G Dragon Who You Novels & Stories

The Lung Dragon also called the Dragon of Discreet exhaled. “Before you ask how’s she a regressor, you should’ve asked how could a being like her knows where exactly the Dragon Nest is. That’s something not even the Immortals could distinguish. That alone make me believe indeed she was telling the truth all along in short the Dragon of Verity and Vilification acknowledged her.” The Dragon of Discreet groaned again, for the first time in billions of years, he was short of words. “… Seems like all hope was given to her.”

Drako, literally means a dragon. GD looked up to her when she was busy looking over the sky after she opened the window. "Will you settle down?" he asked but Daeira only jumped in glee instead. "You know this is my dream of visiting my bucket list beaches. I can't believe that it is h appening." she said. GD just shook his head and resigned into looking over the magazines with boredom while a stewardess approached them to offer a drink. "Your highness, may I delight you of some hot wine?" she asked but GD just waved in dismissal. Of course the stewardesses were all from the underworld as well as the pilot. Hakyi and Osiris had tagged along too.

If it thought it was me then. "Who am I and what am I?" I asked. " Danae Ravdylon. Bearer of the Ice Dragon." It managed to sound dry even with its kind of voice. I folded my arms and nodded. "So, you're an ice dragon and I carry you. Fair enough." It flapped its wings again. "I am 'THE' Ice Dragon. The only one. The bearers may expire but I live forever. Only I. For another to be born, I have to expire."

A very lucky woman will catch his eye some day and that smile will light her world. We haven't heard from the Goddess since the day Drakon died. Pepper says she senses her from time to time. She stops what she's doing, tips her head back, and speaks to her offering praise and thanks. I stop whatever I'm doing and offer the same. I will never doubt that my mate has a bond with a Goddess. Pepper is dragon and incredibly special.

"How dare you try to kill Sir Darryl? It's unforgivable!" The scaled dragon went to rest after Darryl's Red Lotus Fayette injured it. When its body had healed, it decided to go look for Darryl. At that point, it witnessed Granny Rafflesia attempting to kill Darryl. To the scaled dragon, Darryl was the Lord Dragon of the Divine Dragon Clan, a noble existence that should not be harmed. Therefore, it could not let Granny Rafflesia kill Darryl. 'Sir Darryl…' Granny Rafflesia was shocked when the scaled dragon spoke in the human language. Yet, it was even more shocking to hear how the scaled dragon addressed Darryl. Her mind went blank.

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.

"Frederico, the kingdom has fallen. We haven't much time!" Lady Lisbeth Delgaard rushed to where the babies lay, sleeping in their crib. Knowing she wasted precious moments-nevertheless, the Dragonlady gazed upon her children. The twins looked so different, yet she loved them equally as fierce. Ragnar took after her with his fiery temper and the telltale bulk that spoke of his dragon heritage. Whereas Gio was smaller, with dark eyes that changed color according to his mood, and there was no doubt that he held his father's wolf genes. Mixed species couples were killed on sight in Desdayos, and as the war reached the inner sanctum, a difficult decision needed to be made.

By dragon law, I need to have one in the next five years if I want to continue my rule, if I do not produce one, my insane brother could try to claim the throne, and no one would want that. I am a full dragon and with that, I need to be even more careful. Half breeds: that is what the council wants. That is what is safe. Half noble human and half dragon are what bloodlines are supposed to be made of when royalty breeds. When two full-blood royal dragons mate, you risk health issues along with the possibility of mental instability…. Like what happened with my twin brother Sanderson and me. We were born from the same egg, we look identical, but are nothing alike… he should be locked up in an i

Soon the remainder of his father’s companions had been slain. Randey stared, quaking with helplessness. A hint of movement in the corner of his eye caused him to look skyward. It took his panicked mind a moment to register what it was he was seeing. A dark shape was gliding down the valley toward the site of battle. When he realized what it was, a glimmer of hope blossomed within him. It was a Dragon. Specifically, it was Ghaeron. Randey had never seen the Dragon Guardian before, but he had no doubt. The gleaming, reflective black scales shimmered with rainbow ripples as he soared ever nearer. Randey smiled, feeling that rescue for his father was at hand.

Blake whispered back, but she didn’t believe him. ‘Ah! To hell with this!’ Blake heard Drake from the egg, and everything was quiet. ‘Did Drake give up? What now?’ Blake thought and was about to reach out to Drake when there was a tremendous explosion from the egg, making eggshells fly throughout the room. Drake, the little red eastern dragon, was hovering there with his eyes closed. Everyone around, including his parents, was astonished by the power he gave out. Opening his eyes, he looked around and breathed a sigh of relief as a powerful force developed within him. Before he knew he belched a fireball and landed on the floor. Drake then looked around with innocent eyes that would make any