Naomi Lord Dragon Novels & Stories

“It’s the gods, Edward. A fight against the gods. Need I remind you that you and I were created by a goddess? If one of them has the power to create a whole new species, can you imagine the strength of all of them combined? The dragons are strong; they are stronger than us, and they fought against the gods before; they can do it again. So, you have no reason to be there.” “But, Aliyah…” “No, Irene, I won’t hear of it.” “Let’s not get ahead of ourselves,” Edward said. “Without a dragon, I can’t go to the Dragon Land, you said so yourself, Irene.” “Indeed,” she concurred. “And there is no dragon here, so let us not argue over something meaningless and find a way to get Naomi to agree to give

Lady Briseis retorted. “Are you sure it was her?” Lord Stevano asked, his voice laced with panic. “Well she has the same eyes, one blue and one purple, and she bares the dragon mark, she definitely has the ferocity of a dragon,” Lady Briseis gently touched her cheek where Seraphina had slapped her earlier. Lord Stevano was visibly flustered. “We can’t kill her now, if she is the dragon, it will be impossible. You, you daughter, you need to use the Prince to get to her!” “And how, pray tell father am I to do that? She is his fated lover, he wouldn’t even look at me earlier,” Lady Briseis spat her words.

Sergeant Miller roared on the deck. I was not idle either. Under pressure, the Dragon Lord talent began to break through. My perception range expanded to two miles, and I could now command five hundred tamed creatures at once. I stood on the reef, eyes closed, sensing every corner of Shallow Bay. Every fish, every crab, every jellyfish beneath the water was in my consciousness. They were like my fingers, ready to move at will. Captain White walked over. "Lord, everything is ready." "Any news from the Cult?"

With my pregnant body, I had no desire to invite trouble. Lysander warned me again and again before he reluctantly left. To avoid running into Drakon and Vania, I took my walks only around our own chambers. But Drakon seemed to be waiting for me. Every time he saw me, he came to boast. Again and again, he said the same things. His child would be a golden dragon. Mine would only be a lowly blue dragon. I grew tired of hearing it. For peace, I stopped leaving our chambers altogether.

"But can you ask Liora the next time you see her in your dreams? Maybe she can teach you the right way to do it. She is your other self." "Maybe it is because it has not been very long since Liora put the spirit of the Obsidian Wolf Dragon inside me," Nyxoria said, and her expression became sad and disappointed. Seeing the absolutely huge dragon wolf in all of Liora's flashback memories had made her desperately want to see it in her own present time with her own eyes. She wanted to see it and touch it and pet it and also show it off to Dika so her friend could see how magnificent it was.

Across the table, Ciera was carefully studying her plate with the smile of a mother who had absolutely helped pick the stone but would deny it under oath. Lyra studied the little dragon. She turned it over twice, held it against her cheek to test the warmth, and then delivered her verdict with the gravity of a high court. “His name is Smoke. He sleeps with me now.” She fixed Thorin with a look. “You can play with us. Come on.” She seized his hand and towed him out of the dining hall, and the crown prince of the dragon kingdom went without one single backward glance, like a soldier who had just received the only orders that mattered.

"But why would a dragon go after the lycan women who work for you? Could this… have anything to do with Luke Draken?" That name set my blood boiling, sparking a flare of anger I’d been holding back. Luke Draken, the dragon king who ruled the Sapphire Blue territory now. A cunning, ruthless figure who'd do anything to serve his own agenda. "Maybe it’s Luke, or maybe it’s not," I replied, my voice sharp. "But if it’s dragons, it can’t be a coincidence they’re targeting women who were once close to me."

It was the last week before graduation and I didn't really see the point in going but I went and the only thing that was different was that Rylee wasn't there. Carson and JD still glared at us and I saw that they got their dragons too. I caught a glimpse of Carson's indigo dragon and JD's green one. He must be so pissed off that he didn't get a blue one since he was Carson's second in command. The look in their eyes said that they thought my own gray dragon were beneath them and I only smiled to myself with that realization.

"The sun of the empire, Calisto Bernieri, the first of his name, lord of all demons, ruler of the underworld, emperor of Bernieri, his son, the little sun of the empire, Loren Bernieri Angelov and the third in command of the royal guard, Abbadon, the demon of madness." It was announced and when the doors opened, we entered that warm and welcoming place. That dance was different from all the others and I could see the looks on Loren as soon as they realized. "Asra!" Loren practically screamed still in my lap and I had to put him down so he would go to her. Dress crimson, golden and long with embroidery that looked like scales. Dark mask with horns and this set made obvious his fantasy: Lleh,

The Monster and the Flower. After he nodded, I began delivering the story, "Arden, the name of the snake dragon who is our novel's male lead. He is the most powerful dragon on Mount Tateyama, one of Japan's holiest mountains. Arden has the ability to shapeshift into a human form in order to deceive other civilizations and conquer it. After conquering those nations, he will turn the population into slaves and murder all who oppose him.