Platinum Dragon Lord Novels & Stories

My father then came back home wounded, it was a terrible fight. " The demon warlords came into existence alongside the dragons. It was said that one of the dragons had turned evil, and because of this the supreme created a rider for the dragon lost its power and fully accepted dark forces. Then centuries later, the demon warlords appeared, threatening our existence by killing the Dragonlord. This was the same as killing a Dragon, if the Dragon rider leaves, then his dragon once killed can be reborn. But if a dragon rider dies –" "The Dragon dies with him," I said, completing his sentence. I immediately went silent to listen to the story. This was actually the first time my father and I had s

He has mine and he always will, even if he chooses to cast it aside. As I walk through the main entry area, I hear a crash and yelling outside. “Lab Dragon!” “Uppity, arrogant elf!” I recognize the two voices, Daichi is the dragon and Fenian is the elf. Lab dragon has become a very derogatory term for the dragons that aren’t technically ‘real’ dragons, but they aren’t hybrids either. Daichi was created in The Chief’s lab with Avani’s DNA. Fenian comes from Yhendorn’s elven troupe, a pure elf.

Long Ruolan asked again, sad and crying. "Everything is there. Read it all the way through; I didn't expect that person to do this either." Bing Xuanyin replied, asking Long Ruolan to read the scroll herself. Long Ruolan bit her lip and read the scroll anxiously. Below it was written that it was because of the blood in Long Ruolan's body, the Azure Dragon blood that was once extremely rare. The Azure Dragon power within Long Ruolan was not an ordinary Azure Dragon because it was connected to the Golden Dragon itself. The reason she was so coveted was that any dragon clan with even a hint of golden power could enhance their golden dragon power simply by consuming the heart of the Azure Dragon

Landon smirked mischievously and walked closer to Balthazar. "I was blessed by the mighty dragon the day I was born. But your filthy heart could never get that. It was for me. The born king of Mountainia. Not some outsider who jumped in and tried to take everything away from us. I was the blood of the mighty dragon. He was my ancestor. And I fucking swear that I will make you pay for everything you have done by now." Landon roared at him loudly and Balthazar stepped back. Of course Balthazar was well trained. But he was just a mere mortal. But he never knew that Landon was able to shift that easily. He was told that Landon was helpless.

I swear Pyrite and I, along with the dragon’s in our kingdom and the wolves and witches in the other kingdoms will come together and wipe the Rebels off the face of the Earth, or die trying. Pyrite and I flew to the main gate and saw wolves, vampires, and witches trying to blast the gate. I banked right and Pyrite banked left. I grabbed a huge boulder in my back claws and threw it at them. Pyrite took another and placed it in front of the gate. One dragon that was red and gold, looked like Nexis, flew over them and pissed. The Rebels yelled in rage. Some started trying to jump the gate, Nexis and a few of the other Den Leaders spewed fire, catching most on fire, only a handful were left in a

“Lady Elara, forgive us. We were rude.” Liora understood the danger before Lucian did. She caught the sleeve of the noble nearest her and raised her voice. “He may have some power, but the Supreme Dragonlord and his wife are beyond every noble house on this continent. How could they be these people? Do not rush to flatter the wrong ones.” The room hesitated. Lucian had nearly believed the truth. Liora’s words gave him a way out. Kael Drakon ruled the continent. In Lucian’s mind, such a man could not have chosen the woman he had once abandoned outside a burning gate.

Elara’s silver light spiraled through the air, coiling around the dragon king, merging with his fire, creating a cyclone of molten gold and shimmering silver that struck Malakar directly. The shadow lord screamed as the combined force of dragon and healer struck him. His magic fractured, the beasts and shadows he commanded collapsing into ash. Malakar’s body twisted in fury and fear as the final wave of energy engulfed him. With a deafening roar, Verath released the full extent of his dragon power, molten flames consuming the darkness, until nothing remained but silence and smoke.

Ylys is in front, by herself, followed by the silver dragons, then the bronze dragons, then blue, red, and finally, greens. There are only four silver dragons, and I am the only rider of a silver. There is a bronze rider, two red, two blue, and three green riders. That’s all of us, nine riders. That’s how selective the dragons are about who they will bond their lives to. It makes me even more proud to know that I was not only worthy of being a dragon rider, but worthy of being a rider to a silver dragon.

Sergeant Miller dragged a militia member with a corroded wound backward. I took a deep breath. We could not retreat. I took off my jacket and stood bare-chested on the highest point of the reef. At that moment, I pushed the Dragon Lord talent to its limit. Golden light surged from my chest and spread through my blood vessels across my body. Faint scale patterns appeared on my skin, and my eyes turned into vertical pupils. Half-dragon form, unlocked ahead of schedule. "Break." Golden pressure swept outward from me like a tangible storm.

“Don’t I need to pack and…” Waving a dismissive hand she laughs. “That’s what servants are for, Little Sister. Right now this is your job.” The first dragon I face is my nephew, Orion. He is a very unique type of dragon, a combination of fire, sky, and water--a storm dragon. There have been other storm dragons in the past, but currently, he is the only one living in the Celestial Kingdom. “He’s just a boy!” I glare at Ona. “I am not hurting him.”