Dragon Quest 11 Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Its eyes close as soon as they arrived here. "Yes, when a prince is fifteen, he tries to ride the dragon. If he can, he becomes a crowned prince, if he doesn't... he can never reach the crown." Loras explains as he rushes around to get changed into more royal clothes and take the traveling saddle off the dragon. Astrid trades her comfortable clothes for a dress too. Unfortunately... When it's time to leave, she feels an overwhelming sadness. The dragon opens his eyes and looks at her. He seems sad that they leave too. Must be hard to be so lonely.

I will need to be their family now. "Shh, Niblings. Auntie will tell you a story," I promise with a wide-open smile. It will be hours until we make it back home, a long trip for such little hearts. "Once upon a time, there was a strong dragon prince. He lived high on a mountain overlooking the sea. He didn't believe in love, until one day, a beautiful woman was given to him as a sacrifice..."

He replied. “What is that supposed to mean?” I snapped, feeling defensive and angry towards this man. “Ever liked dragons?” He asked, completely ignoring my question. “What has my likings, anything to do with this?!” I raised my voice at the ignorance he gave me. “It has everything to do with it.” He retorted back. “Excuse me?” “You, little human, belong in my realm now. You’re my mate.” He told me, “I am Tristan Slade, Prince of the Dragons.”

I winced again. Finn, you great bloody beast, take me. Because I swear to all the gods that if you leave me unsatisfied, I'll destroy you. How could you let that bitch spread those lies about you? About her? Drace snarled over the shared dragon connection. I looked up and saw the darting forms of their humongous bodies in the air as if they were arrows from an archer's bow. I shook my head. Now really isn't the time for you two to go on a sex parade, you know.

She was determined to tell the story in chronological order and jumping ahead to admit Jim was a vampire just wouldn’t do. Lizzy showed great interest when Chloe told of Tristan’s dreaming of her and how he went so far as to profess loving her. She asked quite a few questions about the atmosphere and conditions of inner-earth, as well as the occupants. Discovering that Tristan’s people were able to turn into dragons didn’t seem to faze her in the least. In fact, it pleased her.

I muttered. As the news spread throughout the dragon clan, whispers and murmurs filled the air. Some were in awe of Drogo's unexpected allegiance to Freya, while others expressed doubt and skepticism. Questions swirled in my mind, and I knew I needed to confront Drogo and seek answers. She was the only one who could give me a comforting answer filled with nothing but the Truth. Dragons aren't just flying beings, they are magical creatures who foresee the future and they never lie. They would always stand on the truth.

She on a horse albeit a sickly one, riding triumphantly out of the king’s castle to the Baryns with Vallezarii’s head on a pike. Such foolish dreams. “You weave such dreams knowing how impossible they will be to attain. How can I be a Dragon Queen when I am bound by the chains of marriage and duty?!” Llod’s dreams faded and his eyes narrowed. “Have children.” “Is it that easy? And how will I have children with the king’s cruel penetrations into my body? My thighs are smeared with scars of his lovemaking, perhaps you should like to see them and tell me how to endure more of them.”

At this point, she was sure the dragon was in control,but as suddenly as he changed, Drago came back to himself. “He will not hurt you,” he whispered in her ear,”he just wants to enjoy his mate.” “Mmm,” Madchen moaned and all her inhibitions dissipated like a mist into the night. Drago wasted no time as he sat up, and ripped his shirt off, revealing his perfectly toned abs and pecs.He pulled her up with him. They were chest to chest now,Madchen completely absorbed in the bliss that was Drago, her sexy onyx dragon. Suddenly, his lips claimed hers with a fiery passion, demanding entrance to her delicious mouth with his tongue. Madchen Allowed it, letting him lead as he explored her mouth. Soon

Everlys Diary Entry: "I knew I had to escape. His presence suffocated me. There was no choice but to flee or risk losing every essence of who I was. I waited for the perfect moment and leapt into the unknown, finding refuge in the werewolf territory. It was there that I met him, the love of my life—Olivia's father. Our love was forbidden but pure, and despite all odds, we thrived. But now... now my dragon remains imprisoned in that dark land, for my race does not forgive nor forget." Tears welled up as I read about her difficult decision to leave everything behind for a chance at freedom and love. I scarcely noticed when sleep began to claim me. The diary fell from my hands, and the warm, co

Then she turned to Elliot and told him, “Elliot, I need you to breathe fire into the chalice. Elliot breathed fire into the chalice, and she handed it to me, “Elisa, please drink this after Elliot stands behind you and prepares to catch you. Elliot moved behind me and I drank the blood in the chalice. I felt something rush into me so fast, and so hard, that it knocked me backward and everything went black. I was trying to catch my breath when a beautiful pale green dragon with golden eyes appeared before me, “Hello, Elisa. I am Ryoko. I know we’re going to have so much fun. Hello, Vixen! Should we set up the area to prepare for her bear next? Maybe have a welcome party?” I chuckled, “Okay, l