Millennial Dragon Novels & Stories

Filled with fire and volcanos as far as the eye could see. Until one day, when in every corner of the world, a blood-freezing howl was heard. No one knows how, but a great beast had made his nest at the top of the tallest Vulcano in Valaria. A dragon... It terrorized travelers for decades until a young prince from the southern kingdom set on an adventure to kill the beast. For years and years, no one heard from him and all assumed he was dead. Until the prince reappeared. Riding the dragon he tamed and bearing the flags of all the other kingdoms he conquered alone, building the empire of Valaria.

He tells me quickly and quietly as he sips his drink. Last to stand is a man, huge in stature and when I say huge I mean huge, the biggest man I have ever seen! He stares and grins at me, easily double my size. “I am a dragon" he booms his voice thick and deep, to deep he sounds evil! "I love being a dragon but alas like my counterparts before me, it is a lonely life. They’re are not many female's left sadly due to all the past wars and fights. Making our lives empty with not very many mates and even less children. Alas looking at me you know I would defenitly be good in bed I mean, look at me” he says strongly wiggling his eyebrows in my direction and smiling,

I handed her my phone, and she took it in her hands and placed it in her cross-body freckled bag that suited her look perfectly. "Don't be scared, Love... I might look rough, but my dragon adores you," I said, cupping her cheek, and taking a step back, shifting into my magnificent beast. Yes, I was an earth dragon, but unlike my brothers, I was also a gifted dragon, just like Adam. Adam was the Emerald dragon, while I, Urien Dragnoir, had the Onyx dragon. A pure black beast. Elisa gasped and then ran her hand over my snout, and my dragon melted into her, and then huffed, lowering his head.

Dude #2 yelled back suddenly. “Guys, we have no choice, we either do this or die when we go home, and if we run.. he’ll find us” dude#3 said. Unable to handle the truth of what awaits them, he started walking away from the other guys. ‘Sapphire, what are these guys?’ I asked my dragon, uncertain of their different scents. ‘That’s a delta dragon, gamma dragon and warrior dragon. That gamma dragon is the highest ranking one, deltas are like healers and warriors are obviously warriors,’ she laughed at me, making my fists clenched slightly.

“I saw your eyes glow and… smoke. You were breathing smoke.” He shuffled his feet as he looked over at me with an intense expression, "Well… my name is Kieran. Kieran Dzianis, known to the world as the heir to the Dzianis fortune. But really…" he paused, allowing his eyes to glow as he watched me. I sat up on the couch reacting to him revealing who he was. "I am actually a dragon." "What?" I scoffed in disbelief thinking this was all just one big joke to get me to bring my walls down brick by brick. How could this be? "You look very human to me."

“But also, I am searching for my sister, Millicent.” Since the day I arrived, I have told the tale of my lost sister, Millie, who was working on our family farm with a dragon lord who took her to be a servant in his castle. “He said she was payment for services to the town. When I got home from touring, I discovered the dragon was gone, and my sister with him,” it’s a story all too familiar in the south, where dragon lords have long raided human cities,”

Jackson, leaning forward with keen interest, interrupted, “Does it happen instantly? Or does it take time?” Shaking his head with a mysterious expression, Dragon replied, “There’s no fixed rule. Sometimes, the feeling is immediate and powerful. Other times, it’s gradual, like slowly discovering a missing piece of yourself.” But Jerry, not entirely satisfied with the answer, gave Dragon a challenging look. Suddenly, he asked a question that was like a stone dropped into still water: “And you, Dragon? Who is your mate?”

Pepper is dragon and incredibly special. I'm lying in the grass and daydreaming because that's what lazy father dragons do for about three minutes each day. I'm imagining the portrait of Jewel and Pepper that now hangs in our great room. Mikael drew it. He barely survived Drakon's attack and his injuries keep him from a fulltime job. He has become our resident artist because he's surprisingly good. He lost most of the fingers on his left hand, but it doesn't keep him from producing amazing portraits that are now sprinkled around our castles.

If it thought it was me then. "Who am I and what am I?" I asked. " Danae Ravdylon. Bearer of the Ice Dragon." It managed to sound dry even with its kind of voice. I folded my arms and nodded. "So, you're an ice dragon and I carry you. Fair enough." It flapped its wings again. "I am 'THE' Ice Dragon. The only one. The bearers may expire but I live forever. Only I. For another to be born, I have to expire."

Maybell Smith Mythicals- A rare bloodline that people inherit from God, Dalion, that he personally blessed with the ancient dragon spirit. It is given to those who have been close enough to touch the white veil. Although this information is well known, mythicals are still a mystery to the rest of civilization, if encountered, don’t stare into its gaze.