Dragon's Library Novels & Stories

But I’m beginning to see parts of him, see the good in him. Perhaps the reason he doesn’t let anyone in is because everyone he allows in is taken from him. The menacing roar of a Dragon makes me spin around and look out the window. Several roars follow, making my ears ache and the sky is illuminated with the glow of fire as the first clash takes place. And so it begins. “My Queen?” I look across at Hirelda, they all look rather concerned and scared as they try not to shiver from the cold.

But I was determined to make the best of this day trip. Freya insisted we start with the fort's famed libraries and archives. As we walked between rows of bookshelves, I marveled at the sheer volume of information housed here. Ancient tomes bound in cracked leather contained hand-scribed accounts of dragonlore through the centuries. If only I'd had access to such resources earlier! I might have made sense of my role as dragonkeeper much sooner.

"Tell me everything your parents told you about my family." I sighed, a shameful blush coating my ears. I could still feel the burn behind my ear. It felt raw, especially as blood rushed in a telltale flush. "They told me a lot of things. And, I'm going to preface this by saying I thought the dragon thing was a metaphor. I didn't know it was a literal thing." Thane laughed suddenly. "So sirens, sorceresses, chimeras, all valid and real, but you draw the line at water dragons?"

A knock on the door made me move the quilt lower to ask who it was. "High Lord Tymon has asked that I bear food and fruits to you, my Lady." A tiny voice came from the other side of the door. A brownie, perhaps. I turned my back to the door. "I'm not hungry. Later." I said. I vaguely registered a sigh and shuffling of feet as the brownie left. "What the history will not tell you is that Dragons were not created by Luna. We existed. Even before Luna." I blinked at that, but said nothing, lest I interrupt her. "Before Luna, the mother, there were other gods that ruled the world. There were beings that walked the earth that were feared. Some still do. Like

There was a circle that was surrounded by huge rocks. We walked to the center of the circle and faced each other. She produced a dagger that had a dragon's head carved into the hilt and a golden chalice. She said, "Please hold out your hands." We each held out our hand and she cut each of our hands and let the blood drip into the chalice as she said, "Chloe, you are now granted a dragon spirit to accompany Saige, your wolf spirit." Then she turned to Aidinth and said, "I need you to breathe a little fire into the chalice." Aidinth breathed fire into the chalice, and she handed it to me as she said, "Chloe, please drink after Aidinth stands behind you and prepares to catch you." Aidinth moves

“…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?”

She knew one fall from there would put her back in the bed she so desperately got away from. Her eyes scanned the field again as a smile was plastered to her face. She was so intrigued and mesmerized by the area she couldn’t believe something so beautiful was here. The space was large enough to accommodate two dragons to open there wings and fly. They wouldn’t be able to go far but at least they could open there wings. She was happy, the beauty of dragons should not be kept hidden if it can be helped. She will purpose to Asrar that one of these be built in every city and run by a trusted person.

"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

complained Astrid. Draco had gone to another bookshelf. It turned out that in the library, there was a special shelf about dragons. The shelf was in the library's corner, which was very hidden and located on the top shelf, which was very difficult to reach. Draco was hovering over the stairs while looking around. He pulled out one of the eye-catching books, but it seemed like it was stuck.

Lord Drago was really close to Lucifer. He knows a lot about his past and most of his secrets and something inside me tells me that there was more from where that came from. I remembered last time Reiya told me about how Lord Drago went missing for a while too when Lord Lucifer suddenly went missing, maybe he was searching for that place at that time. Even though we were inside that library, the mystery of Lord Lucifer's case was still unsolved. Lord Drago knew no more that what he told us or chose not to say anymore but there is nothing we can do then to explore this hidden library. It was a really huge one compared to any library I have ever seen in both worlds. Books surrounded us in diff