El Dragón Novela Romane & Geschichten

Though I hated living there, I didn’t want this. The way the dragon is holding me; I can’t use my arms. The sound of the wind is making the flight unbearable. I begin to wiggle trying to free my arms. I’m not sure if the dragon took mercy on me or was tired of dealing with me, but he pressed me against him. Being against his belly seemed to drown out the sound of the wind. His warmth helped with the cold. The sun has long since set and the night air has a chill.

Lizzy mused. “They looked at me as if I was a bug to squash,” Chloe said bitterly. “Perhaps, if they knew your origin, they’d think differently,” Lizzy offered. “Now, tell me about the dragon part. How marvelous to be able to transform into such a majestic beast. How very lucky. Did you know that there is a planet in the Oobla galaxy that has some of the most advanced scientific minds in the universe and these minds are housed within the bodies of dragons? Your Tristan is a blessed soul.”

Solomon POV The journey to my brother’s realm was short, but the apprehension I felt was a never-ending feeling. I was worried. Things in the realm were changing. I was worried about First Dragon and his children. Soon, he would find out our biggest secret, one we hid from him to save him. I did not know how he would react and what that would entail. My thoughts went to my great granddaughter, Dragana, the Tribrid, who somehow found herself in the center of all this mess, through no fault of her own. So many think that having magic and power is the solution to life’s problems. How wrong they were, I mused to myself.

I was willing to do anything to prevent the fate—even if it meant seeking out a mate. The true cause of my inner corruption was a mystery. In order to understand my plight, I ordered my men to scour every book in the castle’s royal library for any mention of elementals consumed by darkness. Despite their effort, they found no answers. Among the ancient tomes were books about dragons. However, these texts were written in a language so old that only the previous dragon-shifters could decipher them. Dragons had been extinct for decades, hunted to extinction by a cruel king in a distant, abandoned kingdom called Dravonia. The king, legend had it, was cursed by a witch after he killed her mate—a

Roman's breath stuttered as he sucked a breath in. “Yes, I will be your queen,” Roman said, forcing his voice out as loud as he could without crying. Ezra smiled as he brought the Omega's hands to his mouth and kissed his fingers before standing. Roman's lips part when Nadja begins speaking again, recognizing the tongue of the ancient dragon language. His eyes immediately filled with tears as he looked at Nadja in shock. The ancient Elder stood tall, holding an old thick book. Scales lined the book, creating the cover. On the front is a perfectly shaped baby dragon's first claw that looks as fresh as the day it was shed. It symbolizes the beginning of a dragon's life, a perfect symbol for th

"What story do you want tonight?" "The one about the dragon who was scared of flying," Iniko said, his eyes already heavy. "That's my favorite." Ambelyn retrieved the book from his shelf—a battered paperback they'd read so many times the pages were falling out. She settled into the chair beside his bed and began to read, her voice soft and soothing in the quiet room. "Once upon a time, in a land of tall mountains and deep caves, there lived a young dragon named Ember who had a secret. While all the other dragons soared through the sky with grace and power, Ember was afraid of heights..."

As an earth dragon, water is not my natural element, and I’ve never enjoyed my time on the water, but while I’d normally not be in a rush to spend my evening on the waves, I also need to get to Carnelia, hopefully before anyone else accidentally guesses the truth. There was also the mysterious intruder that appeared in my room the other night. I haven’t seen them since I felt their presence, and their burn, across my flesh, but that doesn’t mean they won’t be back. Their intrusion felt a bit too much like the Elf King’s work for my comfort. My human disguise wouldn’t be enough to fool a Moon Dragon--they are just as good at seeing through illusions as they are at crafting them.

Even in the deathly quiet of the dining hall, her footsteps are so light that I can't hear them. “You don’t seem surprised,” she says when she reaches me. “You haven’t been here very long, but gossip spreads like wildfire around here,” I tell her. “So, it’s not because I’m your mate that you’re not surprised?” “How much do you know about dragons, Princess?” I ask her. “I’ve read every book that every elf has ever written about dragons, Elio. I know more about them than most elves. I’d make an exception for King Yhendorn and Princess Merethyl,” she says.

Making a mental note to pick up some books by the author for Andreena. ‘Based on the best-selling book series by Jenson Spellmore Dragon’s Lovers,’ Andreena settled against me and we watched the show for a few minutes before the main dragon came onto the screen. He wasn’t in his human form and I heard my mate suck in a breath. She glanced over at me before looking at the screen and then back at me again. “What is it, sweet Andreena?” I asked, reaching for the remote and turning the volume down so that I could focus on her.

"No, that's what the female dragons like to read. I don't have access to warrior books, as only Aaron and his majesty have the keys to the male library." "Hmm, So what are these three books about? Have you read them?" I asked, seeing the first novel was about a princess and a beast, the second book was about a poor lady that had only one wish to marry the wealthiest dragon, and the third one, how to seduce a male dragon.