Novel & Cerita Invisible Dragon Novel

I had experienced nothing like this before in my life, so I didn’t know what I should do, or what I should say to Max when he returned, if it was indeed him that returned and not Hafgan. As I sat there in bewilderment, the ashes, now hard from the ritual procedure, slowly floated towards me. I held out my hands to catch it and the moment it touched my skin, the ashy hue seemed to melt away, replaced by a beautiful icy white. I was holding an egg. A rather large, frosty dragon's egg.

"Probably. The book is known as the Eye of Abernathy, the first and most powerful dragon ever to have lived on Earth." "A dragon?" I rubbed my thumbs over the edges of the cover, staying clear of the eye. Soft, sleek, and smooth like a lizard's skin. "What's inside?" Cindy gave me one of her famous looks. This one saying, Duh! "Abernathy's spells. This is the oldest, most powerful book on the planet, and it's mine now." I snorted, though I could feel the book's power. "Really? Why do you have it?" Immediately after the words left my mouth, I regretted them.

“Mitch. Yes, Mitch.” “Mine. My Kellie.” He said in a deep growl as his thrusts pounds into me. The sound of our flesh slapping against each other. Our climax begin to climb together as I could feel his pleasure along with mine. It must be the bond and our lovemaking feels more intense. “Open your eyes. Look at your mate. Look at me.” He growls at me. I open my eyes, look at him, and saw his eyes had changed again. The dragon is here. “Are you afraid my mate? Are you afraid of your dragon?”

I said that actually I did not know at all where that place was. Erin chuckled when she saw me, her mind reading magic is really sneaky. He was able to read my mind, but he could also ward off mind reading magic from me. ... After enjoying the dishes that Jade had prepared, we immediately got ready to go to Ignis' place. One of the legendary dragons besides Violet, I'm very curious about this magma dragon.

Its internal gears began to spin with a deafening, melodic clatter. > MANUSCRIPT RECEIVED: THE LEGEND OF THE BRAVE DOG. > AUTHOR: MINA THORNE. > STATUS: REPRINTING REALITY. The dragon’s tail slammed into the ground, but this time it didn't destroy. It acted like a giant stamp. Where it hit the frozen earth, the "Ghost-Prints" of the fallen soldiers didn't vanish, they were filled in. The grey shadows became solid men in blue surcoats. The dragon took a deep breath and exhaled a cloud of violet steam. As the mist settled over the ruined banquet hall, the blackened stones didn't just clean themselves, they were replaced by descriptions of stones.

I had to brace myself. “You planning on walking off?” he asked. “Not today.” “That’s reassuring.” I glanced sideways at him. “You don’t think I’d jump.” He studied my face more carefully then. “Should I?” I returned my gaze to the sea. “Do you think your dragon could catch me?” Silence. “Catch you,” he repeated slowly. “Yes.” “Why would I need to catch you?” “I read a book once,” I said. “About cliff diving. People leaping into water from heights like this.”

Seraphina decided to put the shoes back in the wardrobe and exited the room barefoot. Seraphina wandered aimlessly for a while, she hoped she would bump into Bethel, Rose or Melanie but, she didn’t know where their rooms were located. The Palace truly was magnificent. Beautiful portraits adorned the walls and there were painted designs on the high ceilings showing the history of the Empire. As Seraphina explored, she found herself in a library. The walls were lined from floor to ceiling with rows upon rows of books, in the centre of the room were leather chaise lounges and armchairs. She walked around the perimeter of the room allowing her hands to trail across the books, she stopped on a bo

Damien looked at the book Charlotte was holding and noticed that it was a historical book with the legends of dragons . " You choose a rather interesting book . " said king Damien with a smirk . " Huh ? " said Charlotte confused as she looked at the book . " It's a historical book of our world , one of the oldest with legends that have passed down from generation to generation . It has a lot of geographical, archeology and alchemy elements . Will you be able to understand it ? " said king Damien . ' Is he really asking that question to a prodigy student like me ?! He is a king . I am surprised how he hasn't even gotten a CV of mine from the human world . ' thought Charlotte as she flipped th

“WHAT?!” Calm dark hair, cold pale cheeks, and a pair of pretty lashes that ceased fluttering years ago. Even after so long, Genad couldn’t get enough of such a sight. He had admired his elf so much that his image burned itself into his very soul. Even till death, he was as beautiful as ever. After his tenth sigh, Genad looked back unto the book he was studying, on it was the drawing of a huge dragon with large wings which seemed to be writhing in pain. It was the autobiography of the dragon god, everything ever known about him was there.

Pale gold hair caught the sunlight, and his blue eyes stayed fixed on the hole the acid had made. I caught myself staring at his mouth instead of listening. He bent to inspect the damage. I dragged my eyes away from his face. “I didn't know,” I said. “I've never seen a dragon before. Maybe you could teach me.” His gaze snapped to mine. “Don't move.” He crossed the space between us in two quick steps, caught me around the waist, and pulled me away from the edge. I hit a solid chest, and the smell of dust and clean skin filled my lungs.