Novel & Cerita The Mother Of Dragon

I can see that she is listening to every word. "All dragons were born of the same women, our mother Io. She was cursed by a witch whose son she had fallen in love with. Somehow our mother, in her anger ended up killing her son. When she went to tell the witch that she carried the child of her son, Magma, it didn't end well. She was so distraught and in pain from the loss of her son that she cursed our mother. She cursed her to become the monster that she saw her as. To never know love and to never know her children. For one thousand years she gave birth each year. When she gave birth she was in her other form which she couldn't communicate with. We still don't know what happened in her death

My mother's appearance at this time was indeed twelve years old. Unlike me who came by chance, life brought me to meet An. Through the conversation between the two of them, I clearly knew that my mother had practiced a lot of magic and physical strength to be able to come to her world. souls but ended up meeting this dragon. Should I laugh? No, Lowa, no matter how funny your mother is, don't laugh.

I said. “He looks nearly black, except for the white on his chest,” Elder Neil remarked. “Megan’s dragon is white, not sure if that could be the cause,” I said. “A dragoness?” Elder Charles asked as he sat up straight. “Yes,” I said feeling a bit uneasy. “What a sight! Can we meet her?” Elder Neil asked. “Megan went to visit her mother for a few days, maybe next time Elders,” I said. “Such a pity, well this afternoon surely was informative,” Elder Jackson said.

It was then that she remembered, "... You are a hybrid. No, more precisely, you are half-dragon." "Quiet!" She waved her hand at him to shut up and bowed her head again, hundreds of pieces of information filtered in her mind as she recalled everything about the Draconic species as a whole. Dragons were mythical creatures all born from the Dragon of Pride Tiamat, a divine beast at the same level as Asmodeus. From what she remembered, Blaze, Sol's mother, was one of Tiamat's most beloved children, as between all dragons, she was the closest to Tiamat’s element and origin.

He also told me that his dragon was a gold color and was probably one of the biggest dragons and oldest dragons on earth. As my dad finished telling me about his lineage, my mother Violet started her story. She told me she was 538 years old and is a witch/wolf hybrid. She told me that her mother was a witch and father was a wolf and that they met at a shopping center in California and fell in love. Even though they weren't mates they decided to mark and become mates and she was the result.

“To restore balance through destruction. The dragons’ bloodline was too proud. They ruled without limits. My wife created the poison that wiped them out, except for a few survivors.” Alex froze. “Your wife?” I turned to him with a wicked smile. “My mother.” His voice trembled slightly. “So… your mother created the poison that destroyed the dragon lineage?” “Yes,” I said. “She called it Aetherbane. One drop could erase a dragon’s spirit forever. But her formula was lost when she died. Now, I must bring her back in order to finish what she started.” The old wizard placed a hand on my shoulder. “The time is near, my child. You have done well, but you must be cautious. Jade and Kieran are danger

Rare and special. The moonlight dancing in her irises that swirl in colors of teal and sky blue makes me think of my days at sea. When I tell her this she laughs, the sound so melodious it rings through the trees like bells. "My mother was a daughter of the shoreline," she tells me as she points to her beautiful hair and skin. "A child of the sun and a child of the water, although she looked like all the other sea dragons. My father, however," she extends one of her fingernails into a long, thin point, more like a deadly spike than a claw--like the spine of an anemone. "He was a son of the deep sea itself, although his father was also of the land. I took the best of them, you could say," she

Raya’s eyes go wide before looking at my mother in panic. “Okay so Lily.. I understand now that you might have found out who we are.. what we are,” my mother begins to say, pausing as she tries to find the right words to say to me. “And I just want to tell you I did the best I could, leaving your father to be the best mom I could, and to raise you the right way. I am not sorry for it, however I guess you did have the right to know who and what you are, yes Lily you are a witch and dragon. You weren’t supposed to have a dragon you know.. female dragons are a dying species and the dragons magic is dying, male dragons are getting angry because they cannot produce anymore female dragons. They ar

“To put it succinctly, I'm only but an essence of Lacinda, so yes I am your mother in a way but only her essence” “Can I hug you?” I asked, voice low She smiled then spread her arms wide open, I rushed into her embrace, savoring the feeling Tears began streaming down my eyes “mum” I croaked out, she patted my back. I don't know how long I spent in her arms but soon I felt better and disentangled myself from her. “Pretty girl, don't cry” she wiped my tears with her thumb. “How?” I asked. “Your mother comes from a very powerful ancient family darling, she was a hybrid, the first of her kind, a dragon rider and a white witch”

she whispered. "The Dragon Flame," I said, the words feeling heavy on my tongue. "It's the core energy, the mythical center of all dragon magic." "Every dragon is descended from it... and It's what my father wants." I paused, gathering the worst of it. "My jaw clenched. "I lost my mother when I was very young. I saw him. I saw him attack her. He tore into her heart with his claws ...he didn't love her...it was power play he wanted the second largest dragon in his family since dragons can pass from mother to child"