Dragons Merlin Novels & Stories

I spent hours studying the text. I learned about Alice's Dragon, referred to in ancient languages as the 'Rare Healer of Fire.' This unique dragon was gifted with ancient magic. If the Rare Healer of Fire mated with another dragon, they would be reborn as humans but retain the ability to use dragon magic without their dragon forms.

Merlin painted ancient symbols into my chest and forehead using Rico’s blood. “Gather around. Who among you has a great connection to this person?” Merlin asked. All the people inside the clinic exchanged doubtful glances. Draku and Porter immediately stepped aside as they both know they just met me a few days ago. Kevin, Judie, and Rico voluntarily offered their bits of help. Subsequently, Merlin instructed Kevin, Judie, and Rico to surround me and hold each other’s arms. He started speaking ancient languages loudly and clearly. “Remember, we are trying to wake up the beast. Do not be scared and don’t let go no matter what. Is everyone ready?”

Blaze remembered. "That's the same one. I don't know until very recently that even Dragons originated from the fairy. The fairy goddess became sad when she saw her children fighting with each other, so she gifted the powers of the relic to three women, who most probably are fully fae or half-fae like my Mate. Then a dragon would be born as her protector and Mate. Together they would protect both the fae and the dragon races. So our mother decided to become a matchmaker. These three dragons are the protectors, who would be taking the thrones as the three elders" Drake explained. Blaze nodded his head.

Startled by what she was seeing, Merlia gave him a cold look at what he was doing. “Why are you drawing a dragon?” Anberine asked, looking at him with a baffled look. “Because Merlin had a connection to dragons” Merlia said coldly, feeling bitter about what Skye was drawing. A dragon half curled up had its wings appearing almost as if it was about to take flight now formed on the paper after Skye finished drawing. Skye as he took in the appearance of the symbol froze as a thought came to him. “Found out where you saw it yet?” the voice asked with a neutral tone as Skye rushed off towards the third bookshelf that was near the other end of the room.

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

She questioned me with confused face and I turned my head up to stare deep in her eyes. “Every Dragon person has their own Dragon sprit which is our original Dragon form that we change into…. King Jamerian Borg he was a ghost who was living in mortal body of King Erlenduris because of which he was able to see my true form when we visited him in conference hall” I explained her

All of the dragons growled in unison, it was very loud, and the very foundations of the earth shook. As Raisel stared at them, something struck her, how very different she was from Dragomir. Their lives were like two parallel lines. He was a dragon, and not only that he was king of the dragons which means he had responsibilities that had to be fulfilled. He had the stone too which means the dragons were powerful. She was only a human girl now, their adventure had come to an abrupt end. She had to go back to Avalon, to her life there.

“Master, what would you like us to do? You need only whisper your command, and we will follow.” Evrah grabbed the wood harder, her gaze darting quickly from left to right, trying to get a closer look. She spotted a big shimmering black dragon that seemed to be looking right at her. The big eye blinked, its big frame fidgeting a bit. A huge black and silver mass of scales and muscles sat directly across from her, its ginormous purple eyes had her dead to rites, and they both knew it. “Please don't give me way,” she whispered, shaking from fear. She cursed that her curiosity had gotten her noticed. The dragon blinked a final time and averted its eyes somewhere else as if it had heard her whisp

Her breath catches between sobs. Arthur, completely out of touch with the situation asks, “How is this possible?” “Really?” I toss my braids over my shoulder as I turn to face him, forgetting everything I said earlier about keeping my mouth shut. “You can't figure this out? YOU ARE KING ARTHUR, like THE KING ARTHUR, like the SWORD IN THE STONE and EXCALIBUR. For fucks sake, dude, your name is ARTHUR DRAKE! Drake as in “dragon” as in “The Pendragon.” Camelot and all that jazz.” I wave my arms frantically from Devona to Faye. “She’s telling you that the court of King Arthur is real, that Faye is your sister, again. And this crazy lady here with the spiffy jacket, she isn’t just a Merlin, she’s

Pulling my thoughts out of the past, I shivered. “You, okay?” “Yeah, just thinking.” I whispered, looking out at the water. Wondering what had happened to that man that had saved me and what he could be now that I knew other such creatures existed. “What were you thinking about?” Louis asked. I shook my head, watching the way that the water moved over his feet. “Do you, I mean… Are mermaids real?” My cheeks heated up at the question and I felt stupid for asking it. Dragons were real. I’d seen it with my own eyes, felt the change in me as my dragon had woken up. There was nothing to say that what I had seen wasn’t real.