Stories Of Dragon Novels & Stories

"Because I don't want any kind of conflicts between our kingdoms in the future, at least not because of me. Though I have not seen how close you and my mother were, I have heard ample stories from my father. And he understands your anger as well as he also blames himself for my mother's death. And it's not a big deal telling you about me as the others might not know about the existence of the white dragon and the unfinished war but all the Kings and Queens from all the kingdoms know about it. So by reviling my identity, I am just giving a face to the information you already know" Lea answered.

he begins, "there was a prince." "Was he handsome?" Alexander asks immediately. "He was... okay. Not particularly handsome. Not particularly brave. Just a regular prince who happened to live in a castle." "Boring," Alexander declares. "Let him finish," Ethan says. Kyle continues. "One day, when the prince was very small—maybe about eight years old—something terrible happened. A dragon came to the kingdom." Madison's hand finds mine. Squeezes. "This dragon was different from the dragons in most stories," Kyle says. "It didn't breathe fire. It didn't guard treasure. It just... took things. Took people. And one day, it took the prince."

Raya’s eyes go wide before looking at my mother in panic. “Okay so Lily.. I understand now that you might have found out who we are.. what we are,” my mother begins to say, pausing as she tries to find the right words to say to me. “And I just want to tell you I did the best I could, leaving your father to be the best mom I could, and to raise you the right way. I am not sorry for it, however I guess you did have the right to know who and what you are, yes Lily you are a witch and dragon. You weren’t supposed to have a dragon you know.. female dragons are a dying species and the dragons magic is dying, male dragons are getting angry because they cannot produce anymore female dragons. They ar

Empire shifted tectonically under Kenji's chessboard; my pieces no longer pawns. Evening found him in lounge depths, scotch amber glowing city-veined glass, obsidian gaze lifting as stilettos clicked approach. No words—just stare loaded double-meanings, dragon pulse leaping throat under my dissection. Vengeance sealed blood ties, stalking forged new chains. Tension simmered, no boil, slow burn, atmospheric lethal—his to ruin, mine to claim.

she asks. “Mostly, yes. Royals hunt dragons, so they stay away from groups of humans. However, most of us were alone. Somehow, we ended up in forests, stumbling across our dragons accidentally. They saw something in us that humans didn’t and bonded with us.” “What do you think Bynjym saw in you?” she asks. I look over at my dragon. He opens an eye and watches me. I can tell he’s wondering how I will answer her. “Perseverance, someone who can overcome adversity, someone who would do just about anything to survive,” I say, shrugging.

Charlie said, “Old Master Lennard, you don’t have to be so courteous with me. There is no harm in speaking your mind.” Chandler said, “Although you have broken out of the dragon stranding predicament, getting back to the fate of the dragon that originally belongs to you is not the end! In the ‘Tales of Strange Matters’, it is recorded that it takes five hundred years to form a water dragon, a thousand years to form a dragon, and the dragon will turn into a horned dragon in five hundred years while a winged dragon would take a thousand years. This means that someone with the fate of a dragon does not really have the highest fate as there are still the horned and winged dragons above this.” Th

It's height and size alone covered a large part of the field. " Minerva? Are you alright?" Vincent asked as he closed on her. Everyone could see Minerva and the dragon but had no idea what was happening there and they were good scared to move. " Vincent! The dragon, it's here for me. Do you know about this one?" A prince might have an understanding about their history. " It's an old dragon but not the oldest. They disappeared two hundred years ago and no one knew where they went. This is the first time in two hundred years since the dragons made an appearance in their home, RedShire."

They managed to make contraptions and weapons that where stronger then dragons. The mate took the gem because other humans where closing in and there was a rat amongst the dragons. It was her last effort to save the dragons, one even her mate knew had to be done. They where separated and not because they wanted to be but because a wedge was forced through. She ran as hard as she could trying to keep not only herself safe but the child within her. A child that was even kept from her mate. Well the humans found her and unfortunately she did lose her life. Her child however survived and kept the blood line going. She found a human and fell in love.

That is when the dragon had picked her up and carried her to safety far away in another town. Alicia could not remember where she was from or who her parents were. All she could remember was running, the fall, and the beautiful dragon that carried her to safety. He had the same colorings as the injured one from yesterday. Alicia wondered if it was possible this was the same dragon from years ago. She smiled at the thought, serving the family their breakfast. Everyone feared dragons, calling them demons, but she alone knew one dragon that had saved her life. As soon as her chores were done, she put some vegetable soup in a container and ran out to the place where her dragon patient lay. To he

Valerie No one had ever seen a dragon. At least, no one had seen one in a very long time. I had only read about them in books, where they were portrayed as diabolical creatures who horded treasures and stole away with princess, eventually meeting their fates by the hands of a knight. In those books, villains never won. The dragons were vanquished and the princesses were saved. But those were only stories. Reality had shown me much harsher images.