Dragons Pet Novels & Stories

Little treasure pouted as she closed her eyes; she slowly entered a meditative state before mind linking with Chris “Daddy, little treasure wants to see a dragon too.” Chris pursed his lips “Daddy cannot promise. Dragons are not pets nor can they be tamed; they do not listen to anyone but their friends.” “I can ask.” Big treasure too had entered a meditative state and communicated with his daddy and little treasure; he knew that he was careless when he whispered before. All his uncles and grandparents were practitioners, their hearing was better than the average person.

I wanted to speak when I suddenly saw the dragon standing a few feet away from me and looking at me with that dark look that frightened the hell out of me. Did she bring me out to feed me to this dragon? As if on cue, she walked towards the dragon and explained to me, "This is my pet, Pyros. He was the one that sent warning signals of an intruder in my office. Don't worry. He's just a baby. He won't hurt you." My jaws almost dropped. A dragon as huge and tall as this is just a baby? Then what would he look like when he becomes fully grown. I suddenly thought of something and called out, "Elda... Are you Elda?"

That better be just showing! "Dragons come from eggs. You can tell by his dark scales he is a Night dragon. When he's older he'll be able to hide Dmitri in shadows as well as the darkness." Toma let out a playful growl from the attention and looked back at me. "You want to pet this little guy?" "He won't bite me, will he?" Milo asked cautiously, starting to look excited.

I said in frustrated tone, Coincidently at same time Petro chained from ceiling shattered down into pieces and he managed to break free from his shackles…. Once he was free, in blink of an eye Petro shifted in his large Dragon form… his Dragon was just like Terra except he was in lighter shade of brown… with honey colored brownish eyes… This tomb was already full because of two dragons and now that petro shifted it was extreme crowded.

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.

The reason she was named Angel was due to the fact that her Dragon was an Angel Aura quartz color. We hadn’t changed her name when she shifted for the first time. Unlike other Dragons, she had also been born with a Dragon Stone, which was the Angel Aura quartz. The Stone was beautiful, with a white base and a mixture of iridescent colors. She was the most beautiful Dragon that I have ever seen. Depending on how the light hit her, her coloring would shimmer with a colorful aura. The Stone had been named correctly because whenever I saw it, she looked like an Angel.

she pouted and tilted her head. “It’s probably not me as I don’t have such powers, I’m just an Imugi as you said that day, it’s the truth. The one you are talking about is the powers only a pure dragon who possesses the orb of yeouiju means a dragon pearl, possess such power. The snakes that have lived a thousand-year have a chance of becoming a dragon. Those large snakes are called Imugi. And that Imugi, I’m not a dragon.” He smiled bitterly as if he was trying to hide something behind his smile.

His nostrils widened, and he exhaled warm air onto my skin. "Missed me, huh?" I whispered, stroking my hand down the ridges of his jaw. I hugged the neck of the beast tightly. This is my hidden secret, this beast had been my playmate from childhood till now, protecting and keeping me safe and it's so good seeing its face again. Turtela made a strangled gasp. "Aurora, are you actually petting the dragon?" I turned to them with an eyebrow raised. "Why not? He likes me. He's been my playmate and protector since childhood."

Most of the dragons were sleeping, except for one: the largest, most ferocious of the bunch. My dragon. Igantius. He was large and foreboding, with leathery wings and dark red scales. His eyes glowed as he saw me. Despite his terrifying appearance, Iggy was a big puppy dog when it came to me. I took my time greeting him and scratching his scales. I started saddling him up to ride when I heard a voice from behind me. “He’s a special dragon.” It was Esmeralda. “He’s a magnificent beast,” I said, turning to face her.

I raise my shoulders at her. "You met him already? Who is it? Wait, I don't understand. That asshole cheated on you?" Jodie went from happy to murder in five seconds. "Jeez, relax. I guess, I did meet him. I have no idea who it is. My mother says that my dragon will tell me. She just hasn't spoken to me yet." I place my hands on her shoulders and pushed her out the door. "It kind of makes sense why your dragon hasn't spoken to you. We get our dragons young, so they learn and grow with us. At this stage, your dragon is still a baby. I think she still has to learn to talk I guess." I look at her in utter disbelief.