The Dragonborn Comes Novels & Stories

She questioned me with confused face and I turned my head up to stare deep in her eyes. “Every Dragon person has their own Dragon sprit which is our original Dragon form that we change into…. King Jamerian Borg he was a ghost who was living in mortal body of King Erlenduris because of which he was able to see my true form when we visited him in conference hall” I explained her

My parents stand nearby speaking quietly with Elarion, the three of them discussing the last details of the rebuilding efforts even here at a funeral. Kings never truly stop working. When I step into the clearing, Aurelion’s gaze finds mine immediately. He nods once. Everything ready? I nod back. Yes. At the far end of the clearing, the pyres wait. There are many. Too many. But one stands apart from the others. Jakob’s. The largest. The highest. Built from carefully stacked cedar and ironwood, with his armor and weapons laid across the top. His dragon crest rests near the center.

“He said it twice when he was here last week. He said ...” My words cut off as the wolves announce a visitor. Cal gives me a knowing look. “No!” I growl, racing outside. I can feel the entire school rushing out to watch. Everyone knows it’s my birthday and everyone knows that Yhendorn is my mate. There, striding out of the forest line, is Yhendorn. But this man, this elf, is unlike I’ve ever seen him before. This isn’t the elf who adores me and tolerates my antics. This is the king who has come to claim his dragon.

"Born from the void, baptized in celestial frost, and bound to the Sovereign Heir. The prophecies of the First Age are fulfilled!" Dominic looked down at his son holding the tiny cosmic dragon. A rare, dark, breathtaking smile curling his granite jaw, his grey-gold eyes filled with unbridled fatherly pride. "A fitting pet for the heir of the Midnight Empire," Dominic growled low, his gravelly voice vibrating with intense satisfaction. He turned his attention back to the central hearth of the forge. With the dragon egg hatched and the three primordial fires synchronized, the molten stellar-iron inside the crucible had melted into a liquid pool of pure, luminescent platinum metal.

When he wanted to, he could look like a purely murderous creature. His dragon was equally as impressive. He was still small, considering he was only seventeen, but he was a deep ruby red dragon. Garren confirmed that he was a fire dragon, and with time he would be able to emit enough heat to melt gold with just a touch of his fingers. He could already make small flames form in his palms.

I asked. “No. We were either born as these things or became them later. Drayce became the Pendragon in September. You remember that crazy storm? It was his king’s sign. He was reborn as a full dragon and is their king now. I’m the king of the wolves, have been since birth. Those are our formal titles among our people.” Ford answered solemnly. “I see. Is that the reason he doesn’t look human? Everyone wondered.” I tilted my head and smiled.

“They say that King Borton was called the guardian of this world. And now he has left him. The young mage bit his lip hard and clenched his fists. - You're right, Bortan was a key figure in ensuring stability. Everyone believed that he was protecting our world from Reeta, but perhaps not only .... Perhaps all this is interconnected. He was not born in our world, he came from outside, and this was his last transition. So why did he choose our world? Vic frowned. "Do you think he followed the dragon and somehow stopped it?" - Stopped? Kim chuckled darkly. “The only way to stop the dragon is to kill its human form. Dragons don't die, Vic, they transform into another entity, but if one of the im

He asked, not understanding anything. Denee smiled at him and sputtered, "Plans of getting back my throne, of course," "Are you seriously going to use me as a shield to get the ice throne? You're not even from here!" He rasped. Denee's males tried to make an advance at him, but Denee shook her head at them. Turning to Draken, she responded. "I was born here in Bloomington, Lord Draken. Born of the two species with pure blood, what makes

I say to him while fixing my dress and makeup. I go downstairs all freshened up and see Dracono waiting for me. Dark follows me and introduces Dracono to me. Dracono kisses my hand while measuring my body with his eyes. I tell him it is my pleasure to finally meet the new king of the minotaurs. Dracono is a powerful incubus, with huge black wings, and an extremely powerful body, you can see his enormous muscles through his tight shirt. "I like what I see for sure.", I think.

This is why I am here" he said as the king unwrapped the bundle to expose a large scaled rock of the most iridescent blue that seemed to pulse and hum with life like a heart beat "Is this...?" he asked in awe "Yes it is a dragon's egg unearthed in Nibigan, I had to get to it first before Maldorr heard about it, the egg brought me here, the new dragon lord is a child of Gesa​