Httyd Dragon Book Novels & Stories

It was pointless to do so, particularly since she was never coming back. They flapped higher, turning southward toward the Haedral Valley and the Hall. They soared through scattered clouds for some time without incident. Ghaeron remained silent in his sulky contemplation. Nayara was looking ahead, noting that a line of clouds had built up over the distant valley. It didn’t matter. Without the interference of whatever Dark Magic spell was being used in the Ramash Mountains, the Dragons’ sense of direction was impeccable, and locations of places like the Hall almost instinctively found.

My expectations of hefty magic tomes full of spells were quickly dashed. Laney’s idea of books was limited to fairy tales about princesses and knights and, of course, magic. Not exactly what I had in mind. As far as she was concerned, if it didn’t interest her, it didn’t exist. “This one’s really good,” she informed me, holding up a thin novel called Loved By Two Dragons. “He’s a dragon, but he’s also a handsome boy. But his brother’s even more handsome, and he’s an even bigger dragon!”

It was a sound that hadn't been heard in the halls of Hawke Tower in a decade. Outside, the dragonfly drone that had been observing them from the trees flickered one last time, its battery dying, its "Dragonfly Protocol" finally timed out. The "message in the dust" was complete. The book was closed. But the story was just beginning.

I’ll eat you not to sate my belly, but to sate your desire. I must really be this horny. To think I’m actually talking to a dragon and it’s flirting with me! ‘I can show you what it feels like to become a dragon’s mate, Rayna,’ he pressed on, further explaining his offer. ‘I can give you pleasures beyond anything you’ve ever felt before. You won’t be using your hands anymore to pleasure yourself.’ My brows twitched.

"How do you even know about the great book?" Sighing, Luca moved towards the back of the cave. Leaning against the rocky wall, he frowned. "After you were infected with the poison, by all rules you should've died..." Gazing at the fire he continued. "The great book had a connection with you, the same way you do with other Dragons. Before the poison could take your life completely, the Great Book sent her last energy to you..." Snapping his gaze back to me, his face hardened. "She has chosen you to have her energy, to live on in her name and help other riders... To be the saviour of the Dragons."

Classes are on hold for now while we prepare. That night, like every night for the past several weeks, I sit in my room with Yhen and I pick up The Great Clash. It’s the third time I’ve read it. The first time, I dragged my way through it, but as things have heated up with the bad elves, I wanted to read it again. I found new things the second time and then again, as I’m reading it for the third time, I find something that I missed the first two times. “Yhen, there’s no mention of dragons in The Great Clash,” I say frowning.

I warn. As Flavius continues farther into the room, the SpitFires begin to crowd him, taking in his scent. These dragons, though small compared to me, are the size of large horses. Their tails flicker back and forth as they continue to sniff him. Flavius wades through the crowd of dragons until he comes upon a SpitFire much smaller than the rest.

I dress as properly as possible. Clyde disclosed that he knew Zenith was trying to manipulate him and he was just trying to act the way she wanted and wanted to see what she would do. “Dragons are not so weak, especially a blue Basilisk,” he had said proudly. I could feel it through our newly formed bond and it both overwhelmed and relieved me. I was not sure what to expect since I have heard stories of mates like Vampire and Werewolf, A seer and a werewolf but never a bond with a dragon, well not until I heard about Lativia. However, I think it is not very different from these bonds.

Complicated creatures, dragons, I think to myself. As I reminisce, we had made our way down to the dragon den and came up to Ying. The majestic animal has only grown again since last I saw him, his sheer size a site to behold! His majesty left everybody who ever saw him in awe. Kal himself made Ying, a very long time ago, in fact at the dawn of time. Second in size only to Kal, Ying’s glistening scales looked almost like gold, but with this green, almost emerald hue to him. His deep green eyes studied me carefully and I fought with all I had to keep him out of my thoughts. Dragons and dragon magic are highly dangerous, even to the creatures like me. One of their traits was mind control, and

Riley and I had driven the six hours to Bucharest and booked into a hotel. Our flight back to the States left the following morning. I lay in bed and thought about my next move and where I should go with her. I was about to close my eyes when I felt the pull of the dragon realm. “Wynter Grey.” “I’m at your service Lord Typhon.” I bowed my head respectfully as Typhon inhaled sharply and I looked up at him. “I can grant you one desire in this life, you have saved the realms of dragon although I cannot give you the life you seek but I can grant you one wish.”