Son Of The Dragon Novels & Stories

“What did you do to him?” Dragon’s attention immediately shifted toward her. His eyes traveled slowly over her face, studying her with an unsettling curiosity. A smile appeared on his lips. “Oh…” he murmured. “You are beautiful.” Amelia’s expression hardened. “Same eyes. Same lips…” Dragon continued, almost speaking to himself. “You look so much like your mother.” His gaze dropped briefly before returning to her eyes. “Hmmm. I heard you have a son.” Amelia’s fingers curled tighter. “Who is the father, by the way?” Dragon asked. “Definitely not Damien. He was leaving Red Moon Pack when I found him. And no man would willingly leave his wife and son in another man’s pack unless something was wr

Mother's hand was gripped tightly in mine before I fell asleep. "How did this happen?" My mother's angry voice floated through my ears. My eyes had felt heavy, with all my might, I tried to open them, but I was nothing but weak. "Your son, Adam. His dragon is starting to appear, his claws came out unexpectedly," one of the elders spoke lowly.

Unable to hold his temper, he closes his fists and stands, "I won't accept any other draconian lady in my life. Amira is the only one I want to be tied with, no one else!" "We're not asking your opinion." Rowal grumbles, his aura sends an intimidating force among all other dragons, then he speaks to his son through the mind link. "You do not dare go against me. You know very well what I am capable of doing." His father's threat sends chills to his body. He knows him as a heartless dragon who doesn't mind taking the life out of anyone who disobeys him. His mother has always been the victim of his atrocity. Seeing the fear in his son's eyes, he shifts his gaze at Amira. His tone changes from h

Our numbers dwindled. And that damned woman stayed gone. It was when I sought out my father late at night that I found it was not a sickness at all, killing our dragons. It was him. Cyrus Drakos—the leader of dragons. My father. He had killed several of his own guards in cold blood. They were a mangled heap of death when I found them, my father towering over the mess like a black, heaving shadow. When I called his name, he turned to me with eyes the color of blood. Red and vibrant in the darkness.

Drake hesitated before saying, “Dragon soldier means exactly what the name implies, They are dragons born to be soldiers for the clan. Dragons are mostly born into their roles and they are created by the flame goddess to bear the characteristics that are unique to them. It's like humans enthroning only people in the royal bloodline, but in dragon's case it's for every role that makes the clan. There are pure dragons born with extraordinary power who are destined to become king or queen, Beta dragons with special healing abilities and dragon soldiers with the abilities of a warrior. So your mother encountered a dragon soldier, could that dragon be your father?” His question made her eyes wide

When I’m done, I come back to look at him. “You’re doing a good job of taking care of yourself, or your mother is making sure you do. Either way, I’m proud of you. You’re going to grow up big and strong, a true dragon. The last pure dragon.” I reach out to touch his snout as I realize that it’s true. Now that I’ve found Merethyl, I will never be with another, so my son will be the last of our kind, the last pure dragon. There will be hybrids and maybe that’s a good thing, but my son will be an Alpha among dragons.

Every word bit into my flesh as he continued to tell his terrible story. "Let me tell you a little bit about your father. Obviously you know now that he was what we called the King of the Dragons. A god amongst us if you will. Blood Dragons are well known for their blood magic and it's a powerful one at that. If he so much as wanted to, he could explode a mountain with just a snap of his fingers." Drake snapped his fingers to make a point. "He was revered as the greatest Dragon. He was compassionate, but also extremely stubborn." He gave me a pointed look before continuing.

And within that violet fire appeared the massive figure of my father—the primal demon of the Moreno lineage. But the most terrifying sight was just behind the sun. Tearing through the infinite void of space emerged a massive swirl of black smoke, resembling a wingless dragon. That was the ‘Black Dragon’ army, infamous for devouring stars. My four-year-old son—Sona—instantly transformed the piece of metal in his hand into a massive laser gun. He was no longer speaking in Lucas’s voice; instead, a deep, ancient voice echoed from him. “Mother, get ready. Father is not missing—he is hidden within the fire of the sun, fighting your father. The Black Dragon army is coming to devour our sun, so tha

It might be my mage powers growing but I will ask my dad about it. I hadn't heard much about his dad as I did his mom. I was curious. "Where is your Dad?" "Not far from here. He was the Dragon Lord before he became the King of the Amyssian Empire. Red Dragons are stronger than normal Dragons so they are always trained as Dragon Lords." "So you are the Son of a Dragon Lord?"

asked Catherine because she couldn't hear him clearly . " No.....Nothing ! " said the little dragon boy . ' If I tell her she may run away or stop talking to me . Nobody wants to anger my father . Plus , it's nice to have someone being so kind to me without even knowing that my father is the chancellor . ' thought the little dragon boy . " By the way , we still haven't introduced ourself . What's your name little handsome knight ? " asked Catherine with a smile . " My name is Dylan . What's your name miss fairy ? " said Dylan smiling .