Dragon Monarch Novels & Stories

He frowns slightly. “I have only ever heard of something like it. The stories of the past say it is the sign of the true ruler… They say the very first Dragon was born with a gold crown engraved into his forehead. I thought it was a fable… a myth, but we are proof that it is not a myth,” Agnarr says, brushing his fingers across my forehead. “Also, I think it suited you perfectly. Yet another sign that you are all I need and I was right in making you the Drækaari.” His face becomes serious and I tilt my head.

This bright light remained pulsing until a body appeared, followed by a roar. Axel’s dragon finally showed itself to me, and it was as magnificent and as fearsome as I remembered it. Under my marine-trained eye, it was obvious how sizeable he was compared to the others, and he had the most eye-catching scales—a golden color; however, I could just be biased because he was my mate. Each dragon has its own uniqueness, and this uniqueness could never be compared to the others. It spread its wings and roared. The dragons and the people behind me roared and shouted, respectively. Then Axel flew down, lowering his head slowly so that I could touch its snout.

"The Dragon Monarch you're talking about must be our Dragon Clan's strongest dragon, the War God Winged Rain-dragon, right?" "Rain-dragon?" Samuel frowned slightly. "Heh heh, once the dragon tail is drawn, it will form a river. It will allow everyone in the world to survive. With a single kick from the dragon's foot, it will be able to open the dragon gate, allowing countless beasts to have a way to ascend to the dragon clan. His body is huge, and when it spreads, it can fill the sky, and when it curls up, it can be inserted into a pinhole. With the wind and clouds around him, he will also have dragon wings with him. He is simply handsome. Even if he turns int

So this time, he took his plan to craft out his plan. They're embacked on the journey to the waterfall. It was said that in the waterfall, lived a water dragon of a rare type. The dragon wasn't like normal dragons. It was sea blue in color, and had a head similar to that of a horse. It wasn't very dreadful yet who won't be scared confronting a water dragon who was rumored to have the ability to also talk to humans. The dragon had a special love for beautiful things and something like a crown could be said to be one of such.

The baby smiled as he slept, as if dreaming. "You even smile, you little brat. " The creature retorted as Damian smiled. "You are such an actor. " Liana looked up at him, with eyes filled with anger, wonder and confusion. He definitely sensed that and began, " Human, do you have any idea who you are dealing with right now? Do you? Of course you don't. I am the king and lord of the mighty Dragon realm. The one and only ruler of the blessed dynasty, the robust and fearsome, Draco. "

“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.

I’m just human. I’ve heard the name “Black Dragon” in every dangerous mission. All of them succeeded. I wasn’t even aware that he is younger than me. But now, upon knowing him, I know I felt jealous or envious of him. I know jealousy won’t help in the kind of job I have. Se7en always say, “Don’t allow jealousy to enter your heart and mind. It will become a monster that will devour and destroy you anytime.” I always tried to follow it though I know I don’t need it before because I’m the best of Dark Knight. But now that Black Dragon arrived, I dunno if I can still obey it. I sighed and glanced at him. *End of Flashback*

If it thought it was me then. "Who am I and what am I?" I asked. " Danae Ravdylon. Bearer of the Ice Dragon." It managed to sound dry even with its kind of voice. I folded my arms and nodded. "So, you're an ice dragon and I carry you. Fair enough." It flapped its wings again. "I am 'THE' Ice Dragon. The only one. The bearers may expire but I live forever. Only I. For another to be born, I have to expire."

My dad and I step into the clearing, in the garden area behind the events center. I feel the shift starting, before I even have time to get undressed. I hear my bones snapping and rearranging, and the pain is like nothing I've ever felt before. I scream and double over in pain. As I hit the grown on my knees, Crimson says, “It’s almost over, try and relax.” As I mentally roll my eyes the pain stops. I open my eyes, and what I see shocks me, my dragon stands 12 feet tall, and has a 6 foot long tail. Her scales are red with purple outlines around them, and she has large wings that reach a total of 8 feet across, when fully open. Her wings are purple with Red outlines, opposite of her scales. A

As her dragon glided along warm currents, tracking Ragnar's mate, she looked up from the valleys below and beheld a breathtaking sight. In the distance flew a gigantic white dragon, her crests were tinged a dusky pink, and Titan felt she'd never seen a beast so beautiful. This must be the Queen's dragon. Beating her wings to lessen the distance between them, Titan had to put real effort in to catch up, and she was puffing before she reached the Queen's tail. There she noticed the real struggle taking place.