Son Of The Dragon Novels & Stories

His father has started to lose him mind, but he still has moments of lucidity which is why Kenneth hasn’t forcibly taken the kingdom from him … yet. “You know how my father is. He doesn’t always make sense. Remember when he proclaimed you as the dragon thief last year?” I force a smile. I’d been terrified with King Solomon had announced that I was the dragon thief. It was right after I’d returned the bronze dragon egg to the dragons. The bronze I now know is named Yttyc. The bronze who survived. King Solomon had stood and pointed at me. “Her! She is the thief!” I’d stood in shock, unable to move or speak. It was Kenneth who broke the terrifying silence from everyone in the room.

Human traders move through the streets carrying goods from distant cities that once knew nothing about magic. Children run everywhere. That is perhaps the most wonderful change of all. In the decade since the bridge opened, more shifter children have been born than in the previous fifty years combined. Dragons once feared their race would fade. Now their laughter fills entire valleys. “Mom!” The shout comes from above. I glance upward just in time to see two small dragon shapes swoop across the sky. One is unmistakably my son. Jakob. Ten years old and already flying like he was born with the wind beneath his wings.

“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

Then mother pointed a dragon with dark red staining its forehead. "Among the five dragons, this one rules when it comes to matchless prowess and strength. He's called the Vetrik Jihn Drakon, your dad's enemy since ancient days. There was much destruction when they once fought in the black days, the first year of Earth's birth." "But dad won, right?" I asked. My mother hugged me tenderly and kissed my forehead. "Your dad is strong. But careful as we are, we should be watchful of the shaking of the grounds for it will soon come. The gathering."

"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.