Dragon Roost Island Novels & Stories

(I will fly you to my tower princess) Murdok whispered and Rori smiled, grabbing his face with both her palms and whispered, “thank you.” Murdok stepped away from her, thinking himself clever as he walked toward the door and Rori stood to follow him. He opened the door to leave and turned to see her leaning against the door smiling “main laal draigan kee prateeksha karoonga” (I’ll wait for the red dragon) she whispered. Rori was hoping he would make the connection with his helmet and from the look on his face as the door closed, she guessed her translation was not lost on him.

"To the east, there's a large faction called the Dragon Court. They're absorbing every fleet they can find. To the west, the Deep-Sea Cult has appeared. They hunt tamed sea beasts, claiming that all marine life belongs only to the Sea God." I set down the fish feed in my hand. "The Dragon Court and the Cult are facing each other off, and our waters are right in the buffer zone." Captain White wiped the sweat from his forehead. "Lord, what do we do? Neither side is easy to provoke." I thought for a moment. "We maintain neutrality. We don't attach ourselves to either side." "But..." "No buts." I cut him off. "Notify everyone. Expand the ranch. I'll tame more defensive sea beasts."

If I had something special about myself, I would feel it. Drogo's words made a lot of sense, I could live far better when I let things go. It was already getting late, my stomach made a grumbling sound, and I was already very hungry. Drogo got into a pond, and using her mouth she brought out fish. Bringing it towards the shore, she roasted it using her flames. " Diner is served, Young mistress. If you want to stay over for a week, you would have enough to eat" Drogo said. I was beginning to consider this ideal, what could be happening back at the Palace? Was Rex looking for me? Was he now feeling remorseful or he was as proud as a peacock? I couldn't help but wonder. But whatever it was, I d

The stained glass adds beauty to it, a beauty that the dragons love. The two kings look to the sky at the sound of a roar. When they look up, they see many dragons flying over the castle. The wind from their wings rushes down against them as they gain height, setting off on their mission to make several laps around the island as their new tradition calls for. It's a new holiday for the dragons. The rebirth of their Island and a new beginning for their kind. Roman and Naham stuff their faces and run to their mate for a quick kiss before taking off to shift and fly with the others.

She was never as relieved as this morning. "That is the Croswood forest. It's hell on earth to get through it." Roland points ahead at the trees that are showing in the distance. "But if I would be a dragon that doesn't want to be found..." He is right. The calling comes from there. Dracos is in that forest. Another dragon too. Even though Aine doesn't answer to Tamara, the princess can still hear its curious presence. They are at the border of the forest before the sun is lost behind the hills.

Powerful, undefeated and immortal. "We shall send the firstborn to spy out the human world, to find out what they can use against us and steal the heart of magic from whoever the keeper is. This time, we will secure our victory." Rowal, the sovereign and alpha of the red dragons, bellows his stand on the plan. He is ruthless, cunning and ambitious, silently wanting the throne of power to be his. The gold dragons are just lucky to be favored by their god, their creator, but he believes he is more fit to lead the remaining clans of flying beast.

It was an older model but by the condition was nothing short of the brand new models. “Where is Rosalie.” Asrar demanded as Ryan also looked towards her. “Get in and I’ll take you.” Mama Chika smiled gently as the boys all scrambled into the car. Rosalie panicked when she heard the roar of a dragon. Isabella grabbed her gently which comforted Rosalie. Avalon was there to hold her as well. Mary heard the commotion and slightly panicked. She held up her hand, palm facing the ladies on the couch as she walked to the patio. Rosco was there keep a close eye. To Mary’s wondering eyes was a large grey dragon in front of a even larger red dragon. The red dragon roared his warning which caused Mary t

Her eyes never left her husband who was leaning against his chair. “We've ruled this kingdom for nine hundred years before Vincent's father took over. And now, his son." Mr Gael started. He pushed to rest his face on his right hand with a long sigh. " I've never set my eyes on a dragon this huge Roseline. That dragon isn't a shifter. It's what we have been looking for for the past generations,” he concluded. Roseline dropped the teacup on the well polished jade tray and raised her head to meet his eyes. "What are you trying to suggest? Coincidence happen–”

Rhae called out to him over the wind. He turned and gave her a meaningful look, causing Rhae to shut her mouth and continue looking out at the colourful islands they flew past. Some of the trees she had never seen before, with entirely different landscapes, fruits and flowers that she had only heard about in books. Eventually, the Draekon slowed and began lowering itself onto a large island. In the centre there was a rocky valley, surrounded by rocky hills. There were many draekons already gathered, sitting on the rocks around it. The draekon lowered them into the centre and bowed it's head towards a large deep purple draekon, the biggest out of all them.

"I hate it when you do that." "Do what?" "The hmm thing. Like you know something," he replied. "Just spit it out." Katarina held her hands up in surrender. "Fine. Fine. As you know, Hoards are a…special place for dragons." "Clearly," Thane retorted. "I should have told you this, but in all fairness, I didn't think you'd take her there. Dragons feel the desire to mate when they're surrounded by their hoard. Especially when your mate is marked." Katarina looked back and forth between us, beating around the bush and hoping we'd get the hint.