Forever Dragon Novels & Stories

It disappeared just as it was about to reach him, and a golden necklace appeared around his neck. At the same time, Wilbur and Augheimer were inundated by memories of their past. It turned out that they were both descendants of the dragon clan, with Wilbur being from the Fire Dragon Clan and Augheimer being from the Golden Dragon Clan. In their last lives, the two men had ended up dead at the hands of an evil god in their attempts to save a little girl who was actually a reincarnation of the evil god itself. The evil god had taken the opportunity to strip the two men of their energy aura then. In this life, both men had different paths of fate but ended up cultivating in the middle dimension

And then it came, tearing the fragile silence apart. A roar—no, the roar—exploded across Qombinia, rolling over the city like thunder born inside a mountain. It hurled birds from the palace roofs and froze hearts mid-beat. People who had never seen a dragon dropped to their knees instinctively; those who had knew the sound could only belong to one being in the realm. King Drakonios. Omni Draco. Last of the Eternal Brood.

asked Lana again. "I don't have time for this," June replied again as she was about to walk away. “Drake will live forever, until someone kills him. Drake was an immortal being, he was no ordinary dragon. That's why he's called the Dragon King,” said Lana. Those words made June stop.

I say. “I have heard the term elder dragon but I am not quite sure what being one entails if you do not mind me asking,” Gregory questions. “A dragon receives the term of elder once they live for ten thousand years. The older a dragon is the stronger they become elder dragons are the strongest,” I explain. “There is a lot you could learn from a person that old,” Gregory comments. “Yes, I could it is too bad my father no longer allows grandfather to come to the horde,” I say sadly.

He says, tears filling his eyes, but Enya chuckle. "Oh my love, there is so much to learn, you are stuck with me forever, unless one of us is killed, we won't say goodbye at all." She says and he look at her confused. "What do you mean?" He ask and she give him a soft kiss. "Phoenix are not that many and due to the times being different inter specie mating was prohibited, so immortality was rare outside of us. But as soon as I mark you, you will become immortal, aswell as our children, you, my love, will be the first immortal dragon to ever live" She says and Folkor's eyes light up

"I'm not doing anything. We are mates, so it is only natural for us to have this strong connection. It is far behind the point of lust. What we have is eternal. And even when we die, our souls will still recognise the other in our next life." "Is that how the mating thing really works? That means..." She trailed off. "Most times, depending on how long a dragon lives, and if they are lucky their mate gets reincarnated." "Maybe that can happen with my mother and father then." Catori nod. ''What are you talking about?" Rydstorm was genuinely confused. "Farrah, the woman I was telling you about, isn't my real mother. Catoriana was." Rydstorm visibly went ridged.

Having proven to be a great guard for his cause; she had discovered, alone, the home of the dragon and sent Shroud members to watch for movement. “What’s the news you have on the dragon and his bride?” The girl’s eyes lit up as she stood before the immortal man. She had been looking forward to reporting having discovered some wonderful secrets. "The men, with the dragon, are a fox and a wolf. They are also of the Heavenly Realm but seem to only be accompanying him for a short time. The wolf left the manor last night and hasn’t been seen since. The fox has stayed inside as has the family they saved. Apparently, they worshiped the dragon and have become eternal guardians to protect the bride.

The Commander's voice was calm and triumphant. A sinister shadow materialized behind him, and the two soldiers flanking Caleb were sent hurtling into the crowd of onlookers. The leader staggered aside, revealing my brother with unsettling clarity. A dark, swirling aura emanated from Caleb's figure, his eyes ignited in a fierce crimson glow at the center of intricate black lines spreading across his skin, tracing down his face and neck. Waves of raw power surged from him, palpable in the air, as he took a deliberate step closer to me. He lunged forward with clawed hands towards the commander just before falling to the ground, revealing the man that was standing behind him, a sword hilt held t

I almost screamed as a deep voice entered my mind. “I'll deal with it. Get on, little one. Before I rip his head from his body and burn his corpse into nothing but ash.” I realized it was Ophir speaking. Dragons were powerful creatures and held such ancient magic. They had the ability to communicate with any shift they wanted to, any being they chose, through telekinesis. I immediately jumped onto Ophir, his scales warm to the touch.

Her hand rested possessively on his arm, and right there on her finger was a diamond ring. A larger one than mine–could you believe that? My chest tightened so painfully I thought something inside me had snapped. “This…” I whispered; shaking my head, “this must be old.” Adrian was still silent. “Maybe it's from before,” I continued desperately. “Maybe—” “That's enough, Elena. As you can see clearly that photo was taken ten minutes ago.” His calm voice cut straight through my denial. The room suddenly felt colder. “Ten minutes ago…” I repeated.