Eastern Dragon Novels & Stories

As Edon continued its evolution, so Neyalha and Gheyaral came to know that they, though immortal, also felt a desire to have progeny that could serve not only to expand the race of Dragons, but could aid them in their task of guiding the inhabitants of Edon. And so were born to them, emerging from their shining, silvery shells upon the highest peak in the Erimanthe Mountains, a pair of young Dragons. As with their parents, so too were the young ones a male and a female. Yet they were so vastly different in appearance it was immediately evident which was which. The male was dark, his scales an iridescent black that shimmered with ripples of color in the morning light. Red eyes glowed beneath

The Eastern Guardian looked even more powerful when it attacked using dark and light poison attributes right after displaying its stage-nine major martial god powers. It released fire poison attacks. Green flames appeared. They looked lethal, like a green poison elemental dragon. This sight reminded Chase of the real green Poison Dragon he once met. However, the current Chase could kill this dragon with one move. The poison elemental dragon released by the Eastern Guardian might be made out of poisoned fire, but its power was equivalent to a real poison dragon, as the Eastern Guardian was a stage nine major martial god. It was much more powerful than imagined. Green flames rose, and a stench

He was the deepest thinker of all, so it is natural that he never misses a point. “You are right, Dad C. The first type of dragons who produce their own power are known as ‘Imperial Dragons’. They mostly use their spirit animal’s energy which is the hardest to harness,” I answered patiently but was interrupted by Dad Valen. “Xador ?! Is he one of them ?” he asked.

Edwin was like me. A dragon. But unlike me, his dragon had shifted at the right time. Six- the normal age for the first shift. His dragon Orion, was different from other dragons, he was one of the rare species. Unable to breathe fire as most do was one of his biggest weaknesses, however, as one of the rare species of Dragons, a Liche Dragon, he could raise up a whole army of the dead. something not even i could do. This special power of his was why he and I bonded.

There wouldn't be a better time than this. "Aw, come on, Gio, don't get your balls all twisted. I was joking-when do we leave?" Con sprung to his feet and feigned a right hook, followed by a left uppercut. Gio chuckled, "Look at you, all Mohammad Ali and shit, jeez Con." They bumped shoulders, looking at the shifter community that lived in the subway system. It was a hard life, and the wolves hardly ever saw the moon, but the underground was the only place where the massive forms of the dragons couldn't fit in. They were safe as long as they didn't go to the top. Above them, the city grew larger. Dragons controlled the business empire, growing wealthy off of humans' ignorance, while a life o

she moved her attention to the other side of the plate, "These are dragons. And this here, what looks like a modest crown…." "Ok, honey, but what this all means? What is it?" Ethan was the first one to voice what everyone thought. Once she was back on the sofa, she spoke: "Roughly? A daughter of the dragon will tame the fire. And I'm pretty sure that fire here is not a literal fire." Everyone took their seats, still not understanding what this was all about. Kate and Richard were staring at Sarah long enough for everyone else to notice, so they looked at Sarah too.

At the same time, thanks to the constant urging of the blood essence in the mechanism, the location of the gate of life was gradually determined. *** Simultaneously, thousands of kilometers away in the east. This was a place with beautiful natural scenery. A magnificent building stood on the bank of a large river that flows eastward. This building was well-known in eastern cities, and it was known as the East Tower. The tower belonged to one of the Nine Great Creeds in the ancient martial arts world. It was the East clan’s base camp. A thin and tall old man with silver hair and sunken eyes suddenly walked out of a building behind the East Tower at this time. He cast his gaze in the direction

There were trees that bordered the property all around us and kept the prying eyes of neighbouring land owners away from us. Every year my parents had to attend the Illinois Dragonkin Ball which consisted of seventeen year old teens eager to meet their bonded halves or to complete the ceremony in front of the Elders. According to my father Bazzoit had spoken to Typhon in the dragon realm and they had altered how the ceremonies worked.

Best reassured me. Thinking of my kids, getting ready to meet them again for dinner, I was daydreaming of our future, our family, trying to stay positive. Emma was almost completely healed, and I had prepared the apartment for them in the same building as one of mine. It was our safest building, and for a good reason. Not only was it protected by impenetrable enchantments, but the basement also housed some of my most fierce and strongest dragons, my current personal elite dragon guard, highly trained and highly capable. Only Valor and Wong knew about the Dragon Knights, and now, I would need them more than ever!

No one could overpower a dragon such as Horus. Odessa was trying to eat the dried meat from our bag. I knew she hated it, but it was all I had to take while we traveled. Razak was to pull berries and shoots while we were gone. Thankfully, his kind was smart, able to do minor tasks like a primitive monkey in the thick, intense forests in the southeast.