North American Dragons Novels & Stories

“Of course. Of course. I suppose there are witches and fairies, and… I don’t know.” “Dragons,” Niarthen supplied. “Though they are all but extinct.” “Hmm, I imagine they are, as it would be hard to hide a dragon,” she agreed, her eyes on the road before her. It felt unreal to be having a conversation with a merman about dragons, werewolves, and vampires whilst driving alongside a flooded river away from religious fanatics. “I think I read a book about this once,” she realized. Maybe it was all a strange dream. Maybe she’d had an accident at the cottage and had knocked herself out, or was sick and having a fever dream…

“Mm, I'm not sure. How about you check the Varanus language dictionary?” The continent of Varanus, or the East Continent, was a continent that was said to have been inhabited by dragons in ancient times. If in Euclase there were only two famous dragons, namely the dragon from the North and the Dragon from the South, on the East Continent, countless mighty dragons were ruling the land. The Euclase Imperial Family was a family that was said to have the blood of the Dragon from the South, while the Dragon from the North had always been in seclusion in the icy mountains that were now inhabited by the Antarcticite clan.

Drakaina could not afford to stay in that place, so she ran away from it and hide behind the houses. It is the right chance for Kadita to have her escape. She didn’t expect that the descendant of the fire goddess is still alive. All she knew was that Hana could only manipulate water and she also knew that they could not both use it, because there was no water around them. So, she thought she would have her advantage because she could manipulate any kind of storms. What she didn't know that it was Drakaina was in front of her.

“I can’t transform completely in these chains…they block my ability to turn completely.” “W-What do you look like then? I mean when you’re in your other, form?” She couldn’t leave the safety of the wall as she stared at him. Not until she knew everything about what he was. “In your world, the Tryns are called demons.” She nodded, her mouth drying, and any words stuck in her throat. “On Earth, we Renjerians are known as dragons.” The cell spun and she sagged against the wall. Images of fire-breathing reptiles devouring virgins and maidens that were sacrificed beat at her. And she was carrying his child.

My dragon growled low in agreement. “Do you think dragons remain in the other realm?” I asked. “Those who never crossed?” The pause this time was longer. “I wonder,” she admitted. “Some of our kin sought dominion. Others sought solitude. If any remained, time would have changed them.” “Watching,” I murmured. “Yes.” My father’s voice cut in, firm and steady. “Whatever approaches, you cannot afford division between north and south.” “I won’t allow it,” I said. “Good,” my mother replied softly. “Because what is coming will not respect borders.”

she clarified. Ena shook her head of this information siding with the mother protector. "That's impossible Azian,” she explained to him carefully words she had already said to him many times before, “you can't find your mate at eighteen. Dragons live a long time, unlike werewolves and vampires they do not need a soul mate at a very young age or before they can control their own dragons, “she reasoned, “most meet theirs at least at three hundred," Ena argued out. She couldn't believe it as well.

Bethel sounded almost deranged. Seraphina looked from Bethel to Rose and Melanie who were all stood waiting. Seraphina felt her cheeks flush under their stares and then slowly started to pull the arms of her dress down to reveal the large silver dragon that started on her left shoulder and gradually made its way across her chest, stopping slightly before where her Dhampir markings sat.

I scowl at them. Tay arched his brow. “Unless I hear it from Lucius, I refuse to entertain this conversation.” Suit yourself. But when the Dragons come to kill you, don’t look at us to help you.” I cross my arms. “What do you mean?” Warren sits up. I start to pace across my spot. “The Dragons have a weapon. A poison. Designed to only kill Alpha Males. It’s delivered in the bite venom of the Dragon fighters. Once they bite you, Alphas, your Alpha blood is attacked. You can’t heal, can’t shift. Soon the poison will consume you. We can help, but out here, you’ll be dead in a matter of days.”

, he chuckled at that, “We need to scatter around and gather more of these if we are lucky we might meet with an elder dragon” *** They sat across each other, pamphlets scattered about before them. “There’s no way in hell these people have a dragon”, Dragomir said. “How can you tell?” "This is a very sleazy depiction of a dragon, this green-looking beast is nothing close to what an actual dragon looks like”, he wrapped the paper and tossed it to the wall behind Raisel, a little bit above her head. “Well, there's no harm in actually trying, we just need to check the dates…"

He escaped without serious injury, but knew he had to seek out the assistance of their offspring. Nayara and Ghaeron were appalled at what their mother was doing, and were more than willing to aid their sire in stopping her. Neyalha would not be subdued easily; her powers were vast, able to draw upon the raw energy of the universe. No, the Dragons decided, it would take more than their own efforts. Therefore Nayara and Ghaeron sought out the aid of the Na’Himara and the Black Knights. They would require forces both mystical and physical to stop Neyalha’s destructive rampage.