's broad, still ghostly wings unfold behind her husband's back. Thanks to my readers for walking with me through out my writing journey of this book. Expect more in few weeks from now.Book two is in process and will be out very soon Thank you and love you all

As he spoke, Lord Barbenheim brought out a book and put it on the table before him. “Lord Barbenheim, what is that?” someone asked in curiosity. Lord Barbenheim grinned. “This book is titled ‘The Guide to Slaying a Dragon.’” When the title of the book was revealed, every martial artist present reacted excitedly. “‘The Guide to Slaying a Dragon’ is a book of ultimate techniques that belonged to the Fox family more than twenty years ago!” someone said with a shocked gasp. When the Fox family had been at the top of the hierarchy pyramid in Grayvale, their ultimate techniques were well-known and very powerful.

“As for the dragon’s appearance, many books describe it differently, each more inconsistent than the last. As for the blue exterior—that comes from an elven seer’s prophecy of what it will look like thousands of years in the future. If I’m not mistaken, what you read was the illustration in Chapter Three of The Constellations of the Nine Realms. The note beneath it clearly states that it’s a prophetic depiction—but since it’s written in Elvish, many readers mistakenly believe it to be the dragon’s true form.” *]:pointer-events-auto scroll-mt-(--header-height)" dir="auto" data-turn-id="da21c723-1221-47dc-a96a-99316a653cdf" data-testid="conversation-turn-81" data-scroll-anchor="false" data-tur

But on the bright side I remember exactly where it is, and more importantly I know what I need to do to complete the ritual to save me and Rod from death. The king pulls a leather book with a black spine off a nearby shelf “The dragon is located in the-“ “I know, he’s in the Appalachian mountains” I cut him off. Those mountains are haunted. I have flashbacks of terrible creatures lurking in the dark waiting to lure you to your death. He shows me a book about the dragons I remember when there were hundreds of them, witches have since hunted them practically into extinction. “They are said to be extinct. I haven’t seen one in nearly 350 years. I’ve heard whispers in the wind that he is still a

"No, that's what the female dragons like to read. I don't have access to warrior books, as only Aaron and his majesty have the keys to the male library." "Hmm, So what are these three books about? Have you read them?" I asked, seeing the first novel was about a princess and a beast, the second book was about a poor lady that had only one wish to marry the wealthiest dragon, and the third one, how to seduce a male dragon.

Due to the stress of everything they wanted to make sure baby was okay. “How did you do it?” Dominic asked gently once everything was set up and working. “Asrar is her lifeline. I never knew his prophecy but when he told me it reminded me of mine. Father told me it years ago before I met Desiree. I thought maybe she was the golden dragon. But when I marked her and she shifted she was blue. She has gold in a few of her scales and her wings membrane is gold. But she isn’t all gold. I however though maybe the prophecy was wrong and kept her close.

In fact, majority of the people had chosen to forget that there was a thirteenth noble house ruled by the Whitby's. All they knew about him was that he had become a religious fanatic who ran a gathering of people who believed in Dragons and the Vita Navitas. "Silver Falcon!" Rhaegal, the head of the bandits called out to him after watching him approach his tent for a while and he turned slowly. The Head of the bandits, Rhaeghal, shifted uncomfortably in his seat. he had heard about the Silver Falcon, but never met the man in person. All the business they did together was always conducted by a middleman of the sorts. He had believed it was so because Silver Falcon was probably too old to stan

There was a circle that was surrounded by huge rocks. We walked to the center of the circle and faced each other. She produced a dagger that had a dragon's head carved into the hilt and a golden chalice. She said, "Please hold out your hands." We each held out our hand and she cut each of our hands and let the blood drip into the chalice as she said, "Chloe, you are now granted a dragon spirit to accompany Saige, your wolf spirit." Then she turned to Aidinth and said, "I need you to breathe a little fire into the chalice." Aidinth breathed fire into the chalice, and she handed it to me as she said, "Chloe, please drink after Aidinth stands behind you and prepares to catch you." Aidinth moves

But his eyes were the worst part—piercing, fiery amber eyes with slit pupils that glowed in the dark fog. A purebred Dragon. The guard leader stepped forward, bowing low. "We brought the Fox, Your Highness. Just as Master Julian promised." The Dragon King did not say a word. He walked toward me, his leather boots crunching against the snow. His heavy predator aura hit the clearing so hard that even Julian's guards stepped back in fear. My Fox ears pinned flat against my head instinctively, my whole body trembling against the ground. He stopped right in front of me, looking down at my dirty clothes, my wrapped hand, and my bruised face.