How To Survive As A Dragon With Time-limit Novel Novels & Stories

Chapter One: The Last Dragon (Drake’s POV) For centuries, they have hunted my kind. Once, dragons ruled the skies, our shadows stretching across kingdoms, our roars shaking the earth. But humans feared what they could not control. One by one, my kin fell—slaughtered by cowards who called themselves heroes. They carved our bones into weapons, melted our scales into armor, and told stories of their victories. Now, I am the last. Drake—the final dragon of this world. And they want to get rid of me too.

*Will* I open the book, revealing the vibrant illustrations of dragons dancing through the skies. “This one is about a dragon named Ember who learns to overcome her fears.” I begin to read, my voice low and soothing, aiming to pull both Frida and Kiera into the enchanting world of the story. “Once upon a time, in a distant land, there was a dragon named Ember. Unlike the other dragons, who soared through the clouds with confidence, Ember was afraid to fly.” I glance at Kiera, who leans in slightly, her eyes reflecting interest.

And I can only hope that whatever alliances they've managed to form will be enough. Because we're not coming back anytime soon. We're trapped on a mountain with an insane dragon who thinks we're toys. And all we can do is survive long enough to make her keep her promise. Five days. We have five days to endure Ember's games and convince her we're worth saving. Five days to prove that rogues are more than just entertainment. Five days before we can return to the fight that's waiting below. If we survive that long.

Hearing sad stories was painful, especially living alone in a strange place. Draco felt that his life was a responsibility he had to fulfill for the future of the dragons. He didn't have time to think about himself. He didn't even know whether he deserved love or not. His life was a duty and responsibility, nothing else. Draco felt his energy drain rapidly when he was around humans. He longed for the hidden dragon lair where he grew up, but Draco couldn't return. He had to face his destiny. Draco had to find a way to keep his true identity as a dragon hidden until he managed to find his golden dragon’s heart.

I was almost there, and then I would allow myself a short break. But then, I heard a curious noise. It was like a bird’s wings, only much louder, as if it was waves crashing against rocks. I looked up for the source of the sound, and nearly fell to the ground again when I saw what was there. A dragon, larger than an aeroplane, was hovering above me. The blood red scales of the beast shimmered even in the little light that was in the sky. Its huge green eyes looked directly into mine, and I felt a shrill scream leave my mouth. Even though I knew it was stupid, I ran.

When they are all dressed and still sleeping in their beds I take a moment to simply hold my mate as I plant a kiss on her head. My eyes clothes as I think of the journey that everyone has had. A lone smoke jumper dragon, a surly head security guard dragon, an alpha dragon, a dragon assassin and a dragon chef all changed. One could consider it the beginning of a bad joke if they didn't believe in love at all. But the best punchline ever… Those dragons and their dragon babies all lived happily ever after. THE END!!!!!

My laughter subsided with my panic, “No, Laura, I didn’t. That’s why I was gone so long, after I attacked Anna and I was hearing a voice that wasn’t my own but it was also a part of me. I went to the beach and I shifted, it was excruciating, it took hours to shift and come to terms with the pain. My dragon… her name is Helen.” She looked at me as if I had sprouted two heads “Charlee, that’s impossible. There hasn’t been dragons on this plane of existence in thousands of years, and even then, they weren’t… human? They were dragons, just dragons, I remember my Grandpa used to tell me how dragons had riders, but dragons could not live without their riders and riders could not live without their

I close my eyes, unable to watch the ground fall away, unable to comprehend how my life has taken such an unexpected and horrifying turn. But amidst the fear, there’s a part of me, a defiant part that’s screaming to be heard, to fight back, to not just accept this fate lying down. “You better have a good reason for this, or so help me, goddess, you’ll wish you were just a bedtime story!” I yell over the roar of the wind, not sure if the dragon can even understand me, not sure of anything anymore. The dragon’s flight is smooth, almost soothing if not for the sheer terror of the situation. Time loses meaning as we fly, the landscape below changing, morphing into something unfamiliar, something

Nothing but colors and ash, fused together, smudging it from existence. She knew she needed to find a better place to hide and quickly, as the smoke cleared, and the sun began its slow descent into the continent. Evrah sought what she hoped would be safety under a wagon that had been blasted and rolled over. Small fires still burned, though their life was finally waning, as the wind had ceased, and the dragons fled. She had been camped out inside the upturned wagon, waiting for a clear moment when she could flee and search openly for her family.

he started to say, a little exasperated that she was acting stubborn. “I’m not leaving you.” she cut in adamantly. “You’re not leaving me,” he corrected, voice softening. “You’re surviving, that’s different. And I'm a dragon remember? It would take more than mere wolves to kill me” Just then the first wolf lunged half a step, testing his reaction. Drake adjusted his footing and angled his sword defensively. “I need to distract them before it's too late. Once I’m out, they’ll follow me. That will be your opening.”