Millennial Dragon Novels & Stories

which everyone agreed was a very good point. “Right,” said Mira, taking the wooden spoon as official seconding of the motion. “But there’s a problem. A big problem.” She lowered her voice and the others leaned in, Theo nearly headbutting her. “There’s a dragon.” Theo gasped. Sunny gasped too, mostly because Theo did. “Two dragons,” Mira corrected darkly. “Daddy is one dragon. And…” she pointed one small finger across the garden, to where the grown-ups were sitting in the late afternoon sun “…Uncle Lucien is the OTHER dragon.”

She questioned me with confused face and I turned my head up to stare deep in her eyes. “Every Dragon person has their own Dragon sprit which is our original Dragon form that we change into…. King Jamerian Borg he was a ghost who was living in mortal body of King Erlenduris because of which he was able to see my true form when we visited him in conference hall” I explained her

I muttered. As the news spread throughout the dragon clan, whispers and murmurs filled the air. Some were in awe of Drogo's unexpected allegiance to Freya, while others expressed doubt and skepticism. Questions swirled in my mind, and I knew I needed to confront Drogo and seek answers. She was the only one who could give me a comforting answer filled with nothing but the Truth. Dragons aren't just flying beings, they are magical creatures who foresee the future and they never lie. They would always stand on the truth.

His father raised an eyebrow as he waited for Kohl to answer. “At least one.” He wasn’t going to let his father give him a guilt trip for something he himself had done before Kohl was born. “Zero since your mother died.” The dragon sat down heavily on all fours, his tail slashing across the ground behind him. “A century ago, it was deemed a backward and forbidden planet. And naturally, since I’m strong-willed and stubborn, I went to visit many times. I fell in love with your mother and was overjoyed when she became pregnant with you. I defied my father and ruler in order to see her again and again.”

By dragon law, I need to have one in the next five years if I want to continue my rule, if I do not produce one, my insane brother could try to claim the throne, and no one would want that. I am a full dragon and with that, I need to be even more careful. Half breeds: that is what the council wants. That is what is safe. Half noble human and half dragon are what bloodlines are supposed to be made of when royalty breeds. When two full-blood royal dragons mate, you risk health issues along with the possibility of mental instability…. Like what happened with my twin brother Sanderson and me. We were born from the same egg, we look identical, but are nothing alike… he should be locked up in an i

" It's an old dragon but not the oldest. They disappeared two hundred years ago and no one knew where they went. This is the first time in two hundred years since the dragons made an appearance in their home, RedShire." Vincent watch in astonishment as the girl kept touching the dragon who wasn't bothered to move. Knowing how mischievous Minerva could be, he held her waist, stopping her from climbing onto the dragon. They were like insects in front of the large dragon and the air coming from it's nostrils were like a gust of wind. " Perhaps he could show us where the others are! Come!" Minerva was awed and climbed onto the dragon with Vincent who was looking at the dragon eye to eye.

Mina grabbed Aruther by the wrist, squeezing in desperation “Arthur do something... she can’t stay here,” Murdok cocked his head to the side as Mina’s voice echoed down the hall and Arthur turned to his wife, jerking his wrist from her grasp. “What is that supposed to mean, Rori would be just as safe here with Murdok as she would be with us.” Arthur turned to inspect his bride, “where is this coming from Mina...you sound like the Grand Master and half the Vail High Court…” Arthur did not finish as Mina perched her hands on her hips and squared her shoulders. “Maybe they have a point, Art…” Arthur hissed at his wife’s dismissive tone and looked at her as though she had struck him. “Mina this

They dressed in white, a counterpart to the order of the Black Knights and honoring Nayara’s bright scales. There came a time, however, when the forces of both humanity and Dragon would be tested, though not in the way any of them might have expected. Neyalha, the Dragon Mother, ageless and seemingly exceedingly wise, grew more and more restless. Her mate Gheyaral did not understand. Together they had created this world, and from his perspective all was proceeding well. Yet Neyalha continued to grow more and more unsettled as she observed the actions of the life she had seeded so many ages before.

Mother's face reddened as she yelled. "The supposedly last female dragon was to come to our tribe that day to mate with another. It was to help produce a female, which your father and I were against from the beginning; it was all a farce. There never was a female dragon to give to Hildago. Once Adam broke the 'fake news' about a 'fake female dragon' being gifted to Hildago, he went berserk. Adam went as far as having spells planted on a smaller dragon tribe to go rogue, until they were wiped out by our tribe. Innocent dragons, Creed!" Mother pulled her hair.

They have been trapped in this drab and stuffy room for nearly two days straight, deliberating and strategizing in endless circles for a solution that does not arrive. When it seems to her that the only solution to the problem is standing outside the room. "And why not Lady Alcina?" She says. Nordin stiffens. Duchess Clair's face pinches into something displeased. "What of my daughter, Lady Darla?" "Why not include her in these strategies of yours? Surely, the dragon her Gift commands is an advantage that cannot be wasted." Dragons, an ancient and legendary race, whose roars have been said to be sufficient to shake the very heavens the gods live upon; whose might, the stories say, were so gr