Dragon Titan Novels & Stories

Yrian said smilingly, “I have an Eight-Star Combat Power. However, it’s because of my identity.” James asked curiously, “What’s your identity?” Yrian smiled and replied, “I’m Yrian Zvecha, but I am also the Zvecha Dragon, the first Divine Dragon to exist before these worlds formed.” ‘Another being that existed way before our worlds? Are there that many mysterious beings hidden in the different corners of our worlds?’ James looked at him in shock.

Trenton asked, taking a few steps back. “Okay, I see your point. While I don’t believe my father would have done that, I will take your word for it. Since you can turn back time, I will want you to show me what really happened back then, but later.” Cyran answered Trenton, as I held my breath to keep myself from throwing up. “First, let’s get rid of that black Dragon Mark.” Trenton waved his hand and a female, about my age stepped forward. She looked tiny and I couldn’t imagine that she was able to contain a Dragon within her. I knew there were female Dragons, but this was the first time I had seen one.

Silent steps on the grass. "I am Átila. This is Kuzey. We are the Twin Dragons, ancient guardians of this land." Irmak couldn't look away. Between their legs, semi-erect penises swung heavily. Thick. Veins pulsing visibly under the thin skin. Broad, pink heads glistening slightly with moisture. She had never seen men so perfect. So rawly powerful. Their scent invaded the clearing. Burnt wood. Dark spices. Something animal. Wild. Masculine.

I rub my cheek along him and a rumble comes from him that sends all sorts of tingles through me. As I turn my head to the other side I see Dragus shifting into his dragon form just as big as Darian's but silver instead of gold, the same piercing eyes looking back at me, he moves slowly towards me just as cautious as Darian, when he reaches me, he does the same as his brother and runs his head along my other side with a rumble of his own. I wrap my body around him as he brings his head back. He gives me a toothy grin that I all but return.

The dragons, proud and fierce in flight, Guard ancient truths and sacred rights. Their eggs are gems of breath and flame, Yet stolen now in power’s name. Ryuki How in the world did Skylar think she was going to leave her dragon? It’s impossible. Cyryl may not be able to fly yet, but there’s no way she’s going to allow Skylar to leave her. She may only be a hatchling, but that doesn’t mean she can’t and won’t call the thunder to war.

“Let’s not waste time pretending this is a misunderstanding.” Darion swallows. “You don’t understand what Malrec is offering,” he says hoarsely. I stop directly in front of him. “No,” I reply. “I understand perfectly.” His eyes brighten slightly, as though he believes he has found a sliver of sympathy. “Then you must see reason. Dragons ruling both realms again, restoring our rightful dominance—” My fist strikes him before he finishes the sentence. The crack of bone against flesh echoes sharply through the chamber. Darion slumps forward against the chains, blood spilling from his mouth.

As her dragon glided along warm currents, tracking Ragnar's mate, she looked up from the valleys below and beheld a breathtaking sight. In the distance flew a gigantic white dragon, her crests were tinged a dusky pink, and Titan felt she'd never seen a beast so beautiful. This must be the Queen's dragon. Beating her wings to lessen the distance between them, Titan had to put real effort in to catch up, and she was puffing before she reached the Queen's tail. There she noticed the real struggle taking place.

We’d always had a special connection and she was asking me to let the past go, to let go of Luciana and let her rest in peace, to forgive my family and to forgive myself. “When did she merge?” Nova had sensed the flow between us and even Ally’s eyes flashed between blue and silver. “She didn’t, she was born with her dragon. Scared the crap out of me when her dragon started to appear three days after her birth.” Ryder gave Ally a look and she shook her head. “That’s incredible Wynter and I have to say you really are a very good father. She’s just precious.” “I’ve had help. Chandra and Lauren gives her the feminine rounding she needs.”

“I really, really hope that you can be something like my fellow Halflings’ familiars.” Matilda told me that among the three Halflings who already got their familiars, Damon has the strongest. Apparently, Damon has the Hydria also known as a water and forest dragon with three heads – it has a great generative ability that if anyone cuts off its head, it will grow in a matter of seconds with twice the number of the original heads. Damn! Just thinking about him having that advantage boils my blood.

"Move!" Dax roared, shoving my father toward the stolen SUV. "The ceiling is coming down!" But the loading dock wasn't empty anymore. Standing between us and the exit was a nightmare of chrome and hydraulics. A Titan-Sentinel. It was twelve feet tall, a bipedal tank with a rotary cannon for an arm. In the original timeline, this thing had killed three of our best riders. It had taken us six chapters to figure out how to scratch its paint.