Fate Rider Dragon Novels & Stories

I sat down on the chair facing the sofa and I let my eyes return to normal. “The moment the King lays eyes on Abigail he’ll want her to bond with Prince Nicu. The strongest dragon in existence is the gray dragon. The silver white dragon is next in line, then comes the violet dragon and so on. Royal Dragons have always been what is known as Russian Violet, the darkest shade. We all know the darker the shade the stronger the dragon.” “A woman born of a man with a strong dragon is desirable but the bond has always been respected.” If we were normal people Sorin would’ve been right, but we weren’t.

Powering on the laptop took a lot longer than I expected, and then I got to researching. Bonding- the God, Dalion, wanted to give more protection to the creatures that he created by binding two people’s souls to each other. This is an unbreakable connection to enhance the power that is given to the Mythicals. In this connection the mark changes to show what dragon was bonded to one another. If a Mythical somehow bonds with a non-Mythical, The mark evolves into a dragon that curls itself around the shadow of a human. Slamming the laptop shut, I huff out a breath and wonder what the hell I just read. Unbreakable? What does that mean? I’m stuck with this random guy for my whole life?

'I hope he is not an orange or a black Dragon ' Belial wished. He can compete with red and green dragons but not with the other two. "Is his dragon orange coloured?" he asked Abaddon. "No" Abaddon replied. "Is it black?" Belial asked again. "No" Abaddon replied with a frown. Belial relaxed completely when he heard this. He refused to let go of Lola and the throne of the underworld. He knows that the dragon is his enemy who would try to stop him from marrying Lola. "Then I can manage him easily. You don't worry about it. Did you finish what I told you to do?" Belial inquired.

He answers, this time louder and clearer. Aine comes from behind Dracos and takes his place so she can embrace Astrid with her fire. "Princess, what is going on?" Roland asks looking confused at the king, the body, and the dragons. Tamara sighs. "A dragon rider can be healed by the flames of the dragon." She explains. "Then why isn't she healed?" "The fire can't work miracles. If she is dead, it can't bring her back!" Tamara cries exasperated. She shouts at Roland, even though he has no fault, but the frustration and anger boil into her.

His most trusted men had turned against him and he hadn't seen it coming; he should have known but his attention had been stolen by another matter altogether. Zarek had dreamed of his mate. He had made a connection with her and knew she was near his territory. Dragons could feel their life mate when he/she came near them and had vivid dreams of that person. Her face was always blurred but he could make out her body, a body that attracted his attention. She was a mere five foot three but was built lean with all the right curves in all the right places. Her hips were made to bear children and her body was womanly, sensual and ripe.

I was the lowest-born black serpent in the Serpent Clan, yet the Dragon Court's most honored crown prince chose me as his bride. He gave up his betrothal to my sister, surrendered his place as heir, and walked away from the Dragon Court for me. I was moved beyond words and became his wife. But after I gave birth to only a black serpent, he flew into a rage. He crushed our baby beneath his foot, then killed me with a single strike of his sword. As I was dying, I saw hatred burning in his eyes. "If I'd known you were this useless, I should've married your sister!" Only then did I learn the truth. I was the woman of fate named in the Dragon Court's forbidden book, the one born with primord

As her dragon glided along warm currents, tracking Ragnar's mate, she looked up from the valleys below and beheld a breathtaking sight. In the distance flew a gigantic white dragon, her crests were tinged a dusky pink, and Titan felt she'd never seen a beast so beautiful. This must be the Queen's dragon. Beating her wings to lessen the distance between them, Titan had to put real effort in to catch up, and she was puffing before she reached the Queen's tail. There she noticed the real struggle taking place.

"Yes, my king." Standing from his throne, Toban walked towards the general. Gripping his black cape, Toban walked down the large steps to the small landing where the general stood. Adverting his gaze from Toban's, the young man continued. "That's not the only news I have." "Go on." Toban's voice echoed off the stone walls, causing the young man to lick his dry lips. "She is a Dragon Rider." Stopping in front of his general, Toban tilted his head. "She's a what?" He asked in shock.

"Dragons are fiercely loyal and choose their riders carefully. It's a bond that goes beyond status or birthright. Royals have the best chance because they’re trained from birth, but even then, it's not guaranteed." I traced the illustration of a magnificent sapphire-scaled dragon with my finger. "So, it's more about the connection than the title." "Exactly," Jagger replied, his eyes glinting with a mix of envy and longing. "A true dragon rider has a bond forged in fire and trust. It's something rare and beautiful." I looked up at him, curiosity piqued. "Have you ever seen a dragon up close?" He nodded slowly. "Twice. Both times it was during the Sun Festival. They brought out the royal drago

“Well, there are two possibilities, and you’d need to be prepared for both. If you tell her you want to claim her, she could balk, tell you she’s not ready and then it’s a conversation about what would make her ready. That would be the Lycan way of claiming. However, if you tell her that you want to claim her and she shifts into her dragon, then you have to be ready to claim her dragon style right then. And Fenian, you need to realize that you could die trying to claim her. Underneath both of her primary genes is the polar bear. They are strong, fast, and powerful. You add that to either the Lycan or the fire dragon and she will be a mighty beast to tame.” “I don’t care. After seeing what ha