Flower Dragon Novels & Stories

Evan cleared his throat, and felt his cheeks turned light pink before he answered. "Her name is Mayari Alverno and she's not my girlfriend." Evan corrected while keeping his composure. When everything has been settled, they continued their way to the Myrim Palace where the Spring of Remedy is kept. The carriage was being drawn by a different dragon, it kinda similar to Enchantia but there are also differences The dragon is a large wingless lizard with silver white skin and webbed feet, it also have gills in its neck and their ears are similar to mermen's, fins.

"I'm sorry for your loss. It sounds like you really miss him." "Dreadfully. My Raiden. My soul. My mate." I had heard Thane say that once before. "Mate?" She blew out a heavy breath. "Life partner. Chosen by our dragon counterpart. Dragons are sterile before they choose their mate." "How is mating different than sex?" The words fell out of my stupid mouth before I could stop them. "Nevermind." My face was red hot, and nothing slipped by Katarina's intense gaze. She arched an elegant brow. "What are your motives with my son, Evelyn?"

Trigger Warning Hello Lovely Readers, Thank you for taking the time to read A Baby for the Dragon. This book is a breeder kink one and has some talk of infertility with the main female lead but will result in a pregnancy for our dragon and his mate. There will be tons of unprotected sex and lots of dirty talk, the sex will be super graphic and if that’s not something you enjoy that’s okay. There are plenty of other books out there for you, just maybe not this one.

It was the last week before graduation and I didn't really see the point in going but I went and the only thing that was different was that Rylee wasn't there. Carson and JD still glared at us and I saw that they got their dragons too. I caught a glimpse of Carson's indigo dragon and JD's green one. He must be so pissed off that he didn't get a blue one since he was Carson's second in command. The look in their eyes said that they thought my own gray dragon were beneath them and I only smiled to myself with that realization.

What kind of dragon are we? ''The type that can move mountains, rain fire on our enemies. Drain the deepest oceans and destroy any land. We are as gentle as a butterfly, but still mightier than one hundred thousand dragons. We are the daughter of Nightwing and Catoriana. Their bond is what makes us stronger than anyone of our species.'' "Ok, but that still doesn't answer the type of dragon we are. Do you breathe fire? Or maybe you can control water.'' There was a laughing sound.

Raya’s eyes go wide before looking at my mother in panic. “Okay so Lily.. I understand now that you might have found out who we are.. what we are,” my mother begins to say, pausing as she tries to find the right words to say to me. “And I just want to tell you I did the best I could, leaving your father to be the best mom I could, and to raise you the right way. I am not sorry for it, however I guess you did have the right to know who and what you are, yes Lily you are a witch and dragon. You weren’t supposed to have a dragon you know.. female dragons are a dying species and the dragons magic is dying, male dragons are getting angry because they cannot produce anymore female dragons. They ar

I froze from where I was standing as I slowly saw the features of the creature. The creature has the face of a Komodo, except it has spiked horns, its smooth scales are glowing icy, while its nostrils blow a sapphire mist. Its massive clawed forelegs rumbled the ground along with its gigantic spicated wings—helping it move forward. While its colossal tail with cannonball ends swaying ruthlessly. It was an Australian Glazehorn dragon. These creatures originally live on the mountain ranges of the north wing; same with Bakunawas, they visit the upside base for nesting—except the latter are friendly.

The elderly vendor, with weathered hands that spoke, held forth an exquisite piece. Intricate links of gold, meticulously wrought, formed an elegant chain that draped seamlessly, creating a delicate framework for the centerpiece. At the heart of the necklace rested a sizable blue gemstone, capturing the essence of the deep ocean in its rich hue. The gemstone, cradled within a golden setting, emanated a mesmerizing brilliance that danced with every movement. Its facets catch and refract light, creating an ever-changing play of colors that evoke a sense of desire.

Kailo shifts quickly, his clothes ripping, and his body increasing in size. In seconds, Kailo becomes a large orange-red dragon, with a muscular form and short, powerful wings. “He’s not a Fury,” I mutter in realization. One of the guards nods. “Lyza and her uncle are the only Fury dragons that anyone knows of.” I hear a cry and see Lyza on her hands and knees. Her face is twisted in pain as her bones move and rearrange themselves. Her skin slowly becomes black and scaled, and her limbs bend into clawed feet.

I felt giddy all of a sudden, a swarm of butterflies flying throughout me. "Wait here a second." He put me down, making sure I was standing firm on my feet before letting go. His chest glowed red and then small embers flew from his mouth. The embers made the flowers come to life. The petals were a red orange and the center glowed with a yellow fire. They were absolutely beautiful. "What are they?" I asked. "Dragon Lilies. We are the only ones that can make them come to life like this." He grabbed both my hands, raising them up and kissing them both.