Son Of The Dragon Novels & Stories

He has been moody ever since we flew here. “Everything is fine. It is just that you don’t like being a way from her. I’m the same Jaka, but we need to give her space. She is angry, don’t forget she is proud and independent. She will be fine.” I tell him as I walk the halls of the Dragon Palace. The home and birthplace of all the dragons that came before me. What Serana doesn’t know is that I am the last royal Dragon. The son of King Apollo.

​He stepped in close and leaned forward, his red eyes glowing with a deadly serious intensity as he locked his gaze onto his son's face. ​"Draevon is a dragon. He is the only living dragon left in all the kingdoms. The way we know this for sure is because of what happened back then. He completely erased the entire Shadowmere Dominion kingdom when they offended him." ​"A dragon?" Darius repeated. The word hit him like a physical blow, finally knocking a bit of the arrogance right out of his chest. His eyes went wide again as the horror set in.

"Fine then, I'll tell you! I want to join your little crusade against Erebus as an emisary!" "What!?" He asked confused. Demons were forever loyal to master of darkness, they follow him doing his every command. "You are right to be surprised. See some of my siblings are tired of my father's eternal hold over us and want freedom.. " "Wait, father!?" He asked gripping the sword tighter. The demon not liking the interruption one bit but didn't take it to heart. He stood from the stair case. "I am sorry we haven't properly met. I am Thanatos son of Erebus!" He gave a mock bow rising with an expression that opposed Grey's. One of total amusement.

It's bad enough that he only has one element, but I come by my earth element genetically from my father Avani, the last Earth dragon. He and my mother, Zephyr, the last air dragon, decided to have a child together. Now that all four elemental dragons have found their mates, I am the only pure dragon left. And while everyone else seems to want me, my mate wants nothing to do with me. I think back to that time when I found her with my brother, the brother who should never have lived. Snow, she calls him, probably because of the color of his scales. He's white like my mother, only he's much smaller than a dragon. I told my mother he's a wyvern. He doesn't have four legs like a dragon should, on

“Do you want to know why I was so determined to beat you at the auction that night?” Danny’s face twisted in confusion. “What are you talking about?” “Desha Riordan is my mother’s name. She died by suicide. Do you remember that name?” Draco’s gaze was piercing. Danny staggered back in shock. “Y-you’re Desha’s son?” Draco nodded without hesitation. “Yes, I’m Desha’s son.” Danny shook his head in disbelief. “No! You can’t be my son!” Draco’s smirk deepened. “Do you think I’d ever acknowledge you as my father? Never. I’d never want a womanizing bastard like you for a father. You abandoned my mother for a prostitute. Someone like you doesn’t deserve to be called a father.”

He looked at me, looked himself, his arms stretched to me, unsure what to do… “Breathe my son, breathe…In.. and Out.”.. I touched his chest and shared life magic with him. With that he bent over and took a deep breath. The blood started spilling out of him creating a pool and when it reached me, it retracted back… Still on his knees, unable to move, I walked over to him. .. “Rise my son, rise Kal, My First Son, First Dragon King”.

“Tell me what I think isn’t true.” “He has and not with any dragon but the mate to the prince.” Mama Chika whimpered. He roared louder before he stormed outside. His anger forcing the change before he took down a tree and shattering it. Brent raced outside to see his father whom was a large fire dragon. His mind went blank as he fell. His father was a dragon.

Although Mariah could guess, she said nothing. “You see, not only is he my son, but he is also the king of dragons, which means he is the father of all dragons, and his mate would nonetheless be the mother of all dragons. How can you expect the dragons to look up to you if you are not a dragon yourself? We dragons pride ourselves on our pride and strength; we cannot have a non-dragon lead us. Even if I can make an exception for my son, I doubt that our people would. Alaric is beloved by his people; the last thing I would want is him being hated by them, especially with this ongoing war with the gods.”

The witch whispered an incantation and the vial began to glow as the blood swirled, mixing in the vial. A single moment stretched into an eternity and then, the mixture flared bright green. It was the unmistakable symbol of Dragon blood. The witch gasped softly as Gregory’s eyes widened, his jaw loosening in shock. Stephanie felt her stomach drop, her pulse skipping in her throat while Davies closed his eyes. It was not triumph, not arrogance either but in relief. Pure, exhausted relief. “The child is of Dragon lineage, this man is his father.” The witch announced and silence settled in the atmosphere like a heavy curtain.

Terra replied with low growl and scrunched her eyebrow “AND I AM DRAGON PRINCE…… TERRA… DON’T YOU FORGET THAT…. I AM DRAGON PRINECE DRACO…. ONE AND ONLY SON OF OUR LATE KING LADON BLACK AND QUEEN CASSANDRA…. YOU AND PETRO ARE MY DRAGON PEOPLE…. AND…… YOU CAN’T TELL ME WHAT TO DO….” I growled back