My Daughter Is A Dragon Novels & Stories

When one has lost as much as she has - when even now, she can feel the warm weight of Andromeda on her shoulders, reminding her of just how much she’s lost - one woman’s disappointment ceases to carry much weight at all. The life of a dragon cannot be repaid, even with the deaths of a thousand men. “So you have convinced Lord Brandon to fight for the Red Throne,” she concludes. When her daughter had walked into the room with a third dragon on her shoulders and a light in her eyes that could only be described as vengeful, she had not known what to expect. What had transpired that could have made it so that for the first time in her life, when she saw her youngest daughter, she saw not a girl

he grumbled. [Of course, you're almost a full-blown Dragon now even though not pure dragon since you're a transformed one but meh good enough for me because only the people know the old you can tell you're not a dragon from the start, and you just awaken your "Aura" congratz partner!! And before you ask "Aura" are unique because only dragons can awaken them and its very rare, if you ask me how rare it is well you can see from the millions of dragon from the past only 6 have to awaken them and they are The great red, Ophis, Me, Albion, Tiamat, and Tannin even then it's different from each dragon, Great red for having the strongest "Aura" and Tannin being the weakest now you are the 7th...

I hadn’t seen her or my son for almost ten years, which trust me was not my choice. “Aria who?” I asked, trying to keep the shake out of my voice, even though the mind link. “That Aria, the one that has your voice shaking,” she replied smugly. “Mother, what are you talking about?” “She’s here Sarah,” she said and my heart skipped a beat. “Your daughter is here in the dragon realm.” I felt like I had been hit by a rock. My daughter was here, now? Why would she be in the dragon realm right now? It didn’t matter. I had to get there.

The Nanny started muttering, looking under the covers and in the wardrobe, but the mischievous child couldn't be found anywhere. "Lady Lisbeth will have my head if I've lost the little shite again, Ragnar!" The heavyset woman left the room, deciding to try the library, hoping she'd have more luck there. As soon as the door closed, the ceiling shimmered, and the golden dragonling landed lightly on the floor. Ragnar Delgaard was a confident child. Despite the war that raged on between Dragons and werewolves, he would still venture outside to play in the orchards or breathe in fresh air-much to his mother's dismay. Today he had a sneakier objective in mind.

“So Phoenix, weakened me? That is why it took me so long to break from it then? And that’s why the others couldn’t wake up by themselves too?” The blinding white smile of hers reappeared. “You’re getting it. Yes, in all honesty, you should never have woken, it should have taken much longer than four years. That’s why Mrs Velt was so interested in you. She was shocked that someone with that gift she has been researching for so many years was so close. Daughter of an I.L. agent. Someone that we all fought with back in the days.” “What, my dad?” “Yes. He was one of the best.”

“Yes but I prefer seeing the whole sky outside” “Why? Ain’t you afraid of the things that crawl at night?” “No, I’m used it. Even since my mom died, the stars reminds me of her and her stories” “Sorry to hear about your lost” “Is okay” “So what are your hobbies?” “I like to knit ” “Wow! Maybe you could teach me someday” “ Ok I will” My eyes met her eyes and went stared at each other. I thought this moment would last forever until we heard someone from the maids house.

Loras adds. "Now that my dragon is a girl, that means we are going to have dragon babies?" Astrid asks looking excited at Dracos and Aine. The two dragons give her a scolding look. "Let the know each other, won't you?" Loras laughs looking at the annoyed beasts. "But if you want dragon babies, we can do that ourselves." He smirks and wraps his arms around her waist, playfully biting her neck. Astrid laughs to hide the pinch of guilt she's feeling. She still drinks that tea after every time they sleep together...

"So this is my new sister, then? She's so small, and she looks weak." I couldn't help but feel annoyed at his comment, 'Let's see how strong you look after just being born.' As I breathed an irritated huff at his comment, a small flame came out of my mouth instead of just air. The site of it startled me, 'Did I just breathe fire?' As I looked around at the three of them surrounding me, they all had a look of shock on their face. After his initial shock, Walter smiled, "I guess our daughter is going to be a very powerful dragon. Newborns don't normally get their first breath until they're a week old." I looked at him in pure surprise, 'I'm a dragon?!'

the dragon sniffed, “embryos.” What would Kohl’s father think about her children? Her body trembled in fear at the thought he’d share the same feelings as Kohl and want to terminate them. But why? Had Kohl’s mom spurned her child and he didn’t want that repeated? Or was it more than that? And a dragon? Holy hell. What was she going to do now? She knew she wouldn’t be able to fend off a dragon by herself if they decided to tear her to pieces or worse: eat her alive. Would they kill her despite her being pregnant?

The Dragon Lord’s voice is deep enough to split marrow. “She is reborn,” he says, wings folding behind his scaled frame. “You may call her Aelira now. The woman you knew has burned.” “No,” I whisper. “She’s my mother. Her name was Mira.” Aelira’s lips twitch upward. “Mira was weak. I died summoning a dragon and the fire didn’t kill me. It made me. The same flame that lives in you, my daughter.” I take another step forward, ignoring the way Lucien growls behind me.