Dragon Slave Novels & Stories

Sindre had never witnessed the two this much at odds with one another. Sixten, an elegant grey dragon, worked as a representative of the dragons with magical affinities within the kingdom. Those with magical affinities often found themselves with a higher status than those without. For they were considered the ones that were most loved by the goddess Alira. Being a holder of an affinity, Sixten is one who upholds prejudice against those without. It was his firm belief that dragons who have no more than an element type are beneath those with more powerful magic. If Alira did not love those dragons enough to bestow an affinity unto them, then why should he.

To me he was magnificent and a perfect fit and I stepped through the fire having given Chase his moment of glory as first born. “Turn around,” Elder Michael said and I complied. “This is unheard of!” Elder Victor said with shock in his voice. I turned to face them again and I saw that same pride in Lucas’s eyes. I felt indestructible and I knew that Abeloth was also a warrior dragon. He was fierce and gave me the impression that he wouldn’t take anyone’s shit. “I am Abeloth,” he said as he took control and my eyes glowed yellow. “This can’t be right,” Elder Cliff said and they all looked at each other. Abeloth separated from me and roared in a low voice as he glared at them.

“With the help of me and my four brothers. That first video is real, and it is my brother Mitchell. Each of my brothers' dragons is a different color. Mine happens to be red.” I just sat staring at him. “What about those dreams all those months ago?” “My great grandfather had a gift and I think I inherited it. Yet somehow this gift brought you into it. Somehow you experienced what I was.” “And this bonding dream? Are you saying we are bonded for life?” “Yeah. My dragon recognized you even through the dreams as my mate.” I look over at the TV and saw Draco the dragon. “You look like that only red?” He smiled as he looked at the screen, “I would like to think my dragon is nicer looking.”

They dressed in white, a counterpart to the order of the Black Knights and honoring Nayara’s bright scales. There came a time, however, when the forces of both humanity and Dragon would be tested, though not in the way any of them might have expected. Neyalha, the Dragon Mother, ageless and seemingly exceedingly wise, grew more and more restless. Her mate Gheyaral did not understand. Together they had created this world, and from his perspective all was proceeding well. Yet Neyalha continued to grow more and more unsettled as she observed the actions of the life she had seeded so many ages before.

The punishment for betraying us will be far worse than anything the vampires or wolves could ever do. As the dragon prince, I had additional magical abilities. My special gift is controlling the elements: fire, water, wind, and earth. My gift is something I can naturally do in both my human and dragon forms. I also can use spells, but it takes additional magic. I always took my magical abilities for granted. Never did I believe there would come the time where I needed to limit myself. Once I find the stone and take my rightful place on the throne, I will show the world my true limitless power. All will bow, and those that refuse will not have mercy. The night creatures we once allowed to exi

They had spiky nails on their feet capable of tearing their victims' flesh, and on their heads were pointed horns. The wings' divine gift helped them explore the Earth end- to- end quickly and easily, seeking the supreme good they believed to be somewhere well hidden. When humans appeared on Earth, dragons showed great interest in these creatures and began to observe their evolution. Over the years, people have acquired the ability to speak. The dragons were terribly jealous of this human ability. They wanted to make it their own, believing that they had received it through magic. So they decided to enslave humans in order to discover their secret. What gives them this ability? Were they the

Maybe that was why he was no longer with his tribe. The gigantic dragon’s head leaned forward, its snake-like neck curving majestically so one side of its eye could meet mine. Creed’s natural dark eyes with a hint of amber flickered back and forth from his dark fired ones. Only one word could describe this dragon, the same as Creed. Beautiful.

​The voice did not use words, but the meaning crashed against my consciousness with the force of a tidal wave. The water around me boiled instantly, turning from freezing cold to scorching heat. A pair of colossal, glowing amber eyes opened in the abyssal dark above the basin, each eye larger than a carriage, burning with an unquenchable fire that illuminated towering scales of obsidian and gold. ​It was Ignis, the Dragon Emperor, sealed away in the darkest prison of the world for epochs. ​Instantly, the ancient beast released a fraction of its true aura, projecting a crushing wave of spiritual pressure designed to grind any intruder's mind into nothingness.

If it thought it was me then. "Who am I and what am I?" I asked. " Danae Ravdylon. Bearer of the Ice Dragon." It managed to sound dry even with its kind of voice. I folded my arms and nodded. "So, you're an ice dragon and I carry you. Fair enough." It flapped its wings again. "I am 'THE' Ice Dragon. The only one. The bearers may expire but I live forever. Only I. For another to be born, I have to expire."

’ I ask. I can’t assume. Dragons do have several animal enemies, one, in particular, loves the taste of dragon eggs – sneak-snakes. The huge snakes live in the areas where the dragons nest. I’m not sure if the dragons drew the sneak-snakes because of where they choose to nest, or if the area was already their home and it is just bad luck for the dragons. Either way, there are always sneak-snakes around the dragon nests. It’s another reason the silvers are standing sentinel. They won’t let the snakes get their queen. ‘Yes,’ Bymjym growls, blowing fire in his anger as we fly.