Dragon Prince Star Elves Novels & Stories

She looked back at me with those dark eyes that had never once in nineteen years pretended not to see something they were seeing. "Mate bonds," I said carefully, "in dragon culture they are not chosen. They are recognized. The dragon part of a person identifies their counterpart and it is" I paused. "It is not a feeling exactly. It is more like a fact. Something that simply is, regardless of whether either person is ready for it or wants it." Lyra was quiet. "And Drex," she said. "His dragon has recognized" "Yes," I said. She looked at the window. "He is two hundred and thirty years old," she said.

"Long ago, Dragon existed... But how did they come into existence. There was a war, between two king's... The war was never ending, both sides were equally strong and had great Warriors. In a bid to end the war, one of the king's... King Gerald decided to seek help from a sorcerer. The sorcerer casted a spell on the warriors of the kingdom and that spell turned them into dragons by day and men by night. With the help of the spell, the war came to an end with king Gerald winning of course. The dragon's flew back home, happy to meet with their wives and kids.... eager for the spell to be broken, but a grave news awaited them. The sorcerer had died leaving no clue as to how the spell could be b

A trophy to parade around on their arm. I hated it. I hated all of them. I never let anyone in, not like I let Thane in. Then, I thought about the creature that emerged from the ocean, and I tried to be scared of it. Stand behind the awful things I said. I should be afraid of dragons. Those jagged teeth. Massive wings. Leathered skin with the gant of an apex predator. Golden horns coiled around his head like a crown. I suppose it made sense. Thane was the crown prince, and his dragon form showed it off unabashedly. The light that reflected off of beautiful iridescent scales. Shifting from midnight blue to black. Breathtaking.

I say. “We’re not all bad, Eliane. I’m from King Yhendorn’s troupe and while yes, I would love to claim your dragon, I understand that you and she aren’t yet connected. Anyone would be remiss in claiming you before you’ve connected with your dragon,’ he says seriously. I’m surprised enough that I turn and look at him. He’s like all elves, tall, lean, and with a glow about them as if they have a light emanating from within their bodies.

" I asked too confused about it all. "He is but Seelie’s are related to the Fairies, it’s like werewolves and Lyacns only Dark Elves are the Lycans in this case. Anyways the Elf King had been missing for a few years but came back, he hasn’t been the same ever since. Sources say he’s looking for a missing child. Whatever the case may be, this table is full of snake’s so be careful." " Your Majesty I forgot to congratulate you on finding your mate. " Claude’s voice broke in causing me to lift my head towards him and my heart stilled.

Rowan glanced over the crowd, looking at our table. “Horus, King Osirus’ dragon, as well as the elves have made sure of that. Green grasses cover the plains, the trees have taken root and new species of our kind have been brought out from hiding,” he smiled. “Orcs, were a great benefactor in helping us win this war.”

Dragons of old, with eyes like stars, Held truths more vast than mortal scars. Their eggs, like jewels of breath and flame, Now fall to hands that know not shame. Skylar I watch as my father and his soldiers enter the castle walls. My father looks smug and proud. “My people, we have done it,” he says, uncovering the golden egg and lifting it above his head. Everyone around me gasps, then applauds, as if stealing a dragon egg from its mother is something to be celebrated. I ignore my own aversion to the practice and clap along with everyone else.

I tell him. Over the last several years, the elves have become increasingly agitated at the restrictions surrounding the claims of dragons. Some of them, like King Yhendorn, respect the mate bond and either only claim their mate or they are waiting for their mates to turn eighteen to claim them. However, not all elves feel that way and more and more, there is a divide between the elves. There are the elves that feel that a dragon should only be claimed by their mate and the elves who feel that if you are strong enough to claim a dragon, then it shouldn’t matter if you are their mate.

[Carnelia] “Carnelia,” he is kneeling before me, his body visibly shaking, his hand raised cradling these rings as if they are the finest treasure. Primus, the great dragon prince who kneels before no one, is down on his knees looking up at me as if I were above his reach, an empress or a goddess. His green eyes are glowing and swirling with emotion, his face so gentle, vulnerable, and full of hope. “Will you be my mate?”

However, she's proved wrong, by her mate nonetheless. TRISTEN SLADE is a determined, yet surprisingly kind dragon prince-- but only to his kind. He was always harsh towards humans, it was their very existence that forced dragons to run and hide within the shadows and caves, the once powerful and majestic creatures, now long forgotten. His only mission was to find the Heart of Magic, a gem that would return his kind to their original glory, but when a certain little human practically runs into his arms, scared, terrified and lost, he's brought into something anew...and beautiful.