Httyd The Book Of Dragons Novels & Stories

2. "Alpha, there are three dragons circling our training grounds, what should we do?" Althea was breathless as she barged into his office, and Todd had to suppress a smile before he replied. "Well, now that depends Gamma Diaz, on what colors these dragons are. By chance would there be a black dragon, with eyes the color of the Caribbean?" Althea nodded firmly, and Todd couldn't resist sucking in a deep breath, heightening the nervousness of his youngest warrior. He pretended to think this through, before asking "Is another of them a pale white, and translucent in color?" Again Althea nodded, and Todd widened his eyes for effect. "Oh Goddess," The Alpha gasped, really selling the story, "Plea

said Astrid in support. “zu'u respect fin knowledge inside thdro book. Ofan zu'u enlightenment. Zu'u fen respect ahrk protect fin secret do fin dragonne,” said Draco casting a spell in the dragon's ancient language. I respect the knowledge inside this book. Give me enlightenment. I will respect and protect the secret of the dragons. The next sentence appeared in the book. [wo kos hi?] Who are you? Draco took a breath and answered. Meanwhile, Astrid held her breath as she watched the amazing events before her eyes.

In fact, majority of the people had chosen to forget that there was a thirteenth noble house ruled by the Whitby's. All they knew about him was that he had become a religious fanatic who ran a gathering of people who believed in Dragons and the Vita Navitas. "Silver Falcon!" Rhaegal, the head of the bandits called out to him after watching him approach his tent for a while and he turned slowly. The Head of the bandits, Rhaeghal, shifted uncomfortably in his seat. he had heard about the Silver Falcon, but never met the man in person. All the business they did together was always conducted by a middleman of the sorts. He had believed it was so because Silver Falcon was probably too old to stan

Fury Dragons should not be trifled with as they are extremely dangerous and have been known to kill. My jaw is clenched tightly, and fear grips my mind. I slam the book shut and head upstairs. I knock on Lyza’s door and walk in as soon as she replies. “Are you a Fury Dragon?” I ask her and her face pales. She shifts uncomfortably on the edge of her bed. “Yes,” she mutters, throwing me a nervous glance. “Did you know about all that stuff?” I ask, as in my hand towards the hall. “What stuff?” Her eyebrows furrow in confusion.

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.

The roar that left my lips was filled with my rage, with my power. The END but the story continues in book two Her Trapped Dragon

We traveled through hidden mountain paths my soft curves bouncing with each hurried stride milk occasionally leaking down my belly as Aether fed. Hours passed in tense silence broken only by distant rumbles of Elyra’s approaching forces. When we finally reached the border of neutral territory the landscape opened into a vast valley dotted with ancient dragon spires. Three massive dragons from the neutral clans waited at the entrance their scales shimmering in shades of silver and emerald as they regarded us with wary interest.

Only Vertimon has books about dragons and from what she understood, he had gotten them from the old Demon king’s castle, the one her father had ruined while trying to save her mother from his brother, her uncle. There was no news or stories about the dragons except in the books and it was what made everyone believed them to be myth. Neither the wolves or vampires has ever heard about the dragons and she only got to know about them because growing up, she loved spending her time in Vertimon waters and so chanced upon the books. Even Vertimon himself had admitted not believing them to be real but since it was a book from the old demon king castle, maybe it was true, or maybe they are myth. And

My fated mate shut me out of our bond for the ninety-ninth time just as the last spark of dragonfire inside me began to die. I walked into the Oath Hall of Obsidian Keep alone. Black stone stretched beneath my feet, cold enough to bite through my slippers, and every step made the cracked channels around my dragon core grind deeper into my chest. “I’m here to renounce the Obsidian Court and dissolve my life-bond with the Dragon Lord.” The clerk took in my bloodless face and lowered his voice. “Lady Ashton, once I set the seal, the Court will no longer be required to protect you. Are you certain?” My dragonfire had been unstable since birth, leaving me weaker than most dragonkin. When I was te

The man chuckled lightly, "Of course, we're not worried about dragons, they never leave their territory, and when they do, it's normally to visit Grancia or Welas. So why would a dragon come here? But I'm sure if a dragon did come here and start causing trouble, all our guild members combined could take it down, so there's no reason to worry." I could see Terry's expression slowly being overwritten by rage at what the human said, so I rushed over and made it look like I was hugging Terry when in reality, I was wrapping my arms around him and holding him back, "Yes, I'm sure the guild could handle a dragon on their own, but I agree with Terry that it'd be best not to aggravate one. Now, Terry