Drakes Dragons Novels & Stories

Argentum said in teasing manner “I am Prince you evil women… do you want your prince to accept his defeat…? huh?” Draco argued back and tried to free hinself, on other hand all other teen Dragon ‘s were encouraging them both to fight including their training master , master Mossace… “Hahahah…. my prince you forgot…. your Draphidrmia still pending….. (Draphidrmia is a ritual which is performed in Dragon realm among royal Dragon which is equal to coronation)… but me… I am already hired as your first in line chief commanding officer..” Argentum said proudly

He goes into a relaxed stance but it's still stiff as a board. Drake looks at my bloody towel. "Please tell me you got something." I leaned against a bookshelf across from Drake's desk and cross my feet, still wiping my fingers. "Oh, I got something, but you're not going to like it." Drake leans back in his chair and rubs his forehead. "Report." He sighed. I put my hands down on the bookshelf. "It's the Dragons. Specifically, Karver." I glance between Drake and River.

“You are so beautiful, dark dragon,” Madchen reached her arms around his neck, never wavering her gaze. “As are you, Madchen, and I love you,” Drago crashed his lips onto hers, searing her mouth with his passion.Black wings erupted from his back, engulfing Madchen in a cocoon of protection. He didn’t care that he was standing stark naked in front of his gathering family, all he cared about was that Madchen accepted him for what he was, a dragon who had found his mate.

“With the help of me and my four brothers. That first video is real, and it is my brother Mitchell. Each of my brothers' dragons is a different color. Mine happens to be red.” I just sat staring at him. “What about those dreams all those months ago?” “My great grandfather had a gift and I think I inherited it. Yet somehow this gift brought you into it. Somehow you experienced what I was.” “And this bonding dream? Are you saying we are bonded for life?” “Yeah. My dragon recognized you even through the dreams as my mate.” I look over at the TV and saw Draco the dragon. “You look like that only red?” He smiled as he looked at the screen, “I would like to think my dragon is nicer looking.”

It was a sigil. Round, but malformed. Spilling out into writing I didn’t know, splintered by decay. At the center was a symbol that crawled at something deep in my neck, two dragons, one consuming the other, locked in an endless cycle of blooming thorns. I didn’t know it. But I knew it. Knew it by memory stolen from my bones. “Draven.” His boots were by my side before my boots touched the ground. He didn’t ask what I had discovered. Didn’t need to. He stared.

she says with complete sincerity. And this is what's wrong with dragons. Being at the top of the food chain is not the greatest place to be in my opinion. "Dragons are wonderful," I tell her, which is a bit of a lie and creates a slight twinge inside me. "When two people mate they should like more than the color of one's skin or scales. It's important that we're compatible in other ways and I'm afraid we aren't." Goddess, please let this be enough. "You're lying," Drayce says with a slight quirk to his lips. "Dragons don't lie and it's a very bad thing to do because it becomes a habit."

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.

Fae warriors surge forward through the smoke. And the war begins. I leap from the shattered balcony where my unit has been waiting and shift midair, my dragon bursting free with a violent snap of wings that sends debris scattering across the courtyard below. Heat floods through my veins as the battlefield opens before me. To my left, Jakob dives through a column of enemy dragons, his claws ripping one of them from the sky as the creature screams in rage and terror. Vael leads a formation of aerial riders along the eastern walls, their dragons slamming into Malrec’s flank with brutal precision.

"The dragons in the visions—they weren't hiding. In any of the futures." Xaihuang moved closer, his expression intense. "Because hiding is no longer sustainable, my dear. The digital age has made concealment a losing battle." He gestured toward the pool with his cane. "Every smartphone, every wireless signal, every piece of modern technology creates interference patterns that weaken our glamour magic. DragonCoin is simply the final catalyst." Sage steadied herself against the alcove, her mind still reeling from the visions. "But if dragons are revealed, won't that cause panic? Wars?"

Should the Keeper of the Dragon Stone die, it would cause all Dragons to die. The book also explains that should all Dragons die, mass destruction would plague the earth. Without Dragons, there isn’t a balance. Dragons are a superior race, that protects the earth itself. Knowing that, I felt stupid for attempting to end my life. According to what I read, there are all kinds of Dragons. Some, such as Water Dragons, help safeguard oceans and even try to prevent natural disasters, but they are also the cause of some of them. While there are some Dragons that aren’t particularly good, most Dragons are known for their Honor.