Rise Of The Dragon Book นิยาย & เรื่องราว

This book is a work of fiction. Names and characters are the product of the author’s imagination and any kind of resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is entirely simultaneous. I love and appreciate your comments. I gladly like to hear what any of you might say. With that all out of the way, I hope you enjoy this book. ♥WELCOME TO THE BOOK♥ ♥TAMING THE DRAGON♥ ❤ELYSIAN POINT OF VIEW❤

Cyryl is rising to mate. **This story will continue in The Dragon Rider: Book Two of The Dragon Thief Trilogy.

, she spat, slapping me again, and I could feel the copper taste of my blood in my mouth, and strangely, I felt more alive, as if it gave me strength. “He is my mate”, I screamed, “MINE”. “He is a King of Dragons, and you would be soon just a pet of your master,” she said bitterly, “Do not look at me like a deer caught in headlights, I could not have kidnapped you on my own, I needed the help of powerful magic.” The puzzle snapped in my head, “Liora helped you?”

Then suddenly, a blast of horn cut through the crowd, instantly silencing the noise. "All rise for His Supreme Majesty, King Xerxes and Her Majesty, Queen Valera!" Everyone immediately rose to their feet and bowed. I looked up, trying to catch a glimpse of the man who had sired the Commander. He looked nothing like Draven. They shared no resemblance whatsoever. King Xerxes was undeniably a good looking man, possessing the sharp bone structure common among high ranking dragons. Despite being centuries old, he still looked impossibly young like he was barely fifty.

Roman's breath stuttered as he sucked a breath in. “Yes, I will be your queen,” Roman said, forcing his voice out as loud as he could without crying. Ezra smiled as he brought the Omega's hands to his mouth and kissed his fingers before standing. Roman's lips part when Nadja begins speaking again, recognizing the tongue of the ancient dragon language. His eyes immediately filled with tears as he looked at Nadja in shock. The ancient Elder stood tall, holding an old thick book. Scales lined the book, creating the cover. On the front is a perfectly shaped baby dragon's first claw that looks as fresh as the day it was shed. It symbolizes the beginning of a dragon's life, a perfect symbol for th

I'm not crazy about everyone knowing that my powers, but I know that any ally of our pack is safe. Saige is going crazy in my head when I start smelling the most delicious smell. It smells like sandalwood and mint. I was lost in that scent when the most beautiful dragon I have ever seen lands in our wood line, lets off two children, and after getting dressed approaches us. The man is an Adonis! He has jet-black hair, the most gorgeous emerald green eyes I have ever seen, and he towers over me! The man must be close to seven feet tall! He's tall enough and wide enough to wrap himself around me at least a couple times. Saige keeps saying, "MATE! MATE! Move closer to mate!" I said, "I can't! He

As I rise, I release a roar of rage aimed at the heavens and fly high up into the sky above the valley. I'm a dragon?! How is this even possible? I must be dreaming! But something deep inside is telling me this is real, and this was meant to be. Suddenly the words from our family crest pop into my mind, it was a saying that I committed to memory the day I learned the translation. ‘Quamdiu tales esse potes. Cum autem terminos tuos sentio agi. Quum senseris tibi evigilare faciatis intra rem, et tamen non audiam. Princeps autem Draco excitavit.’

“She was studying this book with the help of the monks here. After her death, they kept it safe but Ras must have killed everyone here. However, he did not find this book. He probably does not know about it.” He flips the book open until he finds a chapter on the last dragon. Aryan and Polina lean forward to read the content. “Blood for fire,” Lavi reads. “When the fire of Veneer is infused with blood, the last and the greatest of all dragons shall rise to fly high in the red sky.” “What the hell does this mean?” Polina frowns. “It means that I have to go to Veneer in order to raise my powers,” Lavi murmurs. “And for that, I need an army.”

Everyone was talking about a prophecy and he knew nothing about it. Rosalie heard the book thumping against the wall and woke up panicked. She panicked more when Asrar wasn’t beside her. She threw off the sheets and raced out to the shared living space. She knew Ryan and Avalon where in a room beside them. Exiting the room she didn’t see Asrar anywhere which worried her. She did however see the book on the floor. Quietly walking over she lifted it and frowned. This book belonged to her grandmother. She remembered her reading it to her. ‘Dragons Gem.’ Was the ancient text on the cover. It was an old leather cased book that had gotten soft over the years. Her Grandma had made a special cover t

How am I to convince her? Once home I ate a slab of beef raw and waited for late night to come. When it became late and dark enough, and with no moon tonight. Which helps. I went to the roof and stripped off my clothes, setting them inside the small shed on the roof, and shifted into my emerald, green dragon. I spread my wings wide and pushed off with my mighty legs. I kept to the darker places as I flew and headed out over the ocean to get a good flight in. When I flew far enough away from land, I stopped and hovered looking around to make sure I was alone. Not seeing any ships on the water, I felt I was safe and alone, I built up my dragon fire from the depth of my being and blew out towar