Novel & Cerita Story About A Dragon

"Did you say there's a dragon beneath the cave? I thought all the dragons died out thousands of years ago?" "You also thought that unicorns and werewolves were legends until a year ago. Here we are living among you now, so who's to say that dragons aren't real and walking this earth as well. There is a great dragon beneath the cave and his name is Draco. Draco is a great green dragon with hot fire and tough scales. His eyes are yellow and his tongue is red and he wants all the world of men to be dead. The last time he saw a human he burned them alive. I think you should tell him that you are a witch. That should save your life."

Rene, the oldest started the conversation about dragons. Russell cleared his throat. He called all their attention by sitting at the center like a real storyteller. "Why you don't believe that dragons are real? When I was seven, I saw fossils of dragons. I told my parents about it but they kicked me out of the house. They told me, dragons are just tales so I run away and follow my dreams of finding real dragons, and finally, I found you!" He told them but Rene and Baldwin rolled their eyes. They won't believe him because he's a total story maker.

“What? When, brother?” Ghaeron forced himself to share the tale of his great shame, one that he had shared with no one since the early days of life on Edon. “Shortly after Mother and Father had brought forth the first life here on Edon, I became fascinated with the complex weaving of mystical forces that had been utilized to do so. Such variety of living creatures had come into being! Humans, Elves, Dwarves, Minotaurs, and a host of lesser known beings, all benign and given great potential for growth. Growth is one of the constants of the universe, as you know. It is ingrained into the essence of Dragons.”

If he scared him enough, then he would readily tell everything Drake wanted to know. As he expected, Dhari started to shiver at Drake's words. "Please, don't kill me. I will tell you everything you wanted to know. I am just a hired criminal. We will do anything for money. I just did the same" Dhari is petrified, looking at a dragon in front of his eyes. He never thought he would see one in his lifetime. Dragons are huge and they burn everything with fire when someone angered them. There is no doubt in Dhari's mind that Drake would kill him if Dhari angered Drake. He doesn't want to see him shift into a dragon and burn him to his death.

Trigger Warning Hello Lovely Readers, Thank you for taking the time to read A Baby for the Dragon. This book is a breeder kink one and has some talk of infertility with the main female lead but will result in a pregnancy for our dragon and his mate. There will be tons of unprotected sex and lots of dirty talk, the sex will be super graphic and if that’s not something you enjoy that’s okay. There are plenty of other books out there for you, just maybe not this one.

'' The ways how the words came out of Catori's mouth, and the look she had on her beautiful face made it known to Rydstrom that his mate wouldn't hesitate to kill those in Desolation. ''Tell you what. I will take you back to my palace and if you still have the feeling of killing those that you hate, then I won't hold my army back.'' ''And you will teach me how to be a dragon?'' "Of course.'' Catori smiled. ''I always knew that dragons were real. I mean, who would just make up stories like that? And I'm certain that the Villagers aren't so smart to come up with tails like that on their own.''

A roar rattled the mountains, shaking the ash from the trees and throwing her to the ground. Elara’s blood screamed in recognition. Something deep, old, raw. Her grandmother had whispered stories of a time when humans and dragons shared blood, a bond lost to greed, betrayal, and magic forbidden. She had told them stories to scare children. But as the dragon landed, molten fire licking its claws, she knew the truth. And she knew she was the only one who could survive him. ⸻

"She's a Witch!" The moment the gem slipped from my grasp, a sudden void consumed me, the magic dissipating with my relinquished hold. Stepping back from the booth, a profound stillness cloaked me as I observed the crowd converging. Panic etched itself onto the faces of men, women, and children alike. The murmurs of discontent swelled into an angry chorus, echoing through the air. In the distance, the clamor of approaching soldiers added urgency to the unfolding scene. A ripple of anxiety coursed through me as I trembled, gazing one final time at the old woman. "You glowed," she whispered. A mirror hung on a twisted post, and my reflection revealed tendrils of cerulean sparks dancing on my i

I sat down on the chair facing the sofa and I let my eyes return to normal. “The moment the King lays eyes on Abigail he’ll want her to bond with Prince Nicu. The strongest dragon in existence is the gray dragon. The silver white dragon is next in line, then comes the violet dragon and so on. Royal Dragons have always been what is known as Russian Violet, the darkest shade. We all know the darker the shade the stronger the dragon.” “A woman born of a man with a strong dragon is desirable but the bond has always been respected.” If we were normal people Sorin would’ve been right, but we weren’t.

"Are the legends true?" "In all the stories of dragons, there is one thing in common. They say that a dragon guards what is it's own. That there is nothing more fearsome and mighty in this world, as a dragon’s love." Alcina bites her lip on a budding smile of her own, staring bashfully down at her shoes. “So then.” Darla nudges at Alcina’s foot until the girl looks back up at her. “Can you turn into a dragon?” Alcina splutters.