Dragon Prince Memes Novels & Stories

As the evening progressed, we delved into discussions about the old dragon culture, reminiscing about the traditions and customs that had shaped our people for generations. "The old dragon culture was a rich deep of rituals and beliefs," Alaric began, his eyes alight with nostalgia. "Our ancestors had a deep connection with nature and the elements. They believed in the harmony of the universe and the balance between the dragon kingdom and the human world." Boaz nodded, intrigued by the tales of old. "I've heard stories of the dragon festivals and the ceremonies they held to honor the spirits of the land and sky." "Yes, those festivals were vibrant and full of life," Alaric confirmed. "They w

“Let’s not waste time pretending this is a misunderstanding.” Darion swallows. “You don’t understand what Malrec is offering,” he says hoarsely. I stop directly in front of him. “No,” I reply. “I understand perfectly.” His eyes brighten slightly, as though he believes he has found a sliver of sympathy. “Then you must see reason. Dragons ruling both realms again, restoring our rightful dominance—” My fist strikes him before he finishes the sentence. The crack of bone against flesh echoes sharply through the chamber. Darion slumps forward against the chains, blood spilling from his mouth.

she teased, grinning at them. “My Prince,” Alicia said, bowing before them. “Alicia, please,” Corithias said, causing her to rise before him. “We are friends. Although you are more used to my dragon form, I am still the same friend you came to know. I am your dragon. When we are alone, let’s just be ourselves, okay?” He asked, kissing her hand. Alicia was mesmerized by his dazzling sapphire blue eyes. She could barely believe this human was her dragon, but obviously he was, and he was a prince. He wore the clothing and crown of a prince standing before her now, and she smiled at how handsome he looked.

"Did you say there's a dragon beneath the cave? I thought all the dragons died out thousands of years ago?" "You also thought that unicorns and werewolves were legends until a year ago. Here we are living among you now, so who's to say that dragons aren't real and walking this earth as well. There is a great dragon beneath the cave and his name is Draco. Draco is a great green dragon with hot fire and tough scales. His eyes are yellow and his tongue is red and he wants all the world of men to be dead. The last time he saw a human he burned them alive. I think you should tell him that you are a witch. That should save your life."

Drake didn't yet fully recovered from his first fire injuries, so the second one made him lose his conscience, with excessive pain. "Your highness" Dale and the warriors rushed towards their king and surrounded him protectively. "Is he a dragon?" low murmurs began to erupt among the people. "Yes, he seems to be. Did you look at his wings?" Someone else said. "Yes, he is a dragon" someone else agreed. "A dragon in our midst? I heard they are vicious creatures. What is he doing here? Did he came here to kill us all?" Someone else suspected. "Did you look at his wings? They are so big. I am sure he must be huge in his Dragon form. He could crush us like bugs" someone said in horror.

I'm not sure what he's talking about, but it's scarring the shit out of me. "How about it boys? Do yall feel like having some fun with the princess here?" Chills coat my arms with the way Gold tooth looks at me. "What about you pretty little dragon? Do you want to play?" He asks me. I violently shake my head no. When he gets closer to me; I spit on him. My dragon is pissed. She paces back and forth trying to fight the spell holding her back. She's praying these stupid fuckers take off these handcuffs. As soon as they do; she's gonna kill them.

“Have you reported this nonsense to anyone else?” “I didn’t have to, My King,” he confesses. “This giant dragon is the only thing anyone is talking about. There have been refugees filtering in all morning from the west, each with a terrifying account of barely escaping his blaze of fury when their town was destroyed. There are so many first-hand accounts that there would be no way to silence them all. Quite a few people are coming from the front insisting this monster drake is Prince Primus himself, risen from the ashes, back from the land of the dead to reclaim his place as king."

“This is a royal banquet. The lady made her choice. Back off.” Aaron spat on the floor. “You? You think you’re a man, Cael? You’re a literal monster. You think you're worthy of talking to me?” “What about me? Am I worthy?” The Dragon King slammed his golden staff against the stone floor, the sound echoing like thunder. The entire hall fell dead silent. “You ungrateful parasite,” the King hissed at Aaron. “Effective immediately, you are stripped of your military command and barred from the royal council. Guard your quarters and do not leave them until you’ve learned your place.”

“For all your talk about the divine grace of your fire, all you have left to boast of after your encounter with the dragons is that unsightly charred thing you call a limb-” “And you?” Elton snarls. “And where were you when the dragonlord came to take back her husband that you had been the one to take? I seem to recall your abrupt and hasty exit the second you heard the roars of the dragons - dare I say it, you all but fled.” “It is called strategy, something your smoke-addled mind might not comprehend-” Duke Elton smiles, slow and cruel. The smile of knowing. “It is because dragons are immune to your toxins, just as they are to my flames, is it not?” Lord Elton sneers.

Then the last one, well, I smiled as I saw him. “You heard the name BLACK DRAGON right?” our boss continued. I can clearly see their reactions. The tall guy just raised an eyebrow. The mohawk guy looked straight to our boss. The last one just smiled and the youngest boy looked excited. “Black Dragon?! Who wouldn’t know him?! He’s a legend! One of the few we look up to! He can be lined up beside Shadow and Eclipse! An expert and a genius! You’re going to introduce him to us?!” he finally said. I smiled. If only you know. I thought.