Eastern And Western Dragons Novels & Stories

Arkalis instructs calmly, his hands behind his back. Christian and I rushed to the drum and filled our buckets. Arkalis helped me in placing mine on my shoulder, while Christian skillfully placed his on his shoulder. I pouted in jealously, I want to be strong. But anyway, I am going to be consoling myself, with the fact that Christian is a guy who turns into a dragon since he became eleven. I wasn't able to hold on to the sticks linked to the buckets on my shoulder for up to ten seconds before it came crashing to the ground again. Christian on the other hand carried it very well showing off his muscles self. He only encountered problem with keeping the water from pouring little by little.

A knock on the door made me move the quilt lower to ask who it was. "High Lord Tymon has asked that I bear food and fruits to you, my Lady." A tiny voice came from the other side of the door. A brownie, perhaps. I turned my back to the door. "I'm not hungry. Later." I said. I vaguely registered a sigh and shuffling of feet as the brownie left. "What the history will not tell you is that Dragons were not created by Luna. We existed. Even before Luna." I blinked at that, but said nothing, lest I interrupt her. "Before Luna, the mother, there were other gods that ruled the world. There were beings that walked the earth that were feared. Some still do. Like

He chuckled, “I had high hopes of meeting my mate and learned what I needed to do to please her…you, and that included cooking.” “Wow, I am impressed.” I took a sip of chamomile tea. “So, you and your brother’s goal is to hopefully find mates?” “We are a dying race. We escaped Drakkon to survive and start over and yes that means mates too.” He grinned, “I need you to know, we don’t choose our mates. Our dragons decide who is our other half. And you were the one my dragon chose.” “How does the dragon decide?” “When we meet our mates, she has a special scent that calls to us. Much like yours called to me.”

Long Chen gained another conviction about the supreme gods who seemed to be pursuing the beast from the dragon realm. "Does the world of Xiwang belong to the realm of the ancient dragon? It possesses the blood of dragons, phoenixes, tigers, and turtles. If that is true, then it is possible that the events of the past are clearly connected!" said Long Chen, thinking about the world of Xiwang and its connection to the realm of dragons.

Even through the dome, Avi felt the power of their wingbeats, ancient, colossal dragons whose shadows stretched across the sky. Cain leaned in slightly. “Perfect timing,” he murmured. Avi swallowed hard. She’d never seen Grenons up close before. She’d heard stories of massive dragons who never shifted, older than half the structures in the city. Wise, territorial, and capable of firestorms that could melt steel. But tonight… they came in peace. A ceremonial tone rang across the plaza. Trace’s voice echoed over the speakers, calm and commanding: “People of Osca, As requested by our honored neighbors and protectors,

"The High Moon Court kept archives of the old world. The histories are explicitly clear: there were three primal beasts born of the initial lunar fracture. Only three." She paused, her cold blue eyes scanning the gathered family. "The Sun Dragon, whose scales could blind an army. The Storm Dragon, who carried the western monsoons on its wings. And the Shadow Dragon." Seraphina frowned, her hands still faintly shimmering with residual golden light. "The one Nyx rode today?" Selena nodded, her jaw tightening. "The Nidhöggr. The Shadow Dragon. Historically, it was recorded as the most violent, the most fiercely intelligent, and utterly impossible to tame by any magical or physical constraint."

I nodded, now understanding why he was looking at her so intently just the day before. “She’s in safe hands. Return with honor.” Orion slapped my back, having me look at him wide-eyed. Did he just slap me? “Ready?” Odessa looked longingly at me once more as the three of us let our smoke engulf us. Black for me, navy for Nicholas, and light green for Amora. Our dragons reared their heads back, roaring loudly a battle cry that could be heard for miles. If Adam was lucky, maybe he could prepare himself.

Leo’s safety would be in danger once he found out who he is, and more importantly, once he found out what he is and who his father was. “They are fraternal twins, not identical ones, so I doubt that they share a mate”, Dr. Sina elaborated. “However, if one of them goes into heat, and they are not marked, chances are that the other one will feel it. It is also tied to the fact that their dragons had been dormant. I can feel hers is woken, but if Leo’s was as well, it would have had a domino effect on her too”, he explained. “So, this is happening because Leo’s dragon shifted???” Celia asked. “Not necessarily. He could have been in heat, or alternatively, he could have been marked, creating an

He ran on. The sun, though not yet risen, now tinged the eastern sky with deep hues of ruby and gold, transforming the glacier to an iridescent field of shimmering fire, a scene of achingly haunting beauty. Snow continued to fall in great lacy sheets. The elder dragon, his reptilian coils shining like brass in the eerie half-light, lurched across the ice fields, blindly pursuing its foe. Gasping for breath, Mantegor used his last remaining strength to propel himself ahead of the monster. He saw far ahead a gaping darkness that must be the cave that Zhyrtuk had spoken of. But it was still far out of his reach. The dragon was gaining on him now. Any moment, it would regain its eyesight and its

said Drake at last. "Of course, Your Majesty," she replied. "But..." said Wilona again. Her words suddenly stopped. "What?" asked Drake. “The dragons are interfering with our investigation. They didn't allow us to enter some areas,” said Wilona. “Consider it's done. Do what you have to, Wil," Drake replied. He took a deep breath. The dragons and snakes had been allied for a long time, but still they never really got along. The dragons considered snakes to be a lowly form of dragons, while the snakes wanted to hate arrogant dragons. It happened for thousands of years.