Hp Dragon Novels & Stories

They aren't rich or powerful enough to show up there, to fight for a share of the resources there, so this was their best and only option. Xasha did not know what was happening outside, nor did he care what random people had to say. A lot had happened over the last two years that he considered way more important. His Storm Dragon egg hatched, it was a beautiful green baby dragon, he had 4 arms, 4 wings and a long tail that looked like a snake but with metal spikes protruding from its back and running the length of his body. He was around 40 meters tall and looked as majestic as the king of the world.

Did that woman need lozenges or something? I changed direction and walked to the principal's office. When I opened the door, the smell of leather assaulted my nostrils. The office was a good looking well spaced room that had a mahogany desk and three leather chairs next to it. Grey mixed with lilac to form an exotic blend and the office gave off a formal aura. The principal, Mr E. L Randolph,was a good looking, thirty something, raven haired man whose blue eyes bore into on my soul and gave me hebe jibes.

I said to him as I opened the drawers of the desk. “That’s awesome!” he said loudly. “How old are you Link?” I asked him. “Eighteen Sire,” he said to me. “Well I’m nineteen so call me Ryder please,” I said and he smiled again. “Sure thing boss,” he said and I laughed as I shook my head. “What dragon do you have?” I asked him. “Violet,” he said proudly. “You should’ve been able to lay claim to the lair yourself and kill Andrew,” I said to him.

Free falling from the sky, I couldn’t stop screaming. My arms flailed around as if trying to grab onto something, even if there was nothing to grab. Above me was a Dragon, galactic in size. He had to be as massive as a mountain. I had to admit that the Dragon was alluringly breathtaking. Luminous metallic purple scales cascaded over its entire form. Its wings arched slightly as they span across the sky. Its head turned down as it looked at me, with large radiant indigo eyes. When it redirected and started flying toward me, I stopped screaming and simply stared at the magnificent beast.

Pregnancy has made us horny, not that Vilkas is complaining, especially when I launch myself at him every chance I get. Apparently it is normal for phoenix’s being like this during their pregnancies. Also, a phoenix gestates for three months, but a dragon is the same as a human pregnancy, so we have guessed the baby will be born at around six months. I’m not bothered as long as it is healthy. I lick my lips as I watch him saunter towards me. Gods. “I would never deny you, baby, but not right now. As soon as we get back, you can do whatever you want with me.” I pout at his words, but I know he is right. It is not the time to jump him.

I was the lowest-born black serpent in the Serpent Clan, yet the Dragon Court's most honored crown prince chose me as his bride. He gave up his betrothal to my sister, surrendered his place as heir, and walked away from the Dragon Court for me. I was moved beyond words and became his wife. But after I gave birth to only a black serpent, he flew into a rage. He crushed our baby beneath his foot, then killed me with a single strike of his sword. As I was dying, I saw hatred burning in his eyes. "If I'd known you were this useless, I should've married your sister!" Only then did I learn the truth. I was the woman of fate named in the Dragon Court's forbidden book, the one born with primord

As her dragon glided along warm currents, tracking Ragnar's mate, she looked up from the valleys below and beheld a breathtaking sight. In the distance flew a gigantic white dragon, her crests were tinged a dusky pink, and Titan felt she'd never seen a beast so beautiful. This must be the Queen's dragon. Beating her wings to lessen the distance between them, Titan had to put real effort in to catch up, and she was puffing before she reached the Queen's tail. There she noticed the real struggle taking place.

The flapping wings almost blew Diana away, her hands reaching to her belly in instinct. Standing before Diana was Gelong—a predator version of Gelong. No trace of Gelong could be seen aside from his familiar glowing golden eyes that stared at her with intensity. He was now a dragon with peculiar scales of white with snow-like hair. Unlike a griffin, which was a creature of legend with the upper body of a fierce bird paired with the lower body of a mighty lion, a dragon was a legend among legends no matter what scroll or text it was! Gelong’s dragon body was five times larger than a griffin. The noble air around such a beast was palpable even from a distance.

He is sure this beauty is one among many, who dies to flaunt their figure in front of men to make them drawl all over themselves. He snorted at that thought. After a minute, he heard the shower going on in the bathroom. He is a powerful aqua blue dragon. The legend says that there was only one such dragon in the past few centuries and he is the second. He can conceal himself in plain sight. No matter how powerful a person is, they cannot detect his presence unless he specifically wants them to.