How To Become A Dragon Novels & Stories

Wynter giggled. We ate breakfast and Wynter seemed like himself. Echo slept a lot and Abeloth said that’s what baby dragons needed to do, they grew when they slept. I had called the Elders of Florida to inform them that Wynter had merged with his dragon and they outright laughed at me.

Waiting, suspended in perfect, utter stillness. They hear it, then: a quiet, but unmistakable crack. It is surreal and strange and unlike any animal egg Brandon has ever known before, to witness. A baby dragon does not chip away repeatedly at the shell of its egg like all other creatures do, he learns, then. It does not feebly peck at the shell to crack it in bits and pieces, nor does it struggle to clamber out of its egg thereafter with unsteady legs. No, Brandon learns. A baby dragon, as young as it may be, is nonetheless a dragon.

he asked again. "Partners," Ale replied, nodding. "So what happens now?" "I need to be a better fighter," he said. "I wasn't useless, but when they come for us I want to be ready." "Then you need gold - lots of gold. If you can get a large enough hoard, you can start enchanting your body to be stronger and faster. You can also make your scales harder and tougher so weapons won't pierce them easily. They don't make armor for dragons, and enchantments will be better in the end anyway."

Dragons loved treasure. “Do I not need a Vermale and a Male, then?” Lillah looked up, feeling unbothered by her nakedness now that she was bonded to the dragon pack and felt at home. “Nope, because unlike Oemales, you can self-fertilise an egg and carry it to term. It’s the combination of a Vermales’ egg and your egg that actually creates an ice dragon. If a Male or an Oemale fertilised the egg then you would have a fire dragon.” Gaz answered fully, waiting for her next question.

“I cannot. Dragon magic is not witch magic. The disciplines are fundamentally different. What he needs is druid training, the ancient methods that teach a dragon to channel fire as a surgical instrument, not a weapon. The druids can teach him, but it would take months.” “Months.” Leah’s voice was hollow.

If beasts or cultivators found out, the chances of this place being taken were very high. "Hahahaha, I'll make this place my secret headquarters! I will set up a dragon formation here and only allow people who have dragon clan blood like me to enter. Of course, they must first obtain pure blood from the dragon emperor to be able to enter freely, or from me!" said the little dragon, changing into its human form. This time, the eyes of the small dragon's human form were white. His long white hair gave a strange impression to anyone who looked at him.

Everything I need to become the Dragon King’s surrogate is here: A new birth certificate, a fake lineage line, and a fake certificate of noble blood to boot- the most important one I need. “Yes, they are all there,” He smirks before leaning back in his chair. “Did you bring the money?” I nod, reaching beside me into my knapsack and pulling out the largest wad of cash I have ever held. I’m not proud of how I got this, but I am out of options, and sometimes, you must beg, kill, or steal when you are on your last prayer…. and it’s not being answered. I just hope this is all worth it….

Chase could tell that the little dragon was quite a refined little thing. "Divinity? Are you telling me a little dragon like you is a deity?" Chase asked with a frown. "Deities exist from ordinary people cultivating to become them. They're also naturally created through faith. "I'm a dragon deity born from the prayers and admiration the world has toward the Dragon clan. I was condensed from faith. I'm still small and weak right now, though, and I don't have any special abilities." Despite the little dragon's proclamation, its tone was filled with pride.

Alicia decided she had to see if he was still conscious before determining if she could help him or not. One quiet step at a time, Alicia came upon the dragon. He was blue, purple, and green and his skin shone in the sunlight like oil. Being a girl who knew no fear, she carefully reached a hand out to touch him. After all, it was not every day that you got to touch a dragon, she thought. He didn’t open his eyes when she gently touched the side of his face. That gave her courage to examine him. Alicia had hopes to be a Doctor of Animals, but she knew that was just a dream. No one would take a woman seriously.

If a mamma found me inside her nest, she would probably tear me to shreds. As I debated how to get down, I thought about my schooling at the Seven Magics Academy. There hadn't been a lot of information on dragons. Kenmei gave us some instruction, but he was always a bit mysterious when it came to whether dragons could have children and so on. And how were they born. With care, I maneuvered around the nest, avoiding the eggs. Dragons, at least full-blooded dragons, were similar to birds in that they laid eggs. Freaking cool!