Httyd The Book Of Dragons Novels & Stories

*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.

I place my hand over my mouth and gasped, “In that dream, your eyes changed. Turned reptilian. What you said now makes sense. You’re an alien.” “I am and more.” He lifts my hand to his lips kissing it. “Remember your red dragon?” I nod. “What if I told you I am a shapeshifter. A red dragon to be exact.” “What?” I whispered. “Do you remember that video of the green dragon?” “Yeah, but it was proven a fake.” “With the help of me and my four brothers. That first video is real, and it is my brother Mitchell. Each of my brothers' dragons is a different color. Mine happens to be red.”

The dragon blinked a final time and averted its eyes somewhere else as if it had heard her whisper and honored her plea. That was weird. Although the dragon had looked elsewhere, Evrah couldn't help but stare at it. She watched the destruction and chaos it brought to life. The obliteration it seemed to revel in. All of them seemed to be enjoying their devastating results. She had watched them chase folks down, spitting the elements and flame in the direction of her fellows. She had watched as they set everything ablaze, their massive wings fanning the flames as they burned the brightness and vibrancy of existence into nothingness.

It’s a flaming bird. A phoenix. **I hope you’ve enjoyed Ancalagon: The Last Pure Dragon. This story will continue in Rise of the Phoenix, Book Six of the Elemental Dragon series.

Anyway, while this book becomes the first book for dragon genre, it certainly wasn't my first book in the fantasy genre. The Dance of Fates: Bellatrix was my first fantasy book and I had finished it last year, 2020 so if you can go over my profile, you will find its completed version. I also have a Patreon account, you can find my name "Yeirah de Dieu" and receive trivia, character reveals and bonus chapters for all my books, including "The Dance of Fates" and "Bane of the Dragons". Hopefully, I can write more dragon genre and in time, become familiar with this trope. Until then, thank you for you support and love! Don't forget to leave a vote in this book and help it get to the ranking. Cia

She responded without moving, and in the same mood as mine. I do not know what she meant by those words of hers; was it that his father did not actually read it, or was it the fact that these poetic lyrics of freedom and history inscribed in this book is ought to mislead people? I wondered as certain words from the book overlapped in my mind; dragons, enemy, slay, love, harmony, and peace. I read it myself, and I can’t even keep my stomach from turning from the detail that it never mentioned dragons being the first rulers of this world. And they knew us as some hollow and untamed creatures that wreck people’s houses and destroy their rich lands.

She knew one fall from there would put her back in the bed she so desperately got away from. Her eyes scanned the field again as a smile was plastered to her face. She was so intrigued and mesmerized by the area she couldn’t believe something so beautiful was here. The space was large enough to accommodate two dragons to open there wings and fly. They wouldn’t be able to go far but at least they could open there wings. She was happy, the beauty of dragons should not be kept hidden if it can be helped. She will purpose to Asrar that one of these be built in every city and run by a trusted person.

He asked the Hydra "Gavin and Louis have not yet returned your Majesty, and Pete is with the younger Tydrons.” He explained. The King shifted his head slightly, "and how are the Tydrons?" He asked. Hydra Reye smiled nodding, "They are big," he replied with a slight chuckle. The Tydrons were the only other species of Hydra in the dragon army. Born three years before the birth of the golden dragon, they had grown incredibly. [A/N-If you are a new reader I suggest you read chapter 5 in book 1 on all the types of dragons in the camp]

“And now they are sitting in my house demanding the money Meryl owes! Where the hell will I give them from?” Disbelief cruised through her mind as Valerie stared at Judith without blinking her eyes. Did she hear it correctly? Brishor and Chezzal? From Galdere? So the dragons had come to collect their little mate and this was the explanation they gave to Judith. Her heart started racing like a wild horse and she had to pass this information to Lord Alburn. This was as if she was sitting on a gold mine and it was about to blast if she didn’t douse the fuse of the dynamite it was lit with. The two dragons were in the human realm. What if with Alburn’s help, she killed them. So much of their blo

My stomach is growling demanding food. “Alright we can continue this first thing in the morning,” dad looks at us sternly. “Do not be late.” Dad then tosses a very old book at me. “What’s this,” I ask. “That book holds the history of all the realms. What creatures live where, details about each creature and what powers they possess. I want you to specifically read about the dragons. There are six types of dragons aside from the silver dragons and they all have different powers.” Dad then tossed a binder at Owen. “That is a copy of the book but only has the dragon information. You need to read up too. I expect you both to read about each of the dragons and what powers they possess. You’ll nee