Naruto Becomes A Dragon Fanfiction Novels & Stories

After that incident, the thoughts of becoming a dragon consumed me day and night. When I was a teenager, Meagan told me of the curse. She also explained how she came to finally love the dragon after he stole her from everything she knew. She wistfully said that one day a very lucky woman would be Tahr's mate, transcend, and fly by his side forever. I lived by those words. It didn't matter that the lucky woman needed to be a chosen bride; my imagination built a different story. One where I became a dragon. The mate stuff, not so much. I wanted Tahr but at the time I wasn't fully aware of what that meant. I wanted my own castle and land to control. It all changed when he held my hand and took

I slowly brought it to the dragon’s head, gently placing it there, guiding her to scratching it as if she would do to a cat “and you Crystal would accept that Natalia is your other half” “I am accepting her, it is her who doesn’t want me around” “Crystal…” “Fine” the dragon sassed. Natalia laughed, shaking her head as she watched the two of us. “You’re arguing with a dragon, a talking dragon” “Yes, it seems like I can add that to the unusual bucket list that I seem to have” I said, rolling my eyes. I brought Natalia’s hand to my lips, gently kissing her knuckle “but we are going to need to do something that I don’t think you’re going to like too much”

"I'm not asking you to shake hands with spirits, but I think getting more of a grip of as much as you possibly can before shit hits the fan will be in everyone's best interest." I eyed him and nodded. "Alright... but if Blue gets mad, I'm blaming you. I'm still just a kid." He grinned. "If I'm right, you'll be too healed for her to fuss. Eyes closed and dig deep." I closed my eyes, taking deep breaths as I delved deeper into myself. The image of a dragon began to take shape in my mind. Its scales shimmered with iridescent hues, like water. Like a Leviathan. I felt it swimming, twirling and sprouting wings, melding with other parts of my bloodline or separating them.

HE/TG I clicked on it and it changed. ITS ME Huh? JD-hyung? I mean Black Dragon now on a white Lamborghini?! Is he that rich?! And where did he get that?! I desperately thought. “So my guess was right, that’s Black Dragon.” Yosef-hyung suddenly said. “He likes to show off his cars.” I heard him continued. I shook my head. Omo… Is this a rivalry between my hyungs?! What will happen to our mission?! I worriedly thought.

' thought the dragon king with a smirk . He looked at Charlotte with a smirk and got up from the couch then went near her . He walked around her and started to look at her from her head to her toes . " Looking at your physical form , you aren't that bad ! Maybe you could be quite tasty if you are cooked at the right water temperature . I will tell the chef to also add some other herbs and lots of sakura petals . They have a nice aroma . Also , I will tell them to add some dragon milk to the water . That way , your skin will become smoother and white , just like a pure jade.....Hmmm.......should we add some almonds too ?!........... " said the dragon king .

Mielle’s information helped a lot, because I too, had a bad feeling about the dragon who was about to attack Rustaval. Was this dragon, the one fated to bring Kuzan and Elfina’s beloved country to destruction? *** Clairmont and me were floating in the air. Not just floating, we were flying towards the direction of the source of all the chaos in Rustaval, a dragon. A mountain dragon, to be exact. I was quite struggling during our flight. I remember that one scene from a manga I read about a female lead being able to fly and was able to glide in the air for more than a hundred kilos per hour, yet her hair is still intact, and her face is still pretty and neat.

Even though he would probably fight me on it. That made me smile on the inside. It was literally a note written on the side of the book. They love water, makes sense because when Dom and I used to take walks or have a run with Yano we always ended up near water. Once they mate, they mate for life. Unlike dragons though. Dragons mate as they please with whatever dragon they see fit. Get it dragons. I even had visits from old friends to try and cheer me up yesterday. I knew they were only here to check on me and babysit. But I hadn't seen Abby and Lance since my graduation party at me old house when I saw Dom first shift.

"Only a dragon can rule dragons. The blood must be bent, broken, reshaped. The Order fears me because I do what they will not. I evolve the breed." This one went further. Pages and pages of anatomical sketches. Dragon organs labeled and cross-referenced with human counterparts. Lists of names. Ages. It took a moment for the handwriting to lose its steadiness. The sentences started to run off the page. The ink grew darker, pressed harder into the paper. Like the writer had stopped caring if they tore through. "They don’t understand. They never understood. This is the only way. The only way. The only way."s I backed away from the table.

He sniffed. “Turn it off!” The dragon spat. “That’s what he got for disrespecting me.” Shadow, however, showed no hint of hesitation to do it again. “He wouldn’t do it again– ah! Father!” The dragon stumbled to the back with a pale face. Nathan caught his body and called him. “Master… please…” “Turn it off,” he repeated. Ali was silently gasping and gagging. A dragon was called the ultimate beast in the world. The stronger they became, the lonelier they were. When they reached a certain level, they would move in solo. However, this was his first time seeing a traumatized dragon. “Shadow…”

“They’re fine. Netra’s the one who’s hating the heat the most. Like I said, take care of her.” It was that simple. Not easy—just simple. Seeing the beautiful, immaculate white-blue dragonet lying there upon Rania’s leg like a beloved sister, to see her making her own way—her own dragon way, instead of sticking to Anzi’s side. Growing up, growing away…How could it ever be easy? But things had come to this. They were in the middle of no man’s land. And here, things were changing…changing…had changed so much.