Novel & Cerita Greek Mythology Drakon

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?

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

’ I ask. I can’t assume. Dragons do have several animal enemies, one, in particular, loves the taste of dragon eggs – sneak-snakes. The huge snakes live in the areas where the dragons nest. I’m not sure if the dragons drew the sneak-snakes because of where they choose to nest, or if the area was already their home and it is just bad luck for the dragons. Either way, there are always sneak-snakes around the dragon nests. It’s another reason the silvers are standing sentinel. They won’t let the snakes get their queen. ‘Yes,’ Bymjym growls, blowing fire in his anger as we fly.

In the next image, a King with hazel eyes and his dragon matches as well. I also notice a Latin inscription written around the frames, it’s the same as on the royal family crest but unfortunately, I do not know how to read it. ‘Quamdiu tales esse potes. Cum autem terminos tuos sentio agi. Quum senseris tibi evigilare faciatis intra rem, et tamen non audiam. Princeps autem Draco excitavit.’ What could this mean? Did they have pets that were paired with them at birth maybe? Or is this something else?

He looks at the men, daring them to remember the doubt, the rumors, the lies Nikos spun. "He is the future of this club," Drakon says. "He is the Wolf who will inherit the castle we build." He looks at me. "And this," Drakon says, "is Thalia. My Old Lady. My Queen." He squeezes my hand. "She fought for you," he tells them. "She bled for you. She killed for you. Anyone who disrespects her disrespects the patch." Leon stands up. He looks at Drakon. He looks at me. He looks at the baby.

Zector inquired, intrigued. "This is Dragon’s Blood," Gunner explained. "I once dispatched tens of thousands of people to search throughout Dragoria, digging a hundred meters deep. Eventually, we discovered a Draco Vein and gathered one hundred drops of Draco Vein Essence over several decades." "And what exactly is a Draco Vein?" Zector asked. Before Gunner could respond, Bruno interjected, "Dragoria derives its name from the appearance of a divine dragon in ancient times. A Draco Vein forms at the site of where such a divine dragon passes away."

I press for answers. -"Werewolves are not the only shapeshifters in this world. Miss Naomi, if you are to become Queen Luna, you should at least know the basics." If he calls me that again, I will give him a taste of my raw strength. Elder or not, I don't care. He must think I am dumb, but I am not. Drakons - supernatural species able to morph into fire-breathing giants. Mostly known as Dragons, they are rare and on the brink of extinction; these species like the warm mountainous regions. Like a werewolf, a Drakon shifter is often short-tempered and possessive.

His hands slipped lower, caressing her hips and backside beneath the water, teasing the line between reverence and temptation. “Dragon’s blood does not weaken when shared,” he murmured, his hands slipping beneath her hips to lift her, “but the power tends to favor a few and we call that person ‘Draken’. Records show no ‘Draken’ since the first has found their mate. Some, in desperation, took additional wives to tempt their waning desires and hopefully produce an heir—although their offspring won’t necessarily inherit their title.”

“The Drakon rules over the affairs of all dragons and is responsible for ensuring the peace among humans, demi-humans, and beasts with the dragons. There is however one rule which every Drakon dragon on the throne must obey. “A Drakon can be challenged for the throne by another dragon with a royal bloodline especially when the current Drakon has failed to fulfill his duties to the kingdom and it is called Monarch battle. That battle is overseen by the council of Elders of the dragons so that the contest would be fair. Even dragon relatives or nephews can challenge the kingship as long as he or she has dragon royal blood. If the Drakon loses the battle, the victor becomes king Drakon automati

Maybe it’s a dragon thing. “Ryder, my boy. I am so happy to see you escaped hell. I couldn’t see you there and I was simply being driven mad not knowing if you were okay or not.” Selene reached over and patted the back of my hand. “Yeah, it actually wasn’t so bad. Drake kept me company.” “Ah… Drake… the son of Hades. Really that boy should take Hade’s spot on the council. He has more sense than his father has ever had.” Selene looked towards Typhon as she spoke.