Dragons Era Novels & Stories

The family where women were worshipped as Durga (a female goddess), the eternal power. He had seen better days in his childhood but their family misfortune had landed them in this hell-hole called Dharavi. At that age, he didn’t understand the dealings of the grown-ups, but he had heard his mum and dad speak about getting cheated by their business partner. He had no idea of their business, no inkling of what the matter was and he didn’t care. Thinking about it would neither bring food nor money to him, so it was a mere waste of time.

My hand gripped the quill causing it to break. "Long ago, Dragons used to live in a place called Earth." My Mother began. "These dragons were eventually hunted, killed for the hide and their hordes of treasure. Humans didn't understand that we were just like them, had families, loved, and cared for one another. We were seen as monsters. Until one day, the gods made this realm, Bergarian. Our land is cared for here, the sky is clear, the world is untarnished by the wicked ways some humans abuse their world." "Mother, why did the gods let the humans live if they are so evil?" Mother tutted, picking up a clean piece of parchment.

she whispered and then buried her face in his neck. The two dragons waited for a year for her to recuperate from the pregnancy and then started training her dragon. It was a difficult start for Meryl, but she had to know her feral form. Her dragon was a beautiful blue with azure spikes and azure wings. No one had such a beautiful dragon in Galdere. Whenever she shifted, it was a treat to watch and both her dragons would shift too.

She leaned against me while I began to tell her. “As you saw for yourself, my brothers and I are dragon shapeshifters. We boarded our ship and escaped our world. Drakkon has been at war for many years and the weapons the Curonder’s, that is who our enemy is. They last used a weapon that had turned into germ fare. It has made our women sterile and they can no longer bear children. Along with the chemicals from the weapons that went airborne, it is killing off all vegetation. And poisoned the water. The water had all but dried up by now. My brothers and I tried to tell the council that we needed to leave our world and find someplace to start over. But they argue that with women not able to giv

"Dormant. Fafnir sacrificed much to protect you from the void energy, but dragons are resilient creatures. Given time and the right circumstances, I believe he could recover." Rex touched the lifeless bracelet. "What kind of circumstances?" Kiri hesitated, choosing her words carefully. "Powerful magic, certainly. But more importantly, a return to sources of draconic energy. This realm has very little such power naturally occurring. But Dracoterrum..." "Is filled with it," Rex finished, understanding dawning. "Because of the dragons that created it." "Precisely," Kiri nodded. "In Dracoterrum, surrounded by ambient draconic energy, your bond with Fafnir might have the best chance of fully rest

Deep down something told Iris that the old lady wasn't lying, that there was a truth to this side of history that no one had ever told her. Lady Marie smiled, "Dragons decided to slumber. Deep in the cores of mountains and ranges. Transformed and slept, some have been sleeping for thousands of years. Only a few remained awake to keep their legacy going. After all, we are the noblest of all of God's creations on Earth. And you never find a Dragon-shifter dear, if a Dragon-shifter wants you, they'll find you, even abduct you if that's what it takes." She tapped Iris' hand again and winked knowingly at her.

said Ruby. Eric nodded. His eyes looked around for any signs of Kenneth’s dragon. He chuckled as he thought this was a neat trick. “Purple dragon, it’s your turn.” Eric’s purple dragon emerged, and he spit out flames of black and purple flame. “Eternal darkness.” The blue dragon black covered himself with the black and purple flame and plunged into the smoke. There were roars of the dragons as Eric’s dragon found Kenneth’s. Kenneth’s dragon was screeching in pain as he got shot with the fireball. He went diving into the ground, dissipating the smoke.

Orgasm crashed tsunami, walls clamping vise his length, scream ripped raw as he followed—hot pulse flooding claim visceral, collapsing chest-to-chest thunder-hearts sync. Storm raged unabated outside, but inside bond deepened irrevocable—obsession confessed, submission tasted, philosophies entwined, not clashed. Silk ties loosened post-climax, tender; his fingers tracing the scar above my brow, mirror-soft, obsidian gaze a vulnerable fracture. "Two years waiting. No more games." I twisted free, partial, mahogany palm cupping scarred jaw possessively now, full lips curving half-smirk echo his. "Games just escalated, dragon. You fell first—I decide the rise."

It's so astonishing that he's unable to take his eyes off of hers. But then he grips the reign of his behaviour and replies with a silly smile, "...You see...I meditate frequently. Can you guess why?" Erin nods her head in negative which causes him to speak again, "We dragons are the legendary creatures throughout the history of civilization. We're God's vessel and considered to be equal to the angels. That's why we lived very long lives and saw humans and other living beings changing through the time. At the time, I envied them for having such a life full of surprises when mine was like stuck in a sand clock. When dragons feel lost, they lose their stability and go into chaos. The Yellow dr

It was the place where she felt she belonged, now and forever. "You know, in old times, and I mean old times like before my parents… Middle Ages, and even before that, there was a handful of cases when dragons were mated to other species. Plus, there is something about pure dragon couples that makes them infertile for the better part of the century. That's partly the reason why there's so little of us in the world. And most of the living dragons are now very old. Some of them never had kids…