Eastern Dragon Novels & Stories

The part about the Dragon was one of the things that she didn’t see. “It was something about a legend involving a man who came to be known as the Dragon Of The East,” Mane didn’t see the need to hide this from Hildegarde, so he told her all about the Dragon Of The East. He told her about what he was before, how he got his title, and the mystery surrounding his disappearance. “Initially, I thought that it was nothing but a myth. In fact, the one who wrote the legend down also added that it was just a myth, so I didn’t take it too seriously.” Mane confessed.

Amidst a wave of exclamations, Drake, who was located in a private room not far from Severin's, dressed in a bright yellow robe embroidered with golden dragons and clouds, looked at the Bianca Grass on the stage and his eyes lit up. "I didn't expect Eastern Sea City to have a ninth-grade herb!" Ninth-grade herbs were hard to come by, and countless supreme paragons would be willing to break their heads over them. Even with the Dragonoid's wealth spanning the Four Seas and its profound heritage, there weren't many ninth-grade spiritual herbs in their treasury.

It was tens of meters long, with monstrous power. "Is this your Western dragon?" A sharp light flashed in Jing Hong's eyes because Emperor Ao was his master. He was a five-clawed golden dragon. How majestic he was! What did Athena mean by showing a lizard with wings? The void trembled. Tens of thousands of ice lotuses bloomed in the air, incomparably holy. They slowly bloomed, emitting a dangerous aura. "Athena, you shouldn't have used a lizard with wings to disgust me. I've decided to keep you in the East and make you a wife of one of our disciples."

He grinned. Before anyone could contemplate what was about to happen, a deep roar shook the earth. Sending all of them backwards. Slamming them into trees. A black giant dragon suddenly and slowly emerged from the other side of the forest. Approaching the scene stealthily. Its rough skin was dark as obsidian and long claws which could cut through steel. Its eyes burn brightly like hot coals and an earth shattering roar left its mouth, its razor sharp talons which could tear through anything. The sight of the dragon sent tremors through the men and they retreat carefully.

If I guess it correctly, you and White Horse framed me for Zoey's defilement, right? Uh… Weston was stunned. He was embarrassed and at a loss for words. Darryl took a deep breath. He could not contain the contempt he felt and said, "The dragon is the most powerful godly beast in the Nine Mainland, a symbol of justice and the good in the world. Do you think someone as devious and cunning as you is worthy of a dragon?" Weston's face turned bright red; he was extremely embarrassed and angry. "F*ck!" Weston pointed at Darryl's nose and cursed. "Darryl, stop being a stuck-up! You're about to die anyway. How dare you lecture me?"

Linking my arm through Jade’s I began pulling her along to follow the boys. “Come on, try to get there before the sun starts coming up.” We met up with the guys, which Kellan had already shifted into a large green Dragon, but while he was magnificent, it wasn’t nearly as impressive as Cyran’s Dragon. Once we were all settled on Kellan’s Dragon, luggage and all, Kellan spread his gigantic wings and flapped them a few times before taking off into the night sky.

he responds. I'm thrilled he can hear me. It must be his magic, though I'm sad at his answer. To have this ability and not use it would cause too much suffering for me. I must think positive thoughts while around him, so I start asking questions while we swoop through the sky. "Tell me the colors of the other dragons." "Goddess have mercy," he growls. "Bastian is red, Laryn blue, and Tahr silver." I'm on a roll. "Do you ever fly together?"

“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.

Being the dragon prince allows me special abilities, but it also makes me stronger, faster, and bigger than the other dragons. After the first dragon died, her children fought over who should be in charge. They had a contest to find which of them was the strongest. It was the red dragon. A red dragon can only be born from another red dragon, as opposed to the other colors. White, black, green, purple, blue, and any color you can imagine almost seems to happen at random. Adding to the rarity, only one of the offspring a red dragon has will be red. Meaning if by some miracle, the dragon stone blessed me with five children, only one would be red, and they would be my heir. It wouldn’t matter if

“Yes please.” The man smiled and continued. “As you can see, the Black Tortoise represents the North, the Vermillion Bird represents the South, the Azure Dragon represents the East, the White Tiger represents the West. That man in the center, he’s known as the Yellow Emperor, and he holds them all together.” “That’s very interesting,” Jade said, her full attention focused on the image in front of her. It seems like she has finally found her topic. “Isn’t it? If you’d like to know more about it, there are a couple of books you can read,” the man continued.