Tatsumi Dragon Novels & Stories

“Submit to me, Tesha. I won’t allow anyone else to have you. You are mine.” She cries piteously, begging him not to claim her. It’s what most dragons do when they know they’ve been defeated. “Submit, Tesha,” he says softly, and we watch as she struggles a moment longer before blowing her fire on him. “That’s my girl,” I hear him say before the dragons all lift off as one, this time, without Amne, and fly away, angrily bellowing that another one of their own has been claimed. He runs his fingers through her fur as the earth pulls away from her.

I yelped and patted it out quickly and held him tightly, trying not to run off this time. "The best thing to do is to also make sure you're the dominate one." Sylar told me. "Don't run off when he's mad at you and make sure to let him know you're upset at him." He pulled out a jar of a herb then. "This stuff is from the dragon realm. It's been hand picked by wizards and traded to our family. Mother dragons feed it to their young so that way the whole nest doesn't burn up when the hatchlings are playing and get mad at each other. We call this stuff D-T. It stands for Dragon Tamer. Bland isn't it?" He chuckled. "Heat this up on the stove with the milk, stir it well okay? Don't let it all colli

Eating in my human form is fine for a while, but eventually, I need to eat like a dragon. “Who needs to hunt?” I bellow after classes. I’m also acutely aware that my birthday is coming up and if I don’t make sure that I’m as strong as possible, Yhen might actually claim me on my birthday. “I could eat!” I hear Daichi, an earth dragon, call out. “Me too!” Amaya, a water dragon calls back. “Good, let’s go!” I bellow. “Be careful! None of you are claimed!” Cal bellows at us.

Tahr She'll return soon. She is mine and will not be able to stay away. Plus she has nowhere to go. I will give her this time of adjustment because I need time to think too. I'm still in shock that she transcended. Even more so that she's yellow. It makes no sense. She should be silver like me-majestic silver to represent the royal silver dragons. Bastian's mate is red and Laryn's is blue-end of story. Or it should be. My mate is yellow.

HE/TG I clicked on it and it changed. ITS ME Huh? JD-hyung? I mean Black Dragon now on a white Lamborghini?! Is he that rich?! And where did he get that?! I desperately thought. “So my guess was right, that’s Black Dragon.” Yosef-hyung suddenly said. “He likes to show off his cars.” I heard him continued. I shook my head. Omo… Is this a rivalry between my hyungs?! What will happen to our mission?! I worriedly thought.

Caspian asked, and then added, "Be more detailed." "That's what I just said." Handsome pitifully looked past Caspian and looked at the fragrant roasted demon's head in front of it. Then it looked away and continued, "You can also see it from the name of Ten Thousand Thought Savage Dragon. This big-wall tiger has no other skills, but has a pile of crooked evil methods. A drop of its blood can communicate with other people's minds and explore people's hearts." Seeing that Caspian was lost in thought, Handsome thought that its answer made Caspian dissatisfied. It shrank its neck and quickly said, "My father told me this."

Lizzy mused. “They looked at me as if I was a bug to squash,” Chloe said bitterly. “Perhaps, if they knew your origin, they’d think differently,” Lizzy offered. “Now, tell me about the dragon part. How marvelous to be able to transform into such a majestic beast. How very lucky. Did you know that there is a planet in the Oobla galaxy that has some of the most advanced scientific minds in the universe and these minds are housed within the bodies of dragons? Your Tristan is a blessed soul.”

Orion lands with a murderous snarl, crouching above her head on all fours, wings spread to their full, menacing breadth, splayed out like a bloodthirsty threat. Darla lands on all fours just mere inches in front of the dragon and leaps agilely backwards, just in time to avoid the jet of shimmering blue-green fire streaming from Orion’s maw. Darla lands deftly on the ground on two human feet, transformed back once more. A mischievous little grin graces her features, beautiful and undaunted even in the face of a massive dragon. “So,” she says, cocking her head. “Orion will be your partner for the day, then.”

I spent hours studying the text. I learned about Alice's Dragon, referred to in ancient languages as the 'Rare Healer of Fire.' This unique dragon was gifted with ancient magic. If the Rare Healer of Fire mated with another dragon, they would be reborn as humans but retain the ability to use dragon magic without their dragon forms.

Alice pouted, while trying to smooth her hair back into place. ''Well, I won't give up,'' Catori said. ''Good, now. In order to transform, you have to concentrate. Imagine that you are one with your dragon, picture what it looks like and when you can grasp a clear picture, imagine yourself becoming your beast.'' ''But I don't know what my dragon looks like.'' ''Just imagine a dragon, or what you think it would look like.'' Catori did as Rydstorm said. She closed her eyes and immediately she was back in the dark room.