Dragon Poor Novels & Stories

I asked. He hesitated, sudden silence growing between us. "Don’t cut corners, Jasper," I warned in a sharp tone. "Spill it all." "You’re not gonna like this but I'll say it anyway." He said with a sigh. "Remember the guy who approached Penny at school? Claimed to be her daddy’s friend?" My back straightened. "Yeah?" "Well, I did a full sweep on his image after pulling it from the school’s parking lot footage. That guy’s name is Dragon, real name still digging but he’s a known rogue, Chloe. His record is long: assault, extortion, even some unconfirmed drug-related activity."

Zayn denied with concern and silence . Mars wanted to take over to turn Zayn immediately He was also huge, but of course not as big as the one who just disappeared. His color is brown by the color of his hair He growled violently in Darkle's face as a warning to him to run after him at the smell of his frightened companion Her father changed her father's cry , "If you go now, consider yourself without a herd ." She sat under the tree, her body trembling from what she experienced minutes ago of indescribable horror

They have seen my combed mane and already know my mate is a groomer. The old bastard, Drokk, is the worst of them. He is already lying on his side in the clearing with his belly exposed, like he has been waiting all day for someone to notice him. His mane is patchy, his antlers are cracked, and his tail is thumping against the dirt with such pathetic enthusiasm that I want to bite it off.

she muttered, her eyes fixed on the stage ahead. As they turned their attention to the unsettling figure on the stage, Dagon, the assumed master of the Tyrex wolves, a collective shudder ran through the group. Dagon's form, visibly decayed, was a chilling sight to behold as he stood next to Lyra and other figures. The sudden arrival of a group of prisoners only added to the eerie atmosphere, and they watched in horror as Dagon extracted their souls, his body rejuvenating before their very eyes. "Ew," Zena exclaimed, her disgust evident in her tone. "This Dagon character is something else."

When they are all dressed and still sleeping in their beds I take a moment to simply hold my mate as I plant a kiss on her head. My eyes clothes as I think of the journey that everyone has had. A lone smoke jumper dragon, a surly head security guard dragon, an alpha dragon, a dragon assassin and a dragon chef all changed. One could consider it the beginning of a bad joke if they didn't believe in love at all. But the best punchline ever… Those dragons and their dragon babies all lived happily ever after. THE END!!!!!

Azura- “Are you ready?” I knocked on the bathroom door, where mine and Cyran’s sixteen-year-old daughter was getting ready. “Almost!” Angel yelled although it wasn’t necessary since I could hear her clearly. Tonight was the anniversary of Dragon’s becoming exposed. Everyone called it D-day. This meant that now that Angel had her Dragon, she could fly with her father for the first time instead of as a rider. I was a little envious of them now that they could fly around freely. Somedays I wished that I had become a Dragon and could fly with them.

She said and I held on to her tightly. "I would take you somewhere to help wash away the pain," She said using the mind link. I nodded in response. I laid down on her back, running my hands on her scales, dragons were indeed magical creatures, they were beautiful. After some minutes, we arrived at a special place, the scenery was extremely beautiful. The pasture was far greener than any pasture I had ever seen. " This was the place I was born," Drogo said. "It's beautiful," I said bursting into tears," It's very beautiful," I said laughing my pain all out.

she moved her attention to the other side of the plate, "These are dragons. And this here, what looks like a modest crown…." "Ok, honey, but what this all means? What is it?" Ethan was the first one to voice what everyone thought. Once she was back on the sofa, she spoke: "Roughly? A daughter of the dragon will tame the fire. And I'm pretty sure that fire here is not a literal fire." Everyone took their seats, still not understanding what this was all about. Kate and Richard were staring at Sarah long enough for everyone else to notice, so they looked at Sarah too.

“I say we just grab him,” Felix said. We were on the roof of an apartment building behind a row of houses as we surveyed the house in front of us. The man living in the house was named Oliver Carnegie and he was an exiled dragon. His house was on a quiet residential street along with all the other nice houses.

Jhogo shouted at the crowd from horseback, snapping his whip, "make way, make way for the Mother of Dragons. Reclining on cool satin cushions, Xaro Xhoan Daxos poured ruby-red wine into matched goblets of jade and gold, his hands sure and steady despite the sway of the palanquin. "I see a deep sadness written upon your face, my light of love." He offered her a goblet. "Could it be the sadness of a lost dream