Power Rangers Dragon Knight Novels & Stories

Drake then looked around with innocent eyes that would make anyone melt. “By the ancestor, he has already breathed fire, and his power has manifested at birth.” Master Kern broke the silence in the room. “What a wonderful blessing he has!” Xi Lin quickly went to Drake, gathered him in a shawl, and began to hug him, feeling the bright red scales on her cheek as Drake looked around and saw Blake in the crowd. Drake wiggled out of his Mother’s arms and flew, utilizing his Qi like an eastern dragon would do at Blake. He landed on Blake’s shoulder and surprised everyone.

'' "Ok, but that still doesn't answer the type of dragon we are. Do you breathe fire? Or maybe you can control water.'' There was a laughing sound. ''You will find out when we bond, but just know that we are a force to be reckoned with.'' ''I wish you could explain more to me.'' ''Like what?'' ''Our parents.'' ''Nightwing was and still is the greatest dragon there is. There is yet to be any dragon to defeat him. Many have tried but failed. He is a cunning one, with his abilities to breathe fire, disappear in dark shadows, read minds and tell the future.'' Catori gasped, knowing that she had at least one of those abilities.

The flames hit an invisible barrier a foot in front of him and parted, flowing around him like water around a stone. But the dragon wasn't done. Keanu's tail whipped around aimed directly at Cain. The polar bear shifter barely managed to roll out of the way, the tail smashing into the floor where he'd been standing and leaving a crater in the stone. The doors burst open, and the dire wolf officers poured in, Ronan, Kael, and Turk in their wolf forms, their eyes glowing with power as they surrounded the dragon. "No!" I was moving before I could think, vaulting over the railing and dropping to the arena floor. "Don't hurt him!"

George gritted his teeth, looking at the idiot in front of him. "It's not that easy. He is not a normal dragon. He is Drake Hamilton, the most powerful orange dragon ever born. No one can kill him just like that. Not even the dragon elders. Even if we complain, he has a valid reason to be there in the fairy world. So not even the dragon elders could punish him for that" George pointed out.

I said to him as I opened the drawers of the desk. “That’s awesome!” he said loudly. “How old are you Link?” I asked him. “Eighteen Sire,” he said to me. “Well I’m nineteen so call me Ryder please,” I said and he smiled again. “Sure thing boss,” he said and I laughed as I shook my head. “What dragon do you have?” I asked him. “Violet,” he said proudly. “You should’ve been able to lay claim to the lair yourself and kill Andrew,” I said to him.

I hope, like the last three times he went out, that he comes home without an egg. There are six colors of dragons – the rarest are the golden queens. They are the most powerful of all dragons. Their mates are primarily the formidable silver dragons, known for their speed, agility, and power. But there are also bronze dragons, always males, who, in rare instances, are strong enough to mate with a queen. Then there are green dragons who are also male and red and blue dragons, which are always females, and usually mate with green or bronze dragons. I hate the practice of hunting dragon eggs. Dragon riders are rare, exceptionally rare. However, those who become dragon riders have the power and s

Of course Crowley Driggs had a second hidden ability. He knew I had magic, but he didn’t know what kind. That was a relief I held tight to my chest. And that mess with Evangeline’s father? Good goddess. I needed to have a conversation with her and in person. “Someone play darts with me.” Knight’s silky voice carried a hint of a slur. A dart board was attached to the far wall beside the bar. I hadn't the faintest clue how it had gotten there or why. “Or I’ll take down the plane.” That part he sang, shadows swirling around his fingers. He lifted his head; his neck bent awkwardly over the armrest of a chair. His eyes weren’t gold anymore, but the color of dark ink. I felt a chill snake down my

The guards instantly snapped to attention, their hands dropping to the hilts of their longswords. ​"Halt! Who goes—" the lead guard started, but the words were cut short. ​I didn't give them a chance to finish. I channeled the volatile core of dragon energy directly into my palm, letting a dense, swirling mass of dark crimson and black flames manifest across my skin.

I didn’t think I’d be able to train every day, but Raina told me that I needed to tap into my dragon and heal my muscles. Since she’s been helping me connect with my dragon form, it was easier than I expected. So now, I don’t hold back. I go all out, knowing Kendrick is a much better swordsman than I am, and being mated to a dragon not only makes him stronger, it gives him healing power if I accidentally hurt him. “With all that anger, one might mistake you for a fire dragon,” he says, answering my attacks and easily blocking me. He left me … again.

This negative energy wave took the form of tiny red orbs, protecting the dragon in a dome formation. Instead of his sword clashing against the dragon's head, the sword clashed against one of the orbs. The orb blinked red before detonating. The blast sent Luna's father flying to the ground, where he crashed beside Zain. The boy shot ice arrows that did nothing but cause the orbs to detonate and then reform.