Stories Of Dragon Novels & Stories

--FIVE YEARS LATER-- "Mama, tell us a story!" Lily demanded, curled up in her bed with her stuffed rabbit. "The dragon story!" Lucas added from his bed across the room. "With the brave knight!" I settled into the chair between their beds, these six-year-old miracles who'd survived everything. "Once upon a time," I began, "there was a dragon who everyone thought was a princess. She was kind and good and trusting. But people took advantage of her kindness. They tried to trap her, use her, steal everything she loved."

*Will* I open the book, revealing the vibrant illustrations of dragons dancing through the skies. “This one is about a dragon named Ember who learns to overcome her fears.” I begin to read, my voice low and soothing, aiming to pull both Frida and Kiera into the enchanting world of the story. “Once upon a time, in a distant land, there was a dragon named Ember. Unlike the other dragons, who soared through the clouds with confidence, Ember was afraid to fly.” I glance at Kiera, who leans in slightly, her eyes reflecting interest.

I asked with wide eyes. "Have read the stories of Dragons?" Azian began calmly, he didn’t seem to be too bothered, his fingers casually running through my hair, “tales of Big fire breathing leviathans that destroy towns and leave nothing. Mad dragons, those some even called Wicked, Greedy… "he finished slowly. My eyebrows furrowed, what had this got to do with Legion? What had happened to him?

The family where women were worshipped as Durga (a female goddess), the eternal power. He had seen better days in his childhood but their family misfortune had landed them in this hell-hole called Dharavi. At that age, he didn’t understand the dealings of the grown-ups, but he had heard his mum and dad speak about getting cheated by their business partner. He had no idea of their business, no inkling of what the matter was and he didn’t care. Thinking about it would neither bring food nor money to him, so it was a mere waste of time.

Apart from the modern human world , the earth , another parallel world existed , a whole world on its own that was connected to earth through a secret portal . The other world , was filled with dragos , magicians , witches , mystical creatures and demons . A world that humans think it only exists in fairytales for children............but no ! It was real and this magical world was ruled by king Damien PenDraco , a pure dragon . The PenDraco famiy's dragons were the strongest among the other dragons . Dragons in this world were a bit different from normal dragons . They had the form similar to human . They could transform into dragons too but most of the time they remained in a human form bo

Those brilliant eyes that held such a unique colour pulled me into his dangerous, yet mystical world, where dragons soared the skies, such marvellous and fascinating creatures that flew onto the high skies and breathed majestic flames of incredible power. The colour of their flame was the colour of their aura.. their soul, he taught me that, along with many other words of wisdom and forbidden nights. While we were mates, we were dangerous for one another; a toxicity that almost brought the end of his world... and mine. Fate brought me to set things right again, to give back what was taken from the dragons. He told me of the past and how dragons were forced to become nothing but a myth. At fi

Omar asked me. “I can’t even if I wanted to, I’ve got my own lair now and that keeps me busy as fuck,” I said as he chuckled. “Yeah the rumours about you have been pretty much all over the place,” he confided. “What rumours?” I asked him. “Killing vampires and dragonkin all over the show,” he said. “Okay it was one dragon Sire and not that many vampires,” I said as he grinned at me. “So you didn’t take out a whole coven by yourself?” he asked me.

"Tell me everything your parents told you about my family." I sighed, a shameful blush coating my ears. I could still feel the burn behind my ear. It felt raw, especially as blood rushed in a telltale flush. "They told me a lot of things. And, I'm going to preface this by saying I thought the dragon thing was a metaphor. I didn't know it was a literal thing." Thane laughed suddenly. "So sirens, sorceresses, chimeras, all valid and real, but you draw the line at water dragons?"

the teacher said and continued reading. “Lothaire in his greedy nature felt that hell was to small to hold him and all the demons so he unleashed them to earth, demons came and enjoyed the earth like a common man, having intercourses and bearing abominable beasts that roamed the earth and caused chaos to cities and countries. Men killed them and didn’t stop killing them till they were all sent into extinction, the dragons were all killed and their skin used to make kings sandals but their eggs were never destroyed, they boiled it, bombed it, tried to squash it but to no avail. The dragons eggs cannot be destroyed they were kept in an old safe in an old castle located far from human civilizat

Cedric doesn’t seem to realize the power that he now has over me. He seems surprised that I’m not fighting him like I have been up until now. It’s my duty, as his dragon, to explain to him what it means to be a rider. As I fly him back to our cave of treasures, I think about how long it’s been since a dragon has had a rider. My parents and many other dragon couples were two mated dragons, so they didn’t have to claim one another. To my knowledge, it’s been a couple of centuries since the last dragon was claimed. Many humans and supernaturals have tried and they lost their lives in the process. Because of that, the humans started writing stories about the ferocity of dragons and then they wro