Reborn As A Dragon Novels & Stories

The female gives me a dismissive flick of her wrist as she says, “don’t thank me just yet. I don’t know how this will work on a lizard, or if it even will work. Then again, if this one is more human than a lizard… there’s a chance it will work as normal.” I offer a faint look of unease but nod my head slowly. I hadn’t thought about it like that. No phoenix has ever bestowed a dragon with the ability to be reborn. We are immortal for as long as no one slays us. We only age up to the point of adulthood. Unlike the phoenix, which ages and then is reborn. Giving us the ability to be reborn would be a waste. It doesn't work on those who are slain and since we stop ageing, we do not need to make u

"Please, Goddess, I beg you. Spare her and take me." I felt the weight of her hand on my head. "I am Angelos, daughter of Hera. You sacrificed much, dragon. You stayed with your bride when I thought you would chase your friend and kill him. Your greatest treasure has long been your pride, but you gave it up for her." I looked up, tears clouding my eyes. I couldn't stop them. Dragons did cry. She gave me a soft smile. "To be reborn we must die first. Look behind you, dragon."

She tests each limb carefully, feeling the power coursing through her veins once more, and the feeling was invigorating. As the Petals dropped off, one after the other, she softly stepped out on the ground. As the stalk,clothed her,she let out a deafening roar, the sound echoing across the landscape, announcing her return and her intention to reign once more. Her roar, made everyone around, take a back foot.Even Master looked a little worried at the outburst of her immense power. She was a dragon, reborn. A feat that was as unheard of as the sun rising with the moon.

Sylara stood calmly in the center of the glass lake, disappointed. “So close,” she said. “But you’ll never reach it.” --- Then the final guardian rose. A dragon of flame and crystal, bound to the Vein itself, climbed from beneath the lake. Its body shimmered like broken mirrors and lava, wings stretching across the sky, eyes like forges. Aria stared in awe. “The first Flameborn.” Lena whispered, “It’s not alive. It’s memory… made flesh.” The dragon roared—and time fractured again, freezing clouds mid-sky and trees in half-motion.

The dragon was awakening and taking over. My bones broke and I embraced the pain. I gave the dragon a chance to prove itself and I fell into the void.

That time would be extremely difficult to pass without the mate and that time would be extremely crucial as any wrong person could take a chance on it. Heat? That's why I was feeling all that sparks and feelings with Ryan because I had a few encounters with him. I remembered. I read further. After the mating and awakening, with the broken spell, the creature would again be able to turn into its true self, the real self filled with power and a source of destruction, A Dragon. THE FEMALE DRAGON, DRACONA. I shivered to death now.

He threw my barely-breathing body into a frenzied beast horde and watched as those mindless creatures tore me apart. It was only after I died that I learned the truth: Ivy had never died at all. The whole thing had been her scheme from the start. After my death, she dressed herself up and walked right back to Kael's side. The two of them lived happily ever after. But fate wasn't done with me. I came back, reborn before the wedding, before any of it. "There's still time. This life, I'm not choosing Kael." The thought rang through me like a battle cry.

He must be furious! [Feels good! The spot's finally back where it belongs. First step in crushing that impostor's dream!] [Nice one, Horace! Dump the trashy troublemaker girl, go to the same university as the female lead, and take back everything that belongs to you. That's the real heir storyline!] I didn't say a word. Horace let out a deep breath, as if he was finally releasing all the frustration he had carried since being reborn. "Brian, I'm really sorry about this, but this admission spot was always supposed to be mine. Getting back what belongs to me feels pretty damn good. Without a top university on your record… What do you think you'll ever amount to?"

I just had to dedicate the time to explain that I wasn't their Alpha's wife. It was still hard to believe that I was alive. And now that I was staring at the mirror, clad in clean clothes, I was more than shocked. My hair was dark, and this one was blonde. These features were sharper. Bolder. I didn't have my brown eyes anymore. I was now staring back at blue frosty ones. My hands flew to my mouth immediately. I was shaking all over. “What is this?” I whispered. “Your second chance,” a voice in my head whispered. “You are now Alara.”

And this time, she had made it to Max's bed before I did. In my past life, I had chosen Max, the eldest son of the dragon clan, as my fiancé. I saw the elephant clan as cold-blooded and unfeeling, the leopard clan as frivolous and unfaithful, and the tiger clan as proud and arrogant. Only the dragon clan, known for their loyalty and devotion, seemed worthy of trust. Six months after marrying Max, I got pregnant with our child. And then, I gave birth to a half-beast white dragon, our son Charles.