Dragons Era Novels & Stories

Yet the owner of this palace was so powerful that he had dozens of Rogue Immortals as servants! The old man seemed to sigh again. "Young man, have you heard of the Divine Archean Dragon, Yinglong, or the Evil Archean Dragon, Qiongtian?" Xiao Chen reflected carefully. These two dragons must have been presences from a mythical era, from several thousand or tens of thousands years ago. The heaven and earth must have just emerged from their chaotic, primordial state.

"Yes, he and I go way back. At first, he was wary of us, but we taught each other about ourselves after meeting him. It helped us understand each other more and because good friends. He even convinced most dragons to be friends with humans." "Wow, I never knew." "That is until Elderon, younger than Gorik, wanted to end humanity and rebelled. There was an all-out war between them. It was known as The End because people feared that the war between two dragons would end the world. Many dragons died, which is the reason why dragons no longer exist except for Gorik and Elderon." I never saw something like that happen way back before any of us were born. It's not in the books or stories mentioned.

The tremendous presence studied the tattoo on her back. “And what do we have here? I’m in awe there are still worshippers of Dragons existing in this fallen era,” The Lung Dragon known to be Dracsora the Dragon of Discreet emphasized. “Nevertheless, I still don’t care, since you came all the way to my lair just to talk. I deemed your efforts insufficient. Your virtues are all mine." Dracsora opened his jaws wide about devouring in a single snap.

In the Ernest Palace, Valerie is learning some basic spells, which are the most important part of the Ernest clan. Even though the Ernest clan is the weakest dragon clan of the four clans, it is blessed with some amazing powers. Once in every hundred years, a golden dragon will be born in the Ernest Palace. That golden dragon will have unique abilities than the rest and will prove to be the most powerful dragon of that generation. Everyone expected that Arthur's mother will have a golden dragon. But to everyone's disappointment, that didn't happen. Since then, the Ernest clan priests and the royals are waiting for the blessed golden dragon, who will be the pride of their clan.

"Zeze said, '' I don't know what you are talking about. ''Ezra said, ''Of course, you don't, "Zeze said, ''Artemis was the first dragon; he was a compelling one to everyone wanted his blood just for that fact he was hunted every day bye I heard he died many years ago. ''Ezra said, ''But only you would know that. ''Zeze said, ''Zeze, you're getting old and very suspicious of people; maybe you should retire. ''Ezra said, ''I will retire when the Holy ones tell me too. ''Zeze said.

"I consider it bad luck to be chosen, so I'm thinking my mother's dress will give me exactly what I need." My girlfriends looked around the teahouse to be sure I wasn't overheard. I spoke treason. We, the claiming brides, were revered and praised for our sacrifice. Thousands of years ago, our great, great many times over grandfathers reached a tentative peace with the dragons and agreed to the claiming once every twenty-five years. Four dragons, four claimings, four each century. No one had bothered to renegotiate in all these years. Before and after claimings, the dragons stayed in their realm and we stayed in ours. Of course, we couldn't cross into their realm, not without the magic the dr

He examined the engraving. “No.” I looked. The dragon wasn’t like Nicholas’s personal symbols. It had two heads. Wings spread. A crown between them. Lydia leaned closer. “That’s not a dragon.” “What?” I asked. She pointed. “Look at the tails.” Two bodies. Intertwined. Not one creature. Two. “Twins,” I whispered. Lydia looked at me. The room went silent again. Chase frowned. “I never noticed.” Nicholas turned the key.

She looked back at me with those dark eyes that had never once in nineteen years pretended not to see something they were seeing. "Mate bonds," I said carefully, "in dragon culture they are not chosen. They are recognized. The dragon part of a person identifies their counterpart and it is" I paused. "It is not a feeling exactly. It is more like a fact. Something that simply is, regardless of whether either person is ready for it or wants it." Lyra was quiet. "And Drex," she said. "His dragon has recognized" "Yes," I said. She looked at the window. "He is two hundred and thirty years old," she said.

Rosco spoke slightly unsure what he should believe or not. “That’s because she is a dual dragon.” Drezic spoke almost out mind. If they thought spirit dragons where rare. Duel dragons are even more. It normally happened with the ultra rare dragons. Him and Asrar where lucky to have just one. “She has a regular dragon, probably purple like my mother was and the all powerful gold dragon. The purple one is so she can keep her power protected until she wants to use it. I think it will be the one you will have no problem using the gems power with.”

We stopped running and walked to the edge of the tree line. We stood at the edge of the dark forest. I could feel the eyes of all the night creatures on us as we waited for the Dragons to come forward. No beast was dumb enough to challenge one, well, not anymore. Their species had once almost become extinct centuries ago, but thanks to Garren's family and their warriors. They were able to regain control of their kingdom and rebuild their species once again. "She's here. Now bring out the one you have captive and explain your orders." Damon demanded. Two large shadows appeared. Their golden eyes were glowing in the dark as their dragons showed their presence.