I Am A Dragon Novels & Stories

Aren’t I amazing? The praising moment I had for myself stopped when Elfina gingerly called me. “M-Miss Dragon…?” Her voice is tiny enough that you might miss it at first, but with my stats—which I am obliged to not talk about due to the numbers—I can hear sounds at a far distance. “Call me Suna. That’s my name.” I bragged. Again she shot me a look of awe, before she breathed. “You-You are a named dragon!” “Well-” Aw shoot. I forgot that named creatures are rare. But dragons are already a rare being in this world—stated in the novel as only 200 left in this world—and I’m a named one, so it won’t make any difference…

I guess tricks are for kids. I sit back, breathing my own air for the first time on what feels like hours. The truth in his words is hard to ignore. “You a masochist?” He chuckles. “Fire doesn't burn me. I'm a dragon. I eat that shit for breakfast. There's few people in this world like us, don't you think?” He pours me a drink. “If you're not the one, I'll move on. But I want to see. I want to see if you can handle it."

I said, careful with my words. "Who is real?" Eren asked. She was still confused. "The beast," I said. I made my voice sound happy and surprised. "My dragon. She is talking to me. In my head." Eren's mouth fell open. "The dragon? She is awake? You mean like your actual dragon is awake? After all this time?" I nodded. I forced a big smile. "Yes. Her name is Veylara. She says my anger woke her up."

Her fingers stilled against my cheek. “I’m a dragon.” She froze. I smirked, amused by her reaction. “Not just any dragon, either. I’m the last surviving Draconian of Solaria. The crown prince of my kingdom.” Lysaa inhaled sharply, her expression stunned. "A dragon? A prince?" She shook her head as if she couldn’t believe it. "I never... I never would have expected my mate to be a dragon. Especially not someone of your status." A frown tugged at my lips. Something about the way she said that bothered me.

I learned how to be invisible at a young age, and it’s served me well ever since. I moved fast across the rooftops until the bus station came into view. Dropping into an alley, I heard what sounded like heavy wind. Which made no sense—I’d just been on the roof, and there hadn’t been a breeze. I looked up. Dragons. Holy shit. Real dragons. I’d been told they existed. I’d seen pictures. But I’d never seen one in person. I dashed into the street, eyes tracking their flight: a massive bronze, two blues, a green, an orange, and a red, all soaring together.

The universe had decided to give me another one, in a place I did not know, in a body that was not mine, with a family that had already sold me before I had even opened my eyes. "When you say Dragon King," I said carefully, "you mean that literally. You mean an actual dragon." Nobody answered. Which was, honestly, answer enough. Oh my Goddess.

Aiden’s form replies. I look up to my wrists and down to my ankles. I am fastened in an X shape and I think I know just what it is. He has fastened me to a St. Andrew’s Cross. At least I am still dressed. Which reminds me… I try hard to keep my eyes up and not look at the large appendage between his legs. He’s not even hard, and it’s…oh, goddess! “I’m a dragon, of course it’s a big one. You can touch it. We are yours,” Drelduin says.

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.

Exposed. I lurched to my feet, knees threatening to buckle. My fire had saved me. But it had cost me too much. I wasn’t just Nora anymore. I wasn’t even just a dragon. I was ignis vitae, fire of life, a target for every pair of eyes in this arena. And gods help me, I didn’t know how long I could keep standing before it devoured me whole.

she says so quietly I almost can’t hear her. “Do you know that the dragons all have an element that they can manipulate. I am the air dragon. My sister is the water dragon. She’s starting a school to help those that need to learn and understand their own powers. She has several other dragons that had a rough start to their lives. I know she would be very happy to have you come live with her.” “Will she hurt me?” she asks.