The Dragon Prince Book Novels & Stories

It was hard for Lycans and werewolves to stand the heat, but Harper was determined to stay as long as she could to support the King and finally see the boy freed. “It’s melting!” One of the dragon elders announced. Everyone was laser focused on the stone. Sure, enough the stone was melting. Purple started to fade to a beautiful blue. The beautiful colors continued to get bigger and brighter. Only moments after the stone had completely melted, the bright blue light started taking the shape of a child. The child looked to be nearly 40” tall. They all watched in wonder as his features started to appear, and before Harper knew it, she was staring at two big bright blue eyes. Gasps could be heard

“He left her side before any of us could tell him she isn't. Now he wont listen to anyone. I saw him so happy sleeping in the field, almost like the moon goddess herself gave him hope. He woke up and thrashed that field in his dragon form. He soon shifted back and passed out.” “When a dragon feels like its mate is lost it’s not something easily reversed. Even bringing her in front of him might not help him.” The doc sighed pained there great prince was suffering. “We hope there love will heal each other. We are just waiting for her strength to gain so she can come to him.” Ben said trying to sound hopeful even though the docs words where sinking in. “I am here to make sure he pulls through e

"It exsist doesn't it, just know that its apart of the balance." "Anyways one day theses dragons met a princess and guessed what they called her after she introduced herself," I asked with a smile. "I still can't pronounce," Henry said dryly. I rolled my eyes and sat down. "So the word means princess, that doesn't exactly help," he said leaning against the back of the couch. "I guess, but it shows that I'm close," I said quietly, placing the book down. I tilted my head at the book. I had a feeling that this book held all my answers but I just couldn't figure it out. My eyes wondered over the images.

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."

Kian explains to her. “Is that the Dragon that-” He cuts her off with a warning look and that only piques my interest. “The dragon you drew?” I lean forward, resting my elbows on my thighs as I wait for him to answer. “Yes, I once drew a dragon.” “Something that made you give up a treasure… May I see it?” I ask. Fate paired My Wolf Princess to me, but for a father to give up his child, now that intrigues me. Especially since it was clearly not the norm to give your daughters up for the sake of an alliance in this kingdom.

"What did you mean, Princess? Do you know what kind of dragon that is?" Prince David looked around, getting ready for any possible attacks. "A blue dragon." I gulped before I proceeded to my scripted explanation. "A dragon that can manipulate heavenly elements such as lightning and thunder." "Well, that explains why its growl was accompanied by a thunder." Prince Martin nodded. "You seem to have a lot of knowledge about dragons, Princess." It was a statement not a question. But regardless, it sounded like one.

The ice in my very veins melted as he grew even taller than he normally was and more muscular,ripping Zephyros's tunic in the process. I staggered backwards and tripped on a branch. I fell backwards on my rump and even the sting was not enough to take my eyes off him. He exhaled and the nearest tree turned to ash immediately. i scrambled backwards on impulse and the branch i had tripped on got caught in his web. He opened his eyes and twin pools of fire peered down at me. I didn't need Luna to tell me i was not looking at Zephyros anymore...no. Not entirely. What stared back at me was the Fire Dragon.

Not just any dragon. They were dragons too—every one of them born with wings and claws, fire in their lungs. But he was the Warlord. The King they had once feared and followed not because of birthright, but because of power. His wings could darken the sun. His roar had shattered mountain passes. They had called him king not out of respect, but survival. And they had forgotten. Until now. Sera didn’t scream. She just stood there, arms still outstretched, as if her body might shield them from a god.

“I may not wear silk.” “I may have no noble title.” “But when I was brought here, I passed every trial.” “I survived the Hunt.” “I survived the poison poured into my own cup.” “And every single day I earned my place with my own blood and sweat as Prince Zade’s official dragon rider.” I raised my hands, exposing the deep, raw wounds carved into my wrists by the chains. The metallic taste of blood still lingered in my mouth. I didn’t care. “If the empire’s younger prince…”

Born within the spotlight as the only daughter of the world’s famous musician and actor, her life full of awards and becoming the world’s renowned novelist was the life the people expected her about. But behind her fame and perfect life to die for, is a missing piece that she keeps on searching for ever since the accident that happened to her fifteen years ago, and the mystery novel she entitled ‘BLOOD RESONANCE’. In that novel and the series of unexpected curses and blood sacrifices lead her in claiming the hurtful past and the memory she forgot fifteen years ago. Now coming back inside the cursed book, to the series of changes, unfortunate love's past, and reincarnation she soon bumps into