Novel & Cerita Dragon Rider Novels

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“…they have far more power. Despite their limited number.” Danny met my gaze and tiled his head at me. “Do you know the story of Robin Hood?” I furrowed my brow in puzzlement. “Er…yeah?” “Well, the wolves act like Robin Hood. The dragons are like the sheriff of Nottingham. The wolves take from the rich, the dragons, and give to the poor. That’s why my work isn’t always legal.” I inhaled. “Okay. I think I understand. Are you saying the dragons are the bad guys?”

"Sure" Jacob nodded and turned around, asking everyone to leave with him leaving them alone in the backyard as he dragged back the stiff body of Lorcan who could not break his eyes from Adrian and Elysian. He could not believe what just happened. He could not believe Elysian is a dragon. For the whole time he was living in the delusion of her being an Alpha Werewolf But she turned out to be the Alpha Dragon and she's the mate of Adrian. He could not believe anything but Lorcan and Elysian needed some needed privacy. So Jacob and Cade dragged everyone back inside the packhouse. It's not like Jacob was not shocked about what just happened, he just didn't show it. He decided to talk about this

"She's a Witch!" The moment the gem slipped from my grasp, a sudden void consumed me, the magic dissipating with my relinquished hold. Stepping back from the booth, a profound stillness cloaked me as I observed the crowd converging. Panic etched itself onto the faces of men, women, and children alike. The murmurs of discontent swelled into an angry chorus, echoing through the air. In the distance, the clamor of approaching soldiers added urgency to the unfolding scene. A ripple of anxiety coursed through me as I trembled, gazing one final time at the old woman. "You glowed," she whispered. A mirror hung on a twisted post, and my reflection revealed tendrils of cerulean sparks dancing on my i

Drogo was charged on, she released her fire burning down our enemies. As Prince of the Dragon clan, I had fulfilled my duty, protecting not only our kingdom but also the hopes and dreams of those who called it home. But my journey was far from over, in a decade. My world would be shaken, many Dragons would give their lives for their riders. The world was vast, and there were countless battles to be fought. This was just the beginning of what was to come, history would repeat itself and the pain would become unbearable. What are Dragon riders without their dragons?

I sat down on the pillow and she sat across from me. The first man on the scroll went by the name Lyrien. Lyrien was a brooding, loyal knight who according to what's stated here had some deep connections with Eldrador. I don't think that I have seen him before but he was selected to represent one of the four elements: Earth. The second man was Caspien, a calm and enigmatic healer with the power to control tides and he represented the water. He was from the Asttland kingdom far away from here.

Dragons. Not the gentle, myth-bound creatures she had read about in the hidden library of her childhood, but beasts forged in flame and shadow, chained by oaths older than any crown. Their roars shattered stone, their firestorms turned fields into glass. And at their center, gliding as if he ruled the storm, was Thalric Veynor. The duke had broken his final mask. No longer the scheming noble with whispered threats, he was commander of a dragon host, his armor gleaming blood-red in the inferno.

I’m sure it will take time to adjust, but I know Tru will adapt. We sit next to each other on the couch, and Tru asks, “What would you like to do tonight? You said the books aren’t completely accurate. Could the inaccuracies be clues or misinformation? Maybe an error in translation?” I shake my head, “I don’t know. I think a vampire wrote the books.” Tru gives me a curious look, so I continue, “The inaccuracies are things only the main royal dragons would know. It could be a companion to one of the dragons that didn’t join the gathering.”

Relieved that I had found a solution, I left the cluster and made my way to the castle, making my pray for the papyrus to remain gluing to its place. Much later, I have come a long way, and I do not hide that I am tired. Like a dragon, I may have the power of a hundred men, maybe more, but in human form, I am alone. The power of a man is all I have—my own strength as a Drake-man. I am at the finish line to reach the castle. I see it in front of me, but the dirt road slopes up, and the weight I carry, It feels like doubled weight since when I first caught it, I held it in my hands. But I will succeed. I do not give up easily. The sun is heating me without mercy, and all the effort is making m

Once Draco left, I thoroughly checked tiny hut, there were empty pots, I hurriedly carried two pots outside and filled them with water from water well that was behind this hut and brought that back in, since it was warm as burning frying pan I decided to take cold water bath, I scrub and cleaned my body clean, once done I washed my gown and hung it up on string that was inside tiny washroom and walked out by wrapping towel around my body, this was thin and short town that was reaching up to my knees. I sat on small wooden stool that was present inside, since Draco was not back yet , I decided to go though my bag, I pulled out all four books that was written by my grandmother on Dark Creature