Reading Dragon Novels & Stories

Brown eyes widened in shock at what she saw. "It's real," she breathed. There stood an enormous dragon, black scales shining in the dim lighting. It turned its head in her direction, crimson eyes sparkling like rubies. Smoke billowed from its nostrils as its quiet growl vibrated in Sophia's chest. The dragon attempted to move towards her, but the rattle of thick chains sounded and stopped the large creature's movements. Sophia took a step back, still in awe at the sight of the majestic mythical creature. The dragon existed; Sophia was dumbfounded. The beast stared at her; sharp teeth bared in her direction. This monster’s ability to put her in danger loomed in the back of her mind, but Sophi

I pushed my protections forth and repelled his energetic scan. He yielded, albeit begrudgingly. “So, you want to use Ying, one of the fastest and strongest dragons, without telling me why, and it is a MUST? Daddy issues???? Maybe you are still daddy’s little girl??? Here I thought you grown up and could handle yourself. Apparently, I was wrong!” he smirked.

“With the help of me and my four brothers. That first video is real, and it is my brother Mitchell. Each of my brothers' dragons is a different color. Mine happens to be red.” I just sat staring at him. “What about those dreams all those months ago?” “My great grandfather had a gift and I think I inherited it. Yet somehow this gift brought you into it. Somehow you experienced what I was.” “And this bonding dream? Are you saying we are bonded for life?” “Yeah. My dragon recognized you even through the dreams as my mate.” I look over at the TV and saw Draco the dragon. “You look like that only red?” He smiled as he looked at the screen, “I would like to think my dragon is nicer looking.”

“I knew that you were not gone.” They stroked over the dragon’s snout and pressed a kiss between his nostrils just as the dragon’s eyes flicked open, the pupil contracting as the dragon focused on the vampire standing at his snout. Jules’ eyes. The reaction jerked through the dragon, and he lifted his head and tried to rise, finding himself pressed tight within the confined space, tail and body unfurling, wings striking against the walls and ceiling, and the movement pushing Harry into the wall. The dragon was beginning to panic.

"Uh… good dragon? Nice dragon? Can you… find more shiny stuff for us? Please?" Abigail cackled, "No, you gotta be sweeter! Pet it, talk to it, you have to bond, try saying something in your head, like bring mama more loot, baby...be cute!" I squatted down, awkwardly scratching the dragon’s chin. It closed its eyes, making a soft purr-rumble that vibrated through my hand. "Alright, little troublemaker, if you find us more treasures, I’ll… uh, I’ll let you ride on my head for a week. Deal?"

"If I could access these memories without knowing it, then whoever created DragonCoin might be in the same position—channelling dragon knowledge through technology without understanding the consequences." The car hummed as it accelerated onto the highway, its engine producing that strange purring sound that seemed to resonate with something deep in Sage's chest. The sensation was oddly comforting, like finding a missing piece of herself she hadn't known was gone. "First lesson," Marcus said, glancing at her. "Breath control. Dragons don't breathe fire—that's a human misconception. What we do is manipulate elemental energies through focused respiration." "Really starting with the basics, aren

dragons.A dragon so big laying comfortably on the stairs, his skin so beautifully blue...his tail was elegantly long.He was a monster."A dragon!" Alexandra said in a high pitched tone.His face moved...eyes wide open.The colour so adorable, it wasn't even just any colour but it changed from second to second.From green to yellow to red then to blue, he stared at the tiny little humans in front of them.In the wintry weather, he hibernated, they know he awoke by the sudden yell of excited Alexandra.He stood up arcing with out-stretched wings, each as brilliant as stained glass, they held their breath for a while, eyes wide.Perhaps it was the moment they waited for...the struggle...but was it wo

I quietly speak, feeling a sharp pain in my throat thinking about the loss I will have to deal with forever. “We’re ready Dad!” Rhys calls out as he settles himself in front of us, like he has done this hundreds of times, which he probably has. “It’s ok to be nervous, most people who ride a dragon get scared or freak out,” Rhys looks back at us with a big smile when Draig begins to walk away from the buildings and moves his wings in one big smooth motion lifting us from the ground. “Oh my god, I apologize now if I throw up,” Eya holds onto Ryder while covering her mouth and holding Anarchy tighter as the rest of us laugh at her.

The moment their minds brushed against each other, May relaxed and clung to him just as Lana had. Liv circled him, her green dragon weaving in and out of the monsters. The dragon was extremely fast and able to make incredible turns for such a big beast, almost reversing itself in midair. Damonq could understand the appeal of a dragon, and if he ever had a child, he'd make certain his son or daughter had such a creature to help guard them.

“Layana…” “I’m ok, Drakayaan, obey Declan,” she said to the dragon who whipped his head back and looked at Declan, their eyes met - flaming red against crackling grey as Declan’s powers surfaced. The two stared off for a second before Drakayaan whipped his head around once again. Layana carefully transferred herself onto the slimmer and longer body of Dragina stroking her scales before she whipped into the sky. Declan smirked watching Layana on her silvery dragon. She looked at him smiling