The Mystical Loong: One True Dragon Novels & Stories

I blinked away the tears stinging my eyes and took off my gloves, tossing them onto the bed. My hands still glowed hot and my body was aching with the need to release. Damn it! I hopped in the shower to cool myself off and swore never to talk to that dragon ever again. The next morning Nola arrived with a stack of books she thought I might enjoy reading. “It’s all the truth about dragons and possibilities of fire mages,” she explained. “His Majesty wanted you to have them as… mementos from his collection.” She gave a small pout.

“Wouldn’t they? They went against your elvish laws of claiming a dragon. What other laws would they have been willing to break once they had the power that Nylion now wields?” “What laws?” I ask. What is he talking about? “You really don’t know anything about dragons, do you?” His tone isn’t condescending, it’s more surprised and sad. “I guess I don’t,” I say. “Your laws, the laws that both elves and dragons agreed to hundreds of years ago, say that one person will claim a dragon. One. Not an entire troupe, not a group of elves. The claim is meant to be one on one.” “Who could possibly defeat a dragon that way?” I ask.

The scorching heat of a dragon seared right through my thin clothes, making my chest tremble. "Mate..." A dark fire ignited deep in his gold eyes. His burning lips reverently kissed my forehead, my nose, and finally, the corner of my mouth. "My Elara... My only one..." Every word he breathed was laced with a desperately restrained, almost feral tremor, like he was reciting the most sacred prayer. Caught in this aggressively possessessive yet intensely gentle embrace, I parted my lips and responded softly: "I'm here."

Visions flashed in front of Nya’s eyes as she tried to rectify what she’d been seeing for the last several days with the scene before her now. All along, she’d thought she’d been seeing Slate in his dragon form in chains, but that wasn’t what she’d been seeing at all. It was this other dragon, the one rising up in front of her now. He looked anything but happy as his nostrils began to flare, and it was quite obvious this dragon’s duty was to protect the Heart of Magic, which Nya could no longer see as it was hidden behind the dragon’s large back.

Astra made an extreme growl and all of them made a rumbling sound. "Fight! We will fight! We are the first creation and guardians of these domains. Humans can't beat us. We will take our property from them!" Arcilla's growls too in her louder screams. Then the battle began but the dragons were defeated. Humans have the Heart of Magic and dragons started to fades. Astra hatched eggs and before the war started, she waited seven days to see her lovely red dragon princess but she was disappointed to see a white baby dragon inside the broken eggs.

On the day of the Dragon Bloodline Awakening at the Magic Academy, I became the laughingstock of the entire school. Lucia, the most popular girl in our year, awakened the rare Phantom Dragon, while my boyfriend, Miles, resonated with the noble Frost Dragon. As for me? My entire skin was covered in a thick layer of brown mud. I looked like a stray beggar. Pictures of my disastrous awakening were pinned to the top of the academy’s forum. The comment section was howling. "Covered in mud... definitely the lowest-tier Swamp Dragon!" "Oh my god, a Swamp Dragon Knight? Might as well be a normal person!" "Can she please wear a mask from now on? Just looking at her makes me want to throw up my dinner

Just sell your skin, it must be more expensive,] I sarcastically told Ignis who is a magma dragon. [It's delicious! True dragons don't change their skins like those lowly animals!] Ignis answered proudly while raising his head. [What you call a lowly animal is already at the same level as a dragon like you,] I sneered again while holding back my laughter. [We five true dragons cannot be compared to other creatures, let alone those lowly animals. The Dragon level and the true Dragon are very far apart,] [Uh five? I had time to read a book that mentions that there are 7 true dragons and 7 main spirits.] I was quite surprised by his confession which did not match the contents of the book that I

He is sure this beauty is one among many, who dies to flaunt their figure in front of men to make them drawl all over themselves. He snorted at that thought. After a minute, he heard the shower going on in the bathroom. He is a powerful aqua blue dragon. The legend says that there was only one such dragon in the past few centuries and he is the second. He can conceal himself in plain sight. No matter how powerful a person is, they cannot detect his presence unless he specifically wants them to.

Chi Long looked back at Blake and shook his head, knowing that dragon eggs would sometimes take months, if not years, before hatching. As Chi Long was thinking this on the opposite side of the egg, out of Chi Long’s prying eyes, a minute crack formed, and at the same time, a piece of wood crackled over, shadowing the sound.

Chaos was surprised as he was thrown a few meters away, as the Chaos Dragon leaped out of the floor and rushed over Chaos! It was somehow able to use its soul…! But how? Did it learn it naturally? The fire dragon didn't know… Could it be? Because this dungeon was made from Chaos Miasma, which comes from his very soul, this dragon might be something of a clone of him, but without the Vampire aspects… Meaning that its soul was already able to shape itself?! "Interesting, so such things can be possible… So you're more like a clone?" wondered Chaos, as he raised his leg and kicked the Chaos Dragon in the face, uppercutting it into the skies and making it hit the ceiling!