Dragon Trainers Novels & Stories

"It is quite unfortunate that this happened here while we left. We can into an agreement. A mutual agreement and we intend to honor that agreement. Which is why we'll begin training tomorrow." The next day was a busy day and it began as early as possible for the members of the howling wind pack. Draven, his Beta and Sebastian supervised the trainings themselves ensuring that the men train harder. The howling pack might be smaller than the other packs but they were a proud and determined people. With the right push, Draven believed that he would make fighters out of them yet. ****

There are three types of Knights in the association: (1) the High Knights who were the ones closest to the royal family of the Laera Kingdom; (2) the warriors, the Knights who received missions from the High Knights through the Head of the Knights Association, and; (3) the mentors, who mold the Knights for three years into strong, capable warriors. Major Dylan watched horrified as his students charged at the water clone. Leon created dozens of his own which dog piled the Aidan water clone. Sophia, Zain, and the real Leon ran around the wiggling mass of magic clones and shot towards the real Aidan holding him captive.

I had to get there. “Give me ten minutes,” I said and closed the link. I shouted across the field for the trainees to stop and come back. There were several looks of surprise, but more looks of relief. Once they had all got back to me, I told them that training was cancelled for the rest of the day and they could start getting ready for the feast tonight. There was a cheer through the trainees, which soon quieted when I sent a disapproving look. I sent them off with the promise of double training next week. They headed off with a groan. I watched as one by one they shifted into their dragons and flew off towards the city. I shook my head. These kids really did rely too much on their dragons.

Drake is surprised when his mate kissed him on his lips willingly. But his surprise lasted only for a moment because in the next instant she became unconscious. He is almost near the cliff. He doubled his efforts and ran towards it. 'Sean Joseph' is an age-old green dragon, who is protecting the dragon's history and secrets. The green dragons are peace lovers and are the history keepers of the dragon clan. They are trusted with the dragon's secrets, which will be disastrous if they fell into the wrong hands.

"The heat signature in the Garrison District is spiking. They're literally baking in their armor." "It won't hold them forever," Tristan said, checking his pistol. It was a standard kinetic slug-thrower. He missed the ability to just drain the enemy, but he pushed the thought away. Adapt. Survive. "Drax is old school. If his tanks won't start, he'll march on foot. We need to cut off the head of the snake before he rallies the infantry." "Head of the snake," Saoirse mused. "That used to be you."

“Glad you like it, kiddo. Maybe one day I’ll take you for a ride.” I caught up to them, shaking my head with a smile. “Don’t encourage her, Jake. She’s already been asking to ride Talon’s.” He grinned, his gray eyes twinkling. “Well, she needs to learn sometime.” I rolled my eyes, but before I could respond, Trina appeared in the doorway, her fiery hair catching the sunlight. “Look what the dragon dragged in!” she said, her voice warm as she stepped outside and pulled me into a hug. “How you holding up, girl?”

Tristan took a sharp breath in and jumped back as the large beast shifted so close, that his massive body almost landed on him. "For fuck sakes Draven! You almost flattened me!" Tristan looked at the magnificent creature in front of him, shocked that he was almost flattened like a pancake. "I'll tell ya, it doesn't matter how many times I see you, it blows me away every time Draven." Tristan was impressed by the sheer size of Draven. His body was so massive that his tail was resting in the river. His colors were more beautiful than anything he'd ever seen. All the red, blue, and charcoal color was gorgeous, and somehow also made him look even more terrifying than he already was.

I smile and pick him up, placing him on my shoulders as I continue outside. Once at the training field, I put Drago on his feet and then we ran through some warm-up moves. When I can I have been doing this with him since he could walk. We train together well into the morning when we are then joined by Savannah. We both stop and out of respect and courtesy for her as a female,` we both bow. I then look down at Drago and say, “Do you mind giving us a few?” “But Julian, we have hardly done anything…”