Dragon Land Book Novels & Stories

“You are the Commander, but you cannot command destiny. You cannot touch her because your aura will crush her. You cannot reject her because the bond will kill you both. You are trapped, Draven. We are looking at a living nightmare.” I closed my eyes, forcing Karl’s furious roars into a corner of my mind. We've heard stories of dragons tearing themselves apart because they could not survive the loss. True mates were rare precisely because the bond was merciless. It gave everything or destroyed everything. “Then she stays ignorant. I stay away and pray to the Creator that the world never finds out what she is to me.”

“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

[Carnelia] I never expected that the name that would spring from her lips would be the same as the name I first encountered at the beginning of this adventure, in the pages of a children’s book read to me by my mate before I even understood what a mate really was. Even before I knew what it was to be a dragon, that name had importance to me. That book was the first book I ever read. My name, Carnelia, was picked from its pages. Oaestr is the mother of all dragonkind. The first of us. Surely she isn’t that Oaestr. I’m not even sure that she was ever anything more than a fantasy story told to hatchlings to help them make sense of the confusing world we live in.

Contrasting the size of the blue dragon to the magnificent emerald dragon Cameron had become when he flew her back to the keep yesterday evening made her more and more convinced it must’ve been Glynis, for the dragon had been slender, delicate, and had some kind of feminine quality that was difficult to explain, aside from details like smaller paws—though her claws had been amply deadly. Even now, Brenna wasn’t certain if Glynis had set out only to frighten her, or if she’d intended to kill her when she attacked. It seemed like her aim had been off, and Brenna taking refuge in the thick growth of trees had prevented the dragon from attacking a second time.

On the desk sat a large white covered book with gold dragons on the cover. Rain walked to the desk and waited for me to sit down before she opened the book and scooted it closer to me. She then sat on the corner of the desk facing me and said” If you read this part of the mate book you will understand the mating ceremony. After I will tell you about how Reya is and what to expect from us as your mate.” I looked into her eyes for a few seconds and then began to read. The book was old but the pages were pristine and the letters in gold. It didn’t take me long to read the few pages on mating a dragon woman. I now understood why Rain held apart of herself back from me. Dragons, no matter the gen

Laryn Sir Orland Locksy is a weasel in every sense of the word. I hate him and I hate the realm he lives in. Mucky skies, putrid air, and immoral people. I call it hell's realm. It's also my favorite place to collect treasure. My dragon brothers and I have been many times. It's always a challenge and, best of all, dangerous. I should feel apprehensive bringing my bride here, but what I feel is exhilaration clear to the tip of my dragon's tail.

Among the Six, he's the only one who doesn't seem uptight like the rest of them. For the rest of my stay in the hospital, I keep receiving visits from Landon and Dakota's family as well. I have gathered information about my mission. Apparently, I am to find the seals. Moreso, I can only do that if I stick to a particular person who bears the name, Dashiell Gryphon. According to Landon, he's a dragon Lord who wants to use the seals for evil purposes. To worsen it all, he's the jerk who had murdered me. I'm willing to do my best. ..

Landon put her down on the ground and she went towards the other people. Perks of being the chosen one, Landon found out for the first time that he could turn into a half dragon. His wings were out and his fangs grew bigger. His skin was already replaced with the dragon scales. His tail came out and the dragon claws were replaced by the fingers. He wanted to check if he could really use his powers the way a real dragon could use. Landon flapped his wings and went towards the burning mansion. He opened his mouth wide and started sucking the air. In a moment, the fire flew towards Landon's mouth. Landon swallowed the fire as if it was nothing but whiskey.

Narleen panicked as she looked at him before they fell back on Rosalie. “I call to the Golden Dragon. Use my strength and appear.” Rosalie spoke as she held out her hand palm facing the sky. Out of her palm shot sheets of gold that floated into a beautiful dragon shape. She lifted her other hand and purple floated out of her hand forming her purple dragon. “You stand between a mothers dream and her son. Now you will feel the wrath.”

He turned his head to look back at both Selene and Drath. “My reasons are none of your concerns, my daughter will not die, nor will she mate a surface dweller. None of that matters now, I am one step closer to finding what I have been looking for.” The Ocean God said turning to look at both, the Moon Goddess, and the Dragon King. He pulled out a very old book. It was super thin and look like it would fall apart if it was handled roughly. The Moon Goddess recognized it immediately and stepped back. “What, how didn’t you find it? How did you even get close to it?” The Moon Goddess stuttered looking at the book.