Eastern Dragon Novels & Stories

This was the first time a woman could resist the temptation of clothes and jewelry, but only wanted to stare at the figure of the deposit. “Renee, I think you looked very much like a certain creature." "What kind of creature?" "The dragon in the West. Have you heard of it?" "What's that?" Renee was a little confused, and she searched the western dragon on the Internet. It was said on the Internet that the western dragon liked to spit fire, and it had wings which enabled it to fly. Furthermore, it loved shinny things the most, such as golden coins, rubies, and something like that.

Brie said, trying not to laugh herself. Another sharp crack echoed from the egg, silencing the room. Fifteen minutes later, the shell split apart completely, and a hatchling wriggled free a dark blue dragon with a crimson belly. The little creature flapped its wings as if eager to take flight. No one was surprised to see it was male. Through the mind-link, Trace told Mikan they would need to discuss the southern throne later. Mikan silently agreed.

The bronze pillar looked majestic, with the eastern dragon coiled around as it faced the sky. “When will the others arrive?” Blake asked Betty. “The dragon pillar will be here tomorrow, and the phoenix is the one that is delayed for the craftmanship,” Betty explained.

the remark came from the commander as he motioned for his men to load me into the gaol wagon. Inside the wagon, dim light filtered through barred windows, casting uneven patterns on the worn floor. The air carried a musty scent, and the wagon's aged interior echoed with the creaking of wheels and the occasional clink of chains. The wooden bench, offering minimal comfort, was a stark contrast to the distant sounds of footsteps and voices. My whole world has just been ripped away from me, and yet, a sense of ease settled through me. The energy that entered my body when I held that pendant was still sending sparks through my muscles, the tingling sensation lingering at my fingertips. The eagern

XAHEN. The Eastern Realm smelled like someone had burned down a perfume factory and decided the ashes were an improvement. I stood in Arrett's distillery while he poured whiskey that cost more than most people's annual income into a glass that looked older than even me. Outside, something screamed in a high-pitched and unnatural way. One of the corrupted dragons, probably. They liked to terrorize the locals for entertainment. The Eastern Realm was a complete shitshow, but they made excellent alcohol.

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

For the three kingdoms located on this continent, they have each found unique ways to take advantage of this and have either managed to tame said creatures or figure out ways to use them to their advantage. The eastern continent is known as the Dragon Continent. While 'Dragon' may be the name they used, this continent is filled with serpent, reptilian and amphibian type creatures. So far, only one race has been capable of dealing with these creatures with little effort on their part, hence why this Continent is solely the kingdom for Merfolk.

And that I can call him, “Uncle BD” “Agents, this is Black Dragon, considered as the number one agent of “Dark Knight” in this era. He will be the DJ here in “Stargazer” and the patissier in “Polaris”. Other additional information will be given by him. I really hope you’ll get along well.” No one reacted among us. I think my hyungs are still in shock too. I wonder what Yosef-hyung, I mean, Topgun thought. He was recently considered as the number one agent among us but now that Black Dragon arrived…

I asked, feeling sorry for the young man or boy who’d been forced to do such terrible things. “I went to a fire mage, actually,” he said. “He bound my dragon.” Kieran gestured to the red tattoo peeking up over his shoulder. “He bound my dragon here, like this.” “That’s your dragon?!” I gasped. “All chained up?” “Yes,” he confirmed. “Do you mind if I ask you about… him?” I asked, nodding to the tattoo. “What’s his name?” “His name is Naeghiros,” he said, and then his voice dropped to a whisper. “Naeghiros is the name of the first and last dragon, the dragon charged with setting our world on fire.”

Thank Luna, Rias had offered the dragons unconditional support, and he’d promised to contact his brethren about their assistance in helping us beat Hunter and his males to the female werebears tonight. The dragon shifters were nothing like what I expected them to be after all the stories that were spread about them, though the fabrications hadn’t lied about their immense size in either form. Rias was easily the largest male I’d ever encountered, and his muscles made even me look scrawny by comparison. I still didn’t fully comprehend the attack that had occurred in the Eastern Province a couple of weeks ago, but I felt confident Asher had gotten the full story before risking the future of our