Dragón Ball Novels & Stories

Ember’s hands had gone in instinctual protection to cradle the evidence of her pregnancy and her eyes met his in shared distress. Salamen’s words had truth behind them, Samuel acknowledged to himself as he crossed to stand with Ember, putting his arm around her, but he would never let Ember know of it. “We dragons have had multiple births this season,” he told the assembled dragons. “More than every season preceding it for decades. Across multiple bloodlines. Ember is right. Whilst the corporeal forms of the Goddess and Gods have disappeared from our world, and their descendants are under attack, the fact that dragons are seeing an increase is a sign that we are meant to fight this. The time

"She's a Witch!" The moment the gem slipped from my grasp, a sudden void consumed me, the magic dissipating with my relinquished hold. Stepping back from the booth, a profound stillness cloaked me as I observed the crowd converging. Panic etched itself onto the faces of men, women, and children alike. The murmurs of discontent swelled into an angry chorus, echoing through the air. In the distance, the clamor of approaching soldiers added urgency to the unfolding scene. A ripple of anxiety coursed through me as I trembled, gazing one final time at the old woman. "You glowed," she whispered. A mirror hung on a twisted post, and my reflection revealed tendrils of cerulean sparks dancing on my i

"If I could access these memories without knowing it, then whoever created DragonCoin might be in the same position—channelling dragon knowledge through technology without understanding the consequences." The car hummed as it accelerated onto the highway, its engine producing that strange purring sound that seemed to resonate with something deep in Sage's chest. The sensation was oddly comforting, like finding a missing piece of herself she hadn't known was gone. "First lesson," Marcus said, glancing at her. "Breath control. Dragons don't breathe fire—that's a human misconception. What we do is manipulate elemental energies through focused respiration." "Really starting with the basics, aren

Caught by surprise by my sudden action, he stood stiff but soon enough he hugged me back tight while feeling my swollen abdomen. I felt him ease down under my touch and he knelt slightly towards my belly and kissed it before bracing himself up for the dinner ahead. “I feel a lot better,” Jax honestly admitted. “Thank you, Kai,” he smiled and I patted his cheek before heading outside towards our ride. “Tell us something about the Dragon Ball, Ty. Any do’s and don’t’s to be followed there ?” I asked as we sped away towards the main city. “No rules except that just enjoy yourselves and do not disrespect anyone,” Ty replied casually. “The Dragon Ball is attended by dragons from all over the worl

Vaelora said. “Yes. So this is how it works. Not all, but many DragonBorns are born with a dragon egg. This egg hatches over the years into a dragon, which becomes their flamebound. More like a life partner." "Okay." Vaelora nodded attentively. "Every Dragonborn Sovereign king is special. Each king is born with a Golden Dragon. The Golden Dragon is different from every other dragon. It can also be called 'the royal dragon'." "So, it is more like the king over the other dragons?" Vaelora asked.

Caught by surprise by my sudden action, he stood stiff but soon enough he hugged me back tight while feeling my swollen abdomen. I felt him ease down under my touch and he knelt slightly towards my belly and kissed it before bracing himself up for the dinner ahead. “I feel a lot better,” Jax honestly admitted. “Thank you, Kai,” he smiled and I patted his cheek before heading outside towards our ride. “Tell us something about the Dragon Ball, Ty. Any do’s and don’t’s to be followed there ?” I asked as we sped away towards the main city. “No rules except that just enjoy yourselves and do not disrespect anyone,” Ty replied casually. “The Dragon Ball is attended by dragons from all over the worl

**** Max P O V When I was in my kingdom, my dad or our respectable king gave me the responsibility of organizing a grand dragon ball which was held every year in Dragomair on the occasion of the firelight festival. Hmm, the firelight festival was important because we believe that ritual blessed our tribes with more strength and made them powerful. Every year we celebrate that day in our castle and organize a grand ball, in which the entire kingdom’s people present and celebrate together. And here I was working to make this day special for all because my dad gave me this responsibility that year and his hidden agenda was to make me connect with my kingdom’s people more.

Some of the Black Knights were injured also, but sadly it was the noble, bull-like beasts that suffered the most loss. Neyalha circled and swept back, intent on burning the remaining opposition to ash. But the magic of the Na’Himara and the other Dragons formed a mystical barrier that stopped her short in mid-air. Flapping frantically, she flamed at the shield, but was unable to penetrate it. Spears were flung at her, passing through the shield to make little impact on her scaled hide. Stones from the catapults caused her some discomfort, but no serious damage. Even the large arrows from the Ballistae had little luck in penetrating her scales.

“And what is this?” “A tree of life, full of balls of dragonfire,” Drust answered simply. “What? You look as if you do not believe me. You asked and I answered.” Quintus nodded. “This is your reward for it all? Dragonfire, whatever that is?” Drust smiled at him. “You are bordering on daft, Roman. Dragonfire is like liquid flame, rolls and eats all in its way as it must. A spark of it can consume a human body. Imagine what a ball of it can do to an army?”

Some of the dragons fly lower toward us to attack. ‘Reaper, he’s hurt! Skedaddle Dash!’ I say, teleporting across the field. I hold my hands out and catch him just in time. He’s alive but exhausted, and his right-wing appears broken. I hold him close against my chest with one hand, and with the other, I hold it up and shout, ‘Tumultuous Volley!’ forming a storm, striking lightning in the sky. Maia forms balls of purple light while Kadva forms balls of blue and aims them toward the dragons.