Dragon Rider Novels Novels & Stories

“We’ll discuss that later. For now, tell me what you know of the dragon riders, the ones that come and…do what Bisset does. Inspect annexed cities.” “And terrorize the people?” His upper lip curled up in a scowl. “Even so. How many are they, and what do you remember of the ones you’ve seen? Or heard about?” His sneer melted away into confusion. “Ten or so, including the Emperor. Everyone knows that. There’s the dragon who breathes fire hot enough to turn sand to glass and the one-eyed rider who flies with it. There’s the dragon who has shield plates all over itself, natural protection of bone you can’t slice through.” He continued to name several more, until finally she held up a hand and st

Welcome, adventurer. The second book of the Blue Triangle Trilogy has finally opened to welcome you back into the world of Earthos. In this book, your journey will continue with King Arth Aragon, Sir Kael Denvorn, and an added narrative from Tristan McGarth's Point of View. You shall not only explore the country of Glacia deeper ... but you shall also travel back into the Underworld ... sail over the western seas ... step into foreign country lands ... and enter the world of dragons.

New changes needed to be made and maybe this could one of them. Drake knew this new change, mixing the wolves and dragons, was dangerous. They both knew, but to live apart? It was too much. The new pack house would house both dragons and wolves with their bedroom on the upper floor. They would have to be careful of conflicts later on. Dragons and wolves had rival tempers.

“You’re mine, even if you aren’t old enough for me to claim, my beautiful fire dragon.” My scales ripple in pleasure at him claiming me and his grin widens. I huff and turn away. “Why do the dragon riders agree?” I ask, curious. “Most likely because they want to keep tabs on Laiken and make sure he’s okay. But in truth, you and I both know that a dragon rider, even a non-royal rider, is stronger than any royal. You dragons have so much raw power. Claiming you and having access to that power makes the rider immeasurably stronger. Which, of course, is why we’re in this dilemma with the elves.”

Genre: Explicit Steamy Fantasy Romance | Dragon Shifter | Dark Romance | Delayed Pleasure | Sex Toys Characters: Ziaanat: A headstrong, curious mortal woman with dragon blood she doesn’t know about. Tovian: The unhinged, brooding Dragon King, tormented by centuries of hunger, lust, and a prophecy that names Ziaanat as his only release. . .

"I saw everything. Everything." "Do not work yourself out. What is it all about?" "A calm prelude before the tempest," she said, having a solemn expression staring ahead in the horizon passed the faces of all the inhabitants of Mars who regarded her in concern. She wasn't seeing them but the beast living in that very moment who will possibly cause the earth to be no more. That Vetrik Jihn Drakon, the red dragon in Rahu. The one in whom an Aryan princess shall face in the near future...

He asked the Hydra "Gavin and Louis have not yet returned your Majesty, and Pete is with the younger Tydrons.” He explained. The King shifted his head slightly, "and how are the Tydrons?" He asked. Hydra Reye smiled nodding, "They are big," he replied with a slight chuckle. The Tydrons were the only other species of Hydra in the dragon army. Born three years before the birth of the golden dragon, they had grown incredibly. [A/N-If you are a new reader I suggest you read chapter 5 in book 1 on all the types of dragons in the camp]

Ryder looks up and around as we soar through the open sky. “Yeah, I get that, but as long as we stay in one spot, we’ll be ok,” I do my best to comfort Ryder and enjoy our flight towards my new home. “Still doesn’t help,” Ryder growls, making my mates laugh. I find flying on a dragon absolutely amazing. Yes, I am a little nervous about falling, or something happening to my pups, but I know I am safe, and that Draig will do everything he can to protect us.

Then, she shoved all her books into the bag, including the ones she had stolen from Gregon’s bookshelf. Suddenly, her room door was pushed open and the large form of her father appeared. “Are we going somewhere?” he asked her. “Aren’t you supposed to be asleep?” Frya, who had whirled around at the sudden intrusion and now, her books laid scattered on the ground, smiled a what she presumed was a sweet smile. “But the Mahi Riders are in town and you need me in the secret place.” Her father walked into the room and sat on her bed, looking like a mountain on a very tiny island. Frya gathered her books and arranged them in her bag.

Her head started to throb, and before she knew it, everything came rushing back to her. Her life as a dragon rider, her first meet with Javier, him asking her to be his rider, falling in love with him and finally giving up her life to save his. The maid muffled the scream that crawled up her throat into the crook of her elbow. Every single night she thought they were dreams, not realising those were memories of her past life. Celina was a dragon rider, Javier, a dragon and theirs, was a love story written in stars. ***