Dragon Poor Novels & Stories

A knock on the door made me move the quilt lower to ask who it was. "High Lord Tymon has asked that I bear food and fruits to you, my Lady." A tiny voice came from the other side of the door. A brownie, perhaps. I turned my back to the door. "I'm not hungry. Later." I said. I vaguely registered a sigh and shuffling of feet as the brownie left. "What the history will not tell you is that Dragons were not created by Luna. We existed. Even before Luna." I blinked at that, but said nothing, lest I interrupt her. "Before Luna, the mother, there were other gods that ruled the world. There were beings that walked the earth that were feared. Some still do. Like

Dragons controlled the business empire, growing wealthy off of humans' ignorance, while a life of crime was the most the wolves could look forward to. Bitterness grew in Gio, and his heart hardened as he witnessed how hard his father hustled to put food on the table. How was it fair that they lived in squaller while the dragons grew fat and lazy off the wealth. One day Gio would turn things around, and the wolves would rule in Desdayos again. Maybe then a new day would dawn—the day of the werewolves.

Philip slapped him again and said solemnly, “Did I allow you to stand up?” Dumbo’s angry words got stuck in his throat. He glanced at the people around him and Aaron who was standing beside Philip. He swallowed his anger as he knelt on the floor and said with a snort, “Young Patriarch Clarke, although I don’t know your background, seeing the respect shown by Captain Dole to you, you must be an extraordinary figure. In that case, I have to remind you that the person behind me is not a pushover either! He has the title of the Third Dragon King of the Northwest Mystic City!”

Mother Goddess- My child is ready to take her place among the corners but it is not my place to give her the throne of the dark-lings, that right is of her fathers who has yet to come to me. Drago is a man of mystery and his many centuries as a feral beast have changes his mind and heart to stone, only allowing his beloved daughter and grandsons in. “I no you’re here” he says from his place at the plush chair in front of the fireplace.

Shawn greeted Drake with a grin. Drake laughed at his words. "Yaa, I have this one last thing to take care of before concentrating on my wedding" Drake confessed. Shawn looked at him expectantly. "What is it?" he asked. "There is this red dragon named Cameron Diaz in the human world. I want you to inform all the green Dragons to search for him as soon as possible. This is impossible. He is a criminal. He offended the mate of a black dragon. I am sure you would know that there are black dragons as well" Drake said, pointing out the obvious.

The three men trudge up the stairs. The group meets up in the Alpha's office. Luke makes himself comfortable on the couch. Jones is content to stand in the corner while Matias and Diana make themselves comfortable behind his desk. "ALPHA!" One of the pack warriors runs in. "A dragon is here. He is insisting on talking to Beta Liam!" Diana straightens her back. "Did the dragon happen to give his name?" The wolf guard nods. "Yes, he said he was a Celtic Dragon of Fertility. Goes by Drogo." Diana's eyes beam in hope. "Show him in at once."

My fated mate shut me out of our bond for the ninety-ninth time just as the last spark of dragonfire inside me began to die. I walked into the Oath Hall of Obsidian Keep alone. Black stone stretched beneath my feet, cold enough to bite through my slippers, and every step made the cracked channels around my dragon core grind deeper into my chest. “I’m here to renounce the Obsidian Court and dissolve my life-bond with the Dragon Lord.” The clerk took in my bloodless face and lowered his voice. “Lady Ashton, once I set the seal, the Court will no longer be required to protect you. Are you certain?” My dragonfire had been unstable since birth, leaving me weaker than most dragonkin. When I was te

Mango asked curiously. "This is the Nove Dragon Pool. The legend says that the Dragon King, who was the god of rain, had nine sons. His sons were trapped here as a punishment for breaking the Heavenly Law, and the people here suffered a lot because of the drought. Although the Dragon King wanted to make it rain, he could not do anything since the Jade Emperor did not order him to do so. Therefore, he could only watch the people suffer. Many of the children and women died because of the drought, and the crops all dried up too. Thus, the people came here to pray for the gods and seek protection. When the Nine Dragons knew that, they decided to help make this place rain because they knew that t

He ran as fast as his short legs could carry him, panting words of prayers. The shrill sound came again and he hid underneath a tree where the bird wouldn’t see him. He thanked the God for his height. Unfortunately the bird landed and he knew his luck was running out. It’s gigantic claws dug through the ground and it’s wings brushed away leaves from trees. His mouth dropped for he was seeing the legendary seven foot eagle called “Dark Dragon”. It’s owner never accepted it was just a very big eagle and called it a ‘dragon’. The bird began catching a sent make the dwarf scurry to a small lake.