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I thought with a scornful look on my face. "I can't wait to control their feeble mind," Kendra, my dragon, said with an excited look. "For making fun of how I looked." This war had started years ago when I first accidentally found a book titled the first dragons. And then someone helped me to know more about the first dragons, and their history. Everything started with that first book. The book was buried deep in the depth of a library, and that was the only print, I had found out later. The fascination became obsession and the obsession became need.

Hedard walked and climbed down the stairs towards the cave. “I am Prince Glam of the Ashenvale kingdom. Welcome, maester.” The prince said. “It is an honor, my prince.” “It seems like taking these stairs could be difficult.” He looked at the staircase. The Prince walked outside the big door and looked up. He closed his eyes for a bit. I think he is calling something. Maester Kael thought. A loud screech was heard above and the faerie dragon appeared and flew towards the prince. “Come,” Prince Gram said as a big wind came when the dragon landed. He walked towards the dragon. “Hello, Mareen.” The head of the dragon lowered towards the Prince and he placed his hand to pat the dragon’s head.

I spent hours studying the text. I learned about Alice's Dragon, referred to in ancient languages as the 'Rare Healer of Fire.' This unique dragon was gifted with ancient magic. If the Rare Healer of Fire mated with another dragon, they would be reborn as humans but retain the ability to use dragon magic without their dragon forms.

The witches smile, and the wolves howl as Ash sweeps me off my feet, The Moon Goddess Clears her throat before she says to Ash, “Ash, you may now break your bonds and set your Queen free.” Ash roars as he breaks the ribbons. Within seconds, he stands in front of the Alter as the true Dragon King, towering over everyone as those beautiful emerald green scales shimmer in the moonlight. I stand beside him, Queen of the Dragons, not as tall as my mighty King but still towering over the witches and the wolves, as my Ruby red scales catch the glint of the moon.

kill her. She opened her eyes and saw the creature looking back at her. He didn't look angry anymore. Then, the Princess looked down. The dragon's cock was fully erect. She felt an instant fire building inside of her. Somehow she knew that this thick and long appendage was designed for her; it was a primal instinct that had been dormant all of her life. This was her true destiny! Before Anais's astonished eyes, the Princess crawled closer to the dragon and delicately grabbed his cock, like the most cherishable gift she had ever received. She looked at it for a moment and then licked it with a little hesitation; not because she didn't want to do it but because she wanted to do it right. The

Loyalty to her pack defines her, yet every instinct warns her that the dragon court is one vast territory fight she cannot win by tooth and claw alone. Aurelia, Sea-Dragon Princess of the Leviathan Isles — Eyes as deep as trench-water and hair that shifts like tide-foam, Aurelia carries the hush of ocean trenches wherever she goes. She slips through waterways beneath the palace at night, surfacing in unexpected courtyards, observing more than she speaks. When she finally chooses words, they arrive like a rising tide—slow, inescapable, and impossible to ignore.

Thunders can be heard. "A Heatherian never leaves their own kind behind!" Ms. Anthea shouted. "WE ARE HEATHERIANS! WE FIGHT WITH ALL OUR MIGHT! WE WON'T LET YOU RISE UP HIGH! UNTIL WE DIE!" Everyone shouted at once before attacking. "Yow guys!" Both Drake and I looked up. There we saw the princes and princesses, riding their creatures made of their charms. "Hop on!" Said by Prince Neo, who's riding a fire dragon. I reached for his hand and rode behind him. "Hold tight!" He said and patted his fire dragon. It spread its wings and flew away.

"Long ago, humans called me many names….but the one they remember most…is the Queen of Dragons. My stomach dropped. The Queen, not a queen, but the queen. Every child in Adengard grew up hearing stories about her. You know, Legends, myths, warnings. Nobody had seen her for generations. Well, I'm pretty sure nobody back home has ever seen a dragon, talk more or less of the Queen of dragons And now, now she was sitting in front of me making jokes. "You look disappointed." "I'm just confused." "That's fair." I sat on a fallen tree nearby because standing suddenly felt exhausting. Astria watched me with obvious amusement. "So," I said carefully. "Why can I hear you?" "Dragon bonds." I frowned. "

dragons.A dragon so big laying comfortably on the stairs, his skin so beautifully blue...his tail was elegantly long.He was a monster."A dragon!" Alexandra said in a high pitched tone.His face moved...eyes wide open.The colour so adorable, it wasn't even just any colour but it changed from second to second.From green to yellow to red then to blue, he stared at the tiny little humans in front of them.In the wintry weather, he hibernated, they know he awoke by the sudden yell of excited Alexandra.He stood up arcing with out-stretched wings, each as brilliant as stained glass, they held their breath for a while, eyes wide.Perhaps it was the moment they waited for...the struggle...but was it wo

The end of the world smelled of sulfur and crushed violets. Princess Saoirse, the last true blood of the Dragon Kings, stood before the cracked vanity mirror in the servant’s quarters. Her hands trembled violently as she destroyed her birthright. The paste—a foul mixture of river mud, crushed walnut shells, and soot—felt cold and slimy against her scalp. Outside, the sky was bleeding. The Dragon Kingdom of Aethelgard, a realm of glass spires and singing winds, was dying. It wasn't dying quietly. It was screaming under the iron treads of the Empire’s war machines.