My Dragon System Audiobook Free Novels & Stories

The title on the cover is in the same old characters as the plinth inscription. Void Dragon Art — Foundation Scripture. The System goes completely silent. That, more than anything else in the last twenty minutes, gets my full attention. ~~~

Historia speaks "Yes, I heard him talking to his friend that they brought that monster and I saw him transform to a dragon. He is the dragon, and those beasts and that creature followed you here". Eragon glares as he looks into his eyes, his pupils turn vertical yellow and red with an intimidating look. He speaks “Do you think you can kill me?" "Indeed I won't be denied my existence as dragon prince however I never planned on bringing such disaster into your world" Eragon's intimidating aura makes him look bigger than he should. Historia's father began to walk back shuddering in fear.

And then it came, tearing the fragile silence apart. A roar—no, the roar—exploded across Qombinia, rolling over the city like thunder born inside a mountain. It hurled birds from the palace roofs and froze hearts mid-beat. People who had never seen a dragon dropped to their knees instinctively; those who had knew the sound could only belong to one being in the realm. King Drakonios. Omni Draco. Last of the Eternal Brood.

His dragon was on display for all to see and I gave the Elders a look as they asked him that question. “Are you calling me a liar?” Echo said through Wynter as his eyes shone yellow. “Magnificent,” Elder Jackson said. “This is truly incredible,” Elder Charles murmured. “Separate Echo,” I said. The Elders gasped as the dragon that was now a head taller than Wynter separated from him and growled at the Elders. Elder Neil actually chuckled at that and I had to smile as Abeloth rolled his eyes. “This is Echo, Wynter’s dragon,” I said.

The mauve scar on her chest constantly reminded me how fucking magnificent she was. I ducked down into the water, shifting into my dragon form. The creature emerged from my skin, encasing me completely. Evelyn watched wide-eyed as I peeked out from the surface of the water, massive golden horns wound around my head. "Oh…that's what you meant by riding a dragon. Got it," she murmured, cheeks flushing with that cute rosy hue I liked so much. A grumbling noise reverberated from my chest, the closest to a laugh I'll ever get in my dragon form. I lowered my head slightly, getting close to the shore so she could climb onto the back of my neck.

Apart from the modern human world , the earth , another parallel world existed , a whole world on its own that was connected to earth through a secret portal . The other world , was filled with dragos , magicians , witches , mystical creatures and demons . A world that humans think it only exists in fairytales for children............but no ! It was real and this magical world was ruled by king Damien PenDraco , a pure dragon . The PenDraco famiy's dragons were the strongest among the other dragons . Dragons in this world were a bit different from normal dragons . They had the form similar to human . They could transform into dragons too but most of the time they remained in a human form bo

Keya says passionately. “The love of a dragon is not to be underestimated. When you claim a dragon properly, when you are worthy of being a rider, there is no greater experience in the world. But we cannot allow these indiscriminate claims, these forced claims, to continue. It’s not right,” Keagan says.

To me he was magnificent and a perfect fit and I stepped through the fire having given Chase his moment of glory as first born. “Turn around,” Elder Michael said and I complied. “This is unheard of!” Elder Victor said with shock in his voice. I turned to face them again and I saw that same pride in Lucas’s eyes. I felt indestructible and I knew that Abeloth was also a warrior dragon. He was fierce and gave me the impression that he wouldn’t take anyone’s shit. “I am Abeloth,” he said as he took control and my eyes glowed yellow. “This can’t be right,” Elder Cliff said and they all looked at each other. Abeloth separated from me and roared in a low voice as he glared at them.

He asked, pulling back to look at me as he cupped my cheek, leaning closer. My body pulsed with need as I sucked in a shuddering breath. Nodding my head, he pressed his lips against mine, heat moving over my skin as arousal pulsed through me. The kiss was gentle, slowly building up with each press of his lips to mine. His tongue was hesitant as it moved over my lower lip. Pulling back, I looked up at him, “Sin.” “I know you’re a fire walker, part dragon.” He rested his forehead against mine, “But when I saw you go up in flames and there was nothing I could do-”

“Drakun.” The dragon made a sound like a snort of approval. “Drakos Drakun.” To the surprise and horror of everyone watching; the king, the soldiers who stood guarding him, the noblemen and their families, the prince and the princess, Llod and Hegi, the dragon’s serpentine eyes closed and it bowed its head and pushed it into her hand. Mare released a shaky breath and let her fingers fold over the tough scales. She closed her eyes. The surge of warmth within her was now a dull burn in her heart. This dragon was hers.