Dragon Rider Novels Novels & Stories

Hello guys, Thank you so much for reading my book 'Dragons unidentified Mate'. I now began to write another story about the second couple who were given the powers of the Relic. Hope you enjoy Blaze and Bella's story as much as you enjoy Drake and Nyra's. Blaze is the king of a sect of Dragons called the black Dragons. There is a third realm in fairy called the dark realm, which is dominated by Black dragons. Isabella is a human girl, who was kidnapped to replace her look alike Arabella.

In fact, majority of the people had chosen to forget that there was a thirteenth noble house ruled by the Whitby's. All they knew about him was that he had become a religious fanatic who ran a gathering of people who believed in Dragons and the Vita Navitas. "Silver Falcon!" Rhaegal, the head of the bandits called out to him after watching him approach his tent for a while and he turned slowly. The Head of the bandits, Rhaeghal, shifted uncomfortably in his seat. he had heard about the Silver Falcon, but never met the man in person. All the business they did together was always conducted by a middleman of the sorts. He had believed it was so because Silver Falcon was probably too old to stan

Then, my Sisters in the priesthood filed away, none of them looking back to me. I took a deep breath, and knelt before the mouth of the dragon's cavern, arranging some of the treasure around my legs. He had to accept the entire sacrifice, or his fury would consume the people. He was a dangerous Master, but when he was pleased, the island of Drachonia (even the island's name sang His praises!) flourished.

She was ready she just had to convince herself. “We will move in the next few hours. Peggy should be back and Ryan should be done wrestling with Avalon.” Dominic sighed. He was starting to hate being around dragons. They darn near squished them in the jeep, not to mention the now hidden bite mark’s that where magically healed from the last battle. He was a strong guy but no match against a dragon. He wished he was agile like Brandon’s brothers. “I hope he is okay.” Rosalie spoke quietly. Drezic just chuckled.

Solomon POV The journey to my brother’s realm was short, but the apprehension I felt was a never-ending feeling. I was worried. Things in the realm were changing. I was worried about First Dragon and his children. Soon, he would find out our biggest secret, one we hid from him to save him. I did not know how he would react and what that would entail. My thoughts went to my great granddaughter, Dragana, the Tribrid, who somehow found herself in the center of all this mess, through no fault of her own. So many think that having magic and power is the solution to life’s problems. How wrong they were, I mused to myself.

It's the reason the curse of one-hundred-thousand years will bring me pain until those years have passed. I am the last direct descendant of Drakon, the dragon who caused the curse. My father was his brother. I alone should pay for Drakon's sins, but the Goddess is vengeful. I've watched all the dragons die but the four of us. Then watched my three remaining brother dragons suffer with the pain of losing their brides again and again. It's fitting that I loved Meagan so deeply, and I will love my next bride in the same way. Fire rises in my throat and I let it slice over the water that has accepted my bride as gift. Now the long years of loneliness begin again. And I will survive because drag

I say, turning her face to me. Whatever I was about to say, falls away as a tidal wave of lust blasts through me. I turn to see Cyryl getting up from her nap where she was laying curled up with Bynjym. She hisses at him, then leaps into the air. She’s barely off the ground when Bynjym roars his intent as he, Thyyd, Yttyc, and the other bronzes all leap into the air after her. Cyryl is rising to mate. **This story will continue in The Dragon Rider: Book Two of The Dragon Thief Trilogy.

"Yes, my king." Standing from his throne, Toban walked towards the general. Gripping his black cape, Toban walked down the large steps to the small landing where the general stood. Adverting his gaze from Toban's, the young man continued. "That's not the only news I have." "Go on." Toban's voice echoed off the stone walls, causing the young man to lick his dry lips. "She is a Dragon Rider." Stopping in front of his general, Toban tilted his head. "She's a what?" He asked in shock.

“With the help of me and my four brothers. That first video is real, and it is my brother Mitchell. Each of my brothers' dragons is a different color. Mine happens to be red.” I just sat staring at him. “What about those dreams all those months ago?” “My great grandfather had a gift and I think I inherited it. Yet somehow this gift brought you into it. Somehow you experienced what I was.” “And this bonding dream? Are you saying we are bonded for life?” “Yeah. My dragon recognized you even through the dreams as my mate.” I look over at the TV and saw Draco the dragon. “You look like that only red?” He smiled as he looked at the screen, “I would like to think my dragon is nicer looking.”

“Remember, you’re not the only one with Lycan blood in you, Cedric. I’m faster and stronger than a normal wolf.” I give him a feral smile as I begin attacking him ruthlessly, beating him backward, slicing my sword against his armor and his body over and over. “What you don’t seem to realize, Troy, is that I’m a dragon rider. That means that I share my mate’s strengths. I share her fire.” I pull a fire ball into my hand and throw it at him. While he doesn’t catch on fire, the heat from my fire against his armor burns his body, causing him to scream in agony. I can smell his skin cooking from here.