The Dragon Reborn Book Novels & Stories

Life would look normal from the outside. But she knew the truth: The story had changed. The world had widened. The danger was real. This wasn’t just rebirth and revenge anymore. This was survival.

And this time, she had made it to Max's bed before I did. In my past life, I had chosen Max, the eldest son of the dragon clan, as my fiancé. I saw the elephant clan as cold-blooded and unfeeling, the leopard clan as frivolous and unfaithful, and the tiger clan as proud and arrogant. Only the dragon clan, known for their loyalty and devotion, seemed worthy of trust. Six months after marrying Max, I got pregnant with our child. And then, I gave birth to a half-beast white dragon, our son Charles.

Logan carefully put me down, then charged at Niles and they started fighting fiercely. My back hurt so much that I gasped for air. But just then, a bold idea flashed through my mind. Looking at Sophie acting crazy, I knew we couldn't keep the rebirth secret any longer. But more than the rebirth, I needed to create a role for myself. One that could guide Logan to the path I wanted. Logan and Niles were natural enemies. They fought many times. No one had won yet. While Logan was distracted, Niles grabbed Sophie and ran.

We’ll never see them again. We’d hoped. That as long as Hanna was alive, there’d be a way. But that was before Andreas told us about the Rebirth. Hanna is the reincarnation of the Supreme Dragon. The Supreme Dragon is the ruler of all dragons, reborn every thousand years after the end of each life. For the first hundred years of the reincarnation’s life, they are like every other dragon. And then at a hundred years old, they undergo the Rebirth, when they assume their true identity as the Supreme Dragon.

BRIEF: Ten thousand years have past since the Megalos machi (great battle) between the Dragon kind and the remnants of The Level World. The dragon kind have long been proved extinct and the world has moved on into a new age. However deep in the Ignere forest they awake, they breed, they learn to fight, growing by the thousands waiting for the birth of their prince. A golden dragon. Heir to the throne. At his birth the nations will fall. No one could stand against him..well that's until he is taken and led far away from this world to ours.

wanted Calypso and Kara back. "The reason why the bone fire attempt failed this time is because Kara no longer had her phoenix spirit. She lost her the day she died. But you can bring her back because she still has her wolf and dragon spirits. So you are going to bring her back by doing what's called a dragon summoning ritual," the dragon stated. Atlas, still stunned, looked at the dragon. "What about our pup?" Atlas asked. "The pup will also return." The dragon stated. "Who are you and why are you helping me?" Atlas asked the dragon. "I'm sorry I did not introduce myself. My name is Ryūjin, and I am the dragon god. I want to help bring Kara and your pup back because your pup's powers will

That statement received an immediate glare from him, rendering me to flinch out of my volition. “That was two thousand years ago. Are you being vengeful because I killed your race?” Not in a bit, because I am not a dragon since birth. And what? You’re a two-thousand-years-old old man? Is the MC of this novel getting into adultery of what? I know he isn’t the end goal, but what in the duck? I heaved a sigh and massaged my temple. “You seem to be forgetting that I am not a genuine dragon from birth-”

When I opened my eyes, the dragon clan's envoy procession had already arrived. A piercing roar echoed from the horizon. Storm clouds churned. Several massive, pitch-black dragons tore through the sky, their armored riders perched upon their backs. The dragons exhaled a scorching breath, whipping up a blinding gale of dust. Everyone at Silvermoon Manor was on their knees, too terrified to lift their heads. My heart sank. Reality hit me: I had been reborn.

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.

“That’s right.” Magus nodded and explained, “The luck of the world had gathered to form the Dragon’s terrains. Later, those terrains were then converged to form a book. This is the origin of the Fiery Lexicon. The dragon was incomplete because Gwion had cut its head off in the past. The book can only reappear in the world by reshaping the head of that headless black dragon.” “How are we going to do that?” Tyr asked right away.