Dragon Who Controls Time Novels & Stories

I growl, annoyed at the fact Mallard left the door open and this idiot has now ruined my fantasy. “Your father wants to see you.” I nod, “I’ll be there in a few minutes.” I watch as he bows before turning around, “And close the door on your way out.” The door closes and I exhale sharply- what now? I know my father is anxious about me being able to produce an heir, but I am doing everything in my power to make sure it happens by the deadline. By dragon law, I need to have one in the next five years if I want to continue my rule, if I do not produce one, my insane brother could try to claim the throne, and no one would want that.

Rebeka said. What she was referring to was, in the day the dragons originally created Dracoterrum, the races that followed them dedicated the subsequent years to them out of respect, starting with their first who perished to create their world, Golden Dragon called Lokmar, each dragon year lasting for 1000 years before moving down the dragon line of succession, until their current year, Red Dragon 510. “So which race was using their own calendar and created this book then?” Markus asked. “I am sorry my lord, but I do not know who used that calendar system” Rebeka answered truthfully.

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

Alicia decided she had to see if he was still conscious before determining if she could help him or not. One quiet step at a time, Alicia came upon the dragon. He was blue, purple, and green and his skin shone in the sunlight like oil. Being a girl who knew no fear, she carefully reached a hand out to touch him. After all, it was not every day that you got to touch a dragon, she thought. He didn’t open his eyes when she gently touched the side of his face. That gave her courage to examine him. Alicia had hopes to be a Doctor of Animals, but she knew that was just a dream. No one would take a woman seriously.

He eventually told me that the moon goddess had appeared to him in a dream, commanding him to do everything I desire. Forging the sword in the space of fifteen hours was more difficult. I had the hands of every blacksmith in the East on deck, and just after it was made, I started heading back. I was barely able to keep up with calls and texts from Michelle, because I was too busy with saving the world. Drayton, the dragon of the West, stood behind prince Franklin, now Tenebris, while I stood in front. Maybe with an amount of luck, we might win.

I was expecting something more special, it seems I have to investigate all these things by myself. Arriving at the temple where my ancestors were, Drogo landed and paid her respect as well. It takes a dragon a thousand years to find its rider, it would only be born when it finds its rider. My father landed alongside his dragon, and after paying their respect they flew into the clouds. No matter how far a dragon is, it appears immediately when summoned by its rider.

Rex asked, though he suspected he already knew the answer. "And then your dragon must take the energy into itself, using the ancient magics that exist beyond this realm to neutralize it," she replied. "It will create a counterbalance—order against chaos, creation against destruction." The godking's transformation was accelerating, his humanoid form giving way to something monstrous and alien. Horns of crystallized void energy erupted from his shoulders and back, his arms elongating into appendages that terminated not in hands but in writhing masses of darkness. "We're out of time," Marcia shouted, retreating from the expanding field of corruption around the godking.

he said to me. “Let’s do it,” I said to him and he nodded in my head. I could feel him push through and my eyes glowed yellow as the room became silent and everyone stared at me. Timothy had lurked outside while the Elders had been here but he had joined us soon after they left. “What’s going on with him?” Timothy asked as he pointed towards me. “He’s accessing his dragon to find Hannah, his dragon has taken over now,” Jasper said. “Hello vampire,” Baz said as he turned to Timothy.

My dragon, being selfish and greedy, lunged forward inside me, flinging my eyes open wildly, grabbing her dainty wrist. Odessa's heart jumped from her chest, but not enough time to scream. Her light laugh held a 'whoops,' she likes to say when she has made a mistake, but there was no mistake in her hands. My dragon had control of me. I could barely get the movements of my body under control, but then did I want to?

“But he did. You see, I have the ability to turn back time. Another has the ability to see the future. Amongst us, there are those that can do a lot more than just that. There is even one of us that can release your Dragon. With our abilities combined, we can put an end to the council, but we don’t because as much as everyone hates us, we still honor the Dragon Code.” My eyes bulged at Trenton and for the first time in a long time, I felt as if there was a light at the end of the tunnel. Even if Cyran hadn’t liked it when I went on my three-month hiatus, I was glad I had. Because of that, I was able to meet the very ones who could put an end to all of this. “I…” Cyran seemed to be at a loss