Dragon Shift Novels & Stories

Wynter giggled. We ate breakfast and Wynter seemed like himself. Echo slept a lot and Abeloth said that’s what baby dragons needed to do, they grew when they slept. I had called the Elders of Florida to inform them that Wynter had merged with his dragon and they outright laughed at me.

The reason she was named Angel was due to the fact that her Dragon was an Angel Aura quartz color. We hadn’t changed her name when she shifted for the first time. Unlike other Dragons, she had also been born with a Dragon Stone, which was the Angel Aura quartz. The Stone was beautiful, with a white base and a mixture of iridescent colors. She was the most beautiful Dragon that I have ever seen. Depending on how the light hit her, her coloring would shimmer with a colorful aura. The Stone had been named correctly because whenever I saw it, she looked like an Angel.

I muttered. As the news spread throughout the dragon clan, whispers and murmurs filled the air. Some were in awe of Drogo's unexpected allegiance to Freya, while others expressed doubt and skepticism. Questions swirled in my mind, and I knew I needed to confront Drogo and seek answers. She was the only one who could give me a comforting answer filled with nothing but the Truth. Dragons aren't just flying beings, they are magical creatures who foresee the future and they never lie. They would always stand on the truth.

Kurt winked at his joke. Lillah thought about how Breeth had taken over Gaz, used his two legged wingless body as easily as he could manoeuvre his own dragon body. But what did that have to do with rocks? “What does that have to do with rocks?” “It’s important because this means that the two parts of a dragon-shifter are as close as two halves can be without losing their individuality. Therefore, when you present a gift rock it is as important to one half as it is to the other. There is harmony. A single rock will satisfy both.” Kurt explained happily.

From the balcony, the entire court is watching them. Loras is already with Dracos, making sure the riding equipment is in place for the fourth time today. He steps aside when Omar approaches. "I, Omar Dradarian, descendant of the first dragon king, ask you to obey me!" Omar shouts into the air, his voice powerful and clear. Dracos looks at him for a second before howling to the sky. He lets his huge head down and Omar goes closer. The flame erupts from his mouth and for a second, Astrid's heart stops. Next to her, Loras tenses up too.

Argentum said in teasing manner “I am Prince you evil women… do you want your prince to accept his defeat…? huh?” Draco argued back and tried to free hinself, on other hand all other teen Dragon ‘s were encouraging them both to fight including their training master , master Mossace… “Hahahah…. my prince you forgot…. your Draphidrmia still pending….. (Draphidrmia is a ritual which is performed in Dragon realm among royal Dragon which is equal to coronation)… but me… I am already hired as your first in line chief commanding officer..” Argentum said proudly

Titan whispered with effort, and the twins placed their hands on her shoulders, "Take what you need." Ragnar watched in terror, struggling to control his dragon as the three women before him began to glow. The dragon residing under Titan's skin rippled with added power from the twin witches, and she grew larger as the twins started to wilt. Finally, they took their hands away from her, and Titan held steady, invoking the ancient language as she dove into Charlotte's head, and Ragnar prayed for a miracle. 2.

"You thought a crippled core meant a permanent grave. Look at you now. You are nothing more than a frightened child hiding in the ashes." ​Dorian whimpered, his mouth opening and closing soundlessly as terror paralyzed his throat. He could not find a single word to defend himself. I gave him a cold, hard shake before tossing him carelessly back down onto the floor at his father's feet, where the two of them knelt side by side in mutual despair. ​The time for words within these walls had reached its end. It was time to clear the stage entirely. ​I stepped back to the center of the ruined hall, raising both of my hands as the internal dragon vitality surged through my veins to a deafening cres

I do not understand," Ladon told the guardian, confused. "I will explain everything to you, do not worry. You managed to find a unique gem. There is no one like it anywhere else on the Earth. From now on, it belongs to you and only to you— to the Dragons. And once you have found it, you have the right to fulfill four wishes. As many as the elements of nature. Water, Air, Fire, and Earth. Think carefully before you decide, because you will not have a second chance. Keep in mind that the wishes you have chosen will be fulfilled for you and all the dragons. The next generations of dragons will be born with that abilities too."

My fated mate shut me out of our bond for the ninety-ninth time just as the last spark of dragonfire inside me began to die. I walked into the Oath Hall of Obsidian Keep alone. Black stone stretched beneath my feet, cold enough to bite through my slippers, and every step made the cracked channels around my dragon core grind deeper into my chest. “I’m here to renounce the Obsidian Court and dissolve my life-bond with the Dragon Lord.” The clerk took in my bloodless face and lowered his voice. “Lady Ashton, once I set the seal, the Court will no longer be required to protect you. Are you certain?” My dragonfire had been unstable since birth, leaving me weaker than most dragonkin. When I was te