Inheritance Dragons Novels & Stories

What was the surprise that couldn’t wait until evening? ***** Palash Mithra (Dada) He was a hard-working boy. At 20 he had already managed to find a job as a car mechanic. It gave him a meagre but steady income. When he had lost his parents 6 years back, he was heartbroken. He did not allow himself to grieve. He had a lovely little sister who had to be taken care of. He came from a family where women were respected and treated as equals. The family where women were worshipped as Durga (a female goddess), the eternal power.

Sarah’s mother glares at me while the two Elders – Alpha Jeremy and Alpha Griffin, stand up and greet Clyde and me. “It’s an honour to finally meet you, Your Highness,” Elder Jeremy smiles as he inclines his head. Clyde nods in acknowledgement. Dragons were considered one of the most powerful beings and meeting a Dragon king was considered an honour. “Why don’t we begin this meeting?” Dad murmurs, his eyes never wavering from us. I noticed the clench of his jaw and mom’s anxious gaze. Uncle Tristan had left. Ava sat in one of the chairs at the side while mom sat beside dad. Elias hovered near the window.

Even though I have. Clairmont heaved a sigh. He then crossed his arms beneath his head and gazed at the ceiling. For some time, no words came out of his mouth before he said, “This world consists of a lot of Mana. And we dragons, are a being made solely by Mana, after it concentrated for several thousands of years and in the end materialized. That’s why, most dragons wake up being surrounded by high quality Mana stone, which was actually the remnant of their materialization.” I blinked my eyes. Those words sounded similar to what’s written inside the novel, during a chapter when Clairmont had a secret meeting with Minerva at some point of the novel. He told her about the beginning of dragons

It was the place where she felt she belonged, now and forever. "You know, in old times, and I mean old times like before my parents… Middle Ages, and even before that, there was a handful of cases when dragons were mated to other species. Plus, there is something about pure dragon couples that makes them infertile for the better part of the century. That's partly the reason why there's so little of us in the world. And most of the living dragons are now very old. Some of them never had kids…

Deep down something told Iris that the old lady wasn't lying, that there was a truth to this side of history that no one had ever told her. Lady Marie smiled, "Dragons decided to slumber. Deep in the cores of mountains and ranges. Transformed and slept, some have been sleeping for thousands of years. Only a few remained awake to keep their legacy going. After all, we are the noblest of all of God's creations on Earth. And you never find a Dragon-shifter dear, if a Dragon-shifter wants you, they'll find you, even abduct you if that's what it takes." She tapped Iris' hand again and winked knowingly at her.

I know the other dragons are upset to have these dragons and hybrids that were created from their DNA and I am too, to an extent. However, unlike the others, I don’t seem to be able to have children, so without the Chief and Oliver, the water dragons would have gone extinct after I died. Now, my genetics will continue after I'm gone.

His father looked down at him with eyes so alive and filled with untold tales. "I think it’s time for you to have my bow, Caleb," Joshua stated, warmth pooling in every word. The bow had been crafted from a rare Black Willow tree during his travels to Aurelia, the weathered ridges along the wood revealed years of use from the numerous trips he’d made over the years. "It's yours now," he imparted, leaving Caleb with a legacy of resilience and love. “Now that I have taught you all that I can, you are ready to set out on your own adventures, son.” His words still haunted Caleb’s memory, because three days later, his father was murdered. He snatched the bow off its hook then secured it, and the

If Wilbur had been shocked by the old woman's first statement, he now felt like he had been struck by lightning. "You can tell I'm a cultivator?" Judith's grandmother looked at him calmly. "Yes, I can. You might find this strange, but it's perfectly normal for me. My family and I are descendants of the dragon clan, and each of us has some dragon blood flowing in us. When the dragon's blood is powerful enough, our special legacy, the Dragon Eye, will be awakened. The Dragon Eye can see things regular people cannot."

“Next on the agenda. I killed Nicu when I found him on top of my sister. I’ve brought her back to Mintia with me but I’m worried about the King’s next move. He wants her because she has a dragon and you can all tell that I’m not lying.” “I was hoping it was you.” I looked at Andrei and a new understanding blossomed between us. “There is one thing you haven’t thought of as Duke.” Elder Marku grinned at me. “What’s that?” “His only living heir is giving birth to a child. A woman cannot ascend the throne but her royally titled husband can. Florin will have no choice in naming you the Prince of Dragons and naming you as his heir because one day his grandchild will sit on that throne.”

"That's the known story. The book says something else. That the dragon's king mate can only be someone who shares its blood." "Mate?" "Destined one. Dragons as creatures don't just procreate. They search for their perfect match. When the dragon tamers received the dragon blood, that connection was passed on to them." Astrid is still confused. If dragon kings had destined ones why the harem? She asks Loras that. "As I said. With time, the blood spread around. It got to the point where the king could marry a commoner." "And the lords got angry..." "The harem was the option that satisfied everyone. No queen of a lower class and the king had the possibility to find his mate if he met more women.