Dragon Story Book Novels & Stories

“Master, what would you like us to do? You need only whisper your command, and we will follow.” Evrah grabbed the wood harder, her gaze darting quickly from left to right, trying to get a closer look. She spotted a big shimmering black dragon that seemed to be looking right at her. The big eye blinked, its big frame fidgeting a bit. A huge black and silver mass of scales and muscles sat directly across from her, its ginormous purple eyes had her dead to rites, and they both knew it. “Please don't give me way,” she whispered, shaking from fear. She cursed that her curiosity had gotten her noticed. The dragon blinked a final time and averted its eyes somewhere else as if it had heard her whisp

Making a mental note to pick up some books by the author for Andreena. ‘Based on the best-selling book series by Jenson Spellmore Dragon’s Lovers,’ Andreena settled against me and we watched the show for a few minutes before the main dragon came onto the screen. He wasn’t in his human form and I heard my mate suck in a breath. She glanced over at me before looking at the screen and then back at me again. “What is it, sweet Andreena?” I asked, reaching for the remote and turning the volume down so that I could focus on her.

she suggested, her voice a gentle whisper. Theo, snuggled comfortably in a pile of pillows, leaned closer, his eyes glued to the pages. Mama Hazel, her voice filled with warmth and emotion, brought the story to life, her words painting vivid images in Theo's mind. The story was about a brave little dragon who set out on a quest to find his missing treasure. Theo, captivated by the dragon's adventures, followed every twist and turn of the story, his imagination soaring with each page. "Mama Hazel, can you tell me another story?" he asked, his voice filled with a longing for more.

"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

"I’m from a dragon and god bloodline. I used to shapeshift… before I lost my powers." Lucius, who had begun walking away, stopped and turned. But he said nothing. "Wow," Janet whispered. "Just like the legend." "What legend?" I asked. "Come, I’ll show you," Jack said, guiding me toward the school’s library. Inside, the air was thick with knowledge. Shelves reached the ceiling, filled with books from different worlds and realms. But in the center of the library… a massive book floated in mid-air. "Wooow," I breathed.

The family where women were worshipped as Durga (a female goddess), the eternal power. He had seen better days in his childhood but their family misfortune had landed them in this hell-hole called Dharavi. At that age, he didn’t understand the dealings of the grown-ups, but he had heard his mum and dad speak about getting cheated by their business partner. He had no idea of their business, no inkling of what the matter was and he didn’t care. Thinking about it would neither bring food nor money to him, so it was a mere waste of time.

It lumbered closer to her, nudging her up from the ground with it’s large head. It’s eyes seemed to plead with her. Madchen couldn’t take her eyes off him, it had to be a boy she just knew. Instead of being terrified, she felt strangely safe and comforted. She reached a shaky hand to his nose, and the dragon bent his head allowing her to touch him. “D,Drago?” she whispered. The dragon purred as she rubbed his nose. He closed his eyes in contentment as smoke bellowed from his nostrils. Madchen watched in amazement as Drago appeared before her, in all his naked glory.Before she could move, he had her wrapped safely in his arms.

Everyone was talking about a prophecy and he knew nothing about it. Rosalie heard the book thumping against the wall and woke up panicked. She panicked more when Asrar wasn’t beside her. She threw off the sheets and raced out to the shared living space. She knew Ryan and Avalon where in a room beside them. Exiting the room she didn’t see Asrar anywhere which worried her. She did however see the book on the floor. Quietly walking over she lifted it and frowned. This book belonged to her grandmother. She remembered her reading it to her. ‘Dragons Gem.’ Was the ancient text on the cover. It was an old leather cased book that had gotten soft over the years. Her Grandma had made a special cover t

Rose’s POV With nothing to do, I balanced on the bed, legs crossed like the monks in the temple, and resumed my reading of the strange book titled The Girl the Dragon Spared. Earlier in the book, I had read about a little girl named Pearl who was thrown into a dragon’s den as food by a wicked king who had purchased her from her poor parents. It had become something like a custom—the king offering little children to the dragon in exchange for it not reducing his city and people to ash with its fire. But in Pearl’s case, instead of devouring her, the dragon took her in, treated her like her own child, and spared her life.

"I have a theory." Draco said as he flipped the pages of the old book. It was called the book of supernaturals. A small leather bound book that had information on every recorded supernatural. Gabriel had called Draco the minute he left Elliot who had been thoroughly confused by his request. Draco had come over quickly and Gabriel ushered him into his study and locked the door behind them. It was still early, too early for Lori to wake up so he knew they had a few more minutes to themselves before she woke up.