Dragonborn Saga Novels & Stories

They were arrogant and cocky towards her kind. "Reading too many fairy tales?" Drogo snorts. "We are dwindling in number. We have merged together. We aren't exactly picky about which jobs to take. Besides, Paiste isn't known for his peacekeeping ways." Selene eyes Drogo. "Who?" "Do you not know your history?" Drogo questions. "Paiste, the dragon that brought destruction to Celtic villages for vengeance? He is a fire dragon and has quite a temper. He rules our small hive and has quite a vendetta against wolves and vampires. Your witch handed him the perfect revenge on a silver platter-no puns intended." Drogo smiles at his joke.

“We end this war before the world splits a second time.” “Umbara is no ordinary enemy,” Orion pressed. “He’s no longer human.” Rayden gave a thin smile. “Neither am I.” The sky began to change color. From blue to dark red. From a distance, a rumbling sounded like the beating of thousands of wings. Anya looked up, her face tense. “Saint Dragon.” For a moment, their silhouettes appeared, creatures with silver scales, eyes empty, and radiant wings, diving from the cracks between worlds still open in the northern sky.

She jumped up immediately and took flight trying to get another shot at the Trifecta. “YOU NEED TO STOP THIS NOW! PLEASE! PLEASE DON'T MAKE ME DO THIS!” Dradon pleaded. He didn't want to hurt her, but he wouldn't be able to stop the pull to protect the Trifecta even from his dame. He didn't know how the hell any of this was even possible. No where in their history has two dragon breeds became mates. Something had to be wrong, maybe she was like his brother turned into a black dragon by the witch. Dradon thought to himself.

“Really? Then you must see Draconos Isles … it’s where the dragons have lived for thousands of years. I hear they even have a world of their own in a different dimension.” Mentioning the dragons had made Tristan remember the core that he had lost. He would never give up until he got his hands on it. It was only then he realized he had gone too far away from his plans. Instead of heading into Drava, the ship had taken its route onto Andorhal, in quite the opposite direction. And he had lost the orb. How much worse could his journey get?

It's the reason the curse of one-hundred-thousand years will bring me pain until those years have passed. I am the last direct descendant of Drakon, the dragon who caused the curse. My father was his brother. I alone should pay for Drakon's sins, but the Goddess is vengeful. I've watched all the dragons die but the four of us. Then watched my three remaining brother dragons suffer with the pain of losing their brides again and again. It's fitting that I loved Meagan so deeply, and I will love my next bride in the same way. Fire rises in my throat and I let it slice over the water that has accepted my bride as gift. Now the long years of loneliness begin again. And I will survive because drag

Sven said bitterly finally finding his voice, his hands were shaking and so were his brother's. "I know'', she said running her hands through her blonde hair. "Mother, please explain to me what is happening?'' ''I will tell you a story, listen carefully, there was once a young girl about your age, barely seventeen in a tiny town called Pumwa who could bind lightning, those were very troubling times, two fierce and powerful dragon lords were at war with each other, The conqueror and The whip, her family was dirt poor and with the war her older brother was stolen from the fields were he worked with other boys who were also taken, in the midst of all that hunger and chaos, she was marked with t

A voice called from the shadow, and a glowing gold box flew to the center of the room, runes around its edges as it twisted and turned, playing a song that inspired them all. "You claim for yourself, the name Alduin, the firstborn of Akatosh. What a twisted mistake, Bruja." The Golden Child flew from the shadows and tackled the dragon into the void below, and the war began. The strange cube continued playing as the two armies clashed, with Jacke, Jameson, Damien, and Alex at the head of it all; Slashing and shooting everything in sight from the middle of the hoard, they had no mercy to give, and no fear to feel. Only the adrenaline pumping through their veins reminded them they were alive, a

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

Mia knew that the reincarnation of The legendary mage would soon appear, after all she had been present when Freya, who was her childhood friend, had given birth to the reincarnation of the golden dragon. Only, the golden dragon had a biological mother and father who were both powerful dragons, unlike Cassy who had appeared from nowhere, and when Dylan who was Freya's soul mate had seen the tattoo of the golden dragon on his son's right wrist, he had immediately gotten rid of all the witnesses of his birth and he had asked her to protect their son.

New changes needed to be made and maybe this could one of them. Drake knew this new change, mixing the wolves and dragons, was dangerous. They both knew, but to live apart? It was too much. The new pack house would house both dragons and wolves with their bedroom on the upper floor. They would have to be careful of conflicts later on. Dragons and wolves had rival tempers.