The Return Of The Dragon Book Novels & Stories

“You need to return. I think Zenith is trying to do something that can change the dragonlord’s mind. I am not sure what but there’s a slight change in his behavior. Before anything happens, I want you to come and stop it.” “Take me back,” I order.

I sat the orange book down thinking about going on a search of my own to see if this place was holding back on me when my eyes caught the giant red book in the middle of the table I didn't even hear it land on the table. This red book just like the others didn't have any markings on the cover. It was covered in thick red scales that had a faint smudge of black on the tips of each as I ran my hand over the scales my hand began to tingle. I stood up watching as if my hand was the match that set off the sparks around all the letters that appeared writing like magic in large bright glittering gold calligraphy "Pendragon" I had to stand to even open the large cover of the book when I opened it mo

Instead, a somber sway of deprivation fills their souls. Fear grows inside the forest fairies, but they continue. However, they encounter something with a horrible aura on the corner of the world. A mass of dark leaves and feathers wheezes with wickedness. The fear inside them finally pours out, and the sprites return to their safe place in the forest. Spring II ends with the sprites dancing away in fear.

I sat on small wooden stool that was present inside, since Draco was not back yet , I decided to go though my bag, I pulled out all four books that was written by my grandmother on Dark Creatures, Spells, poison and lastly DRAGONS, each of this book included all detail information on spell, method, about ghost, warewolf, sorceress , way to tackle them and many more things, tree books included every detail on other supernatural things while one entire book was dedicated to Dragon. Out of curiosity, I picked up dragon book and started reading from beginning, I only finished two page when I felt someone’s presence behind me, I rapidly turned but found no one right. ‘THUD… THUD….’ two wooden pla

It’s a flaming bird. A phoenix. **I hope you’ve enjoyed Ancalagon: The Last Pure Dragon. This story will continue in Rise of the Phoenix, Book Six of the Elemental Dragon series.

“Master, what would you like us to do? You need only whisper your command, and we will follow.” Evrah grabbed the wood harder, her gaze darting quickly from left to right, trying to get a closer look. She spotted a big shimmering black dragon that seemed to be looking right at her. The big eye blinked, its big frame fidgeting a bit. A huge black and silver mass of scales and muscles sat directly across from her, its ginormous purple eyes had her dead to rites, and they both knew it. “Please don't give me way,” she whispered, shaking from fear. She cursed that her curiosity had gotten her noticed. The dragon blinked a final time and averted its eyes somewhere else as if it had heard her whisp

“You continue to surprise me, My Dragonette… and still remain a mystery to me…” “I can say the same about you,” I say quietly as he pushes my hand away from the pouch, his knuckles grazing my stiff nipple. I tense as our eyes meet once again, feeling his cock throb and I swallow hard. “You owe me answers… we’re mates… and I know that only dragons who hold the ancient Dragon Fire can have a mate. So, don’t you dare say, you owe me nothing,” I whisper, knowing I better keep my voice down. He tenses, clearly not expecting me to know as he looks me sharply in the eye and for once I feel like I’m looking into the eyes of an extremely intelligent, sharp, calculating mind…

Dark magic indeed, but I had come too far now to falter. With an apologetic whisper to any watching ancestors, I poured the substance across the safe's surface, completing the blasphemous ritual step-by-step just as Fox commanded. The engraved dragons appeared to twist and grimace in the flickering shadows. An agonizing minute crawled past. Then the sealed door swung open silently on oiled hinges. Shock rooted me in place briefly before I darted inside, scanning the shelves frantically. There, dusty and unremarkable - the Book of the Forgotten. Lore banned for the prophecies of chaos it contained. Exactly as promised.

I resisted the lure and tried to wake my sleeping dragon again. "I was not asking."He said and his voice came out in layers,causing my attention to snap to him and i barely noticed her stir at the change. His eyes started to burn like liquid fire and his nostrils flared. He grunted in displeasure and shut his eyes tightly. I stood rooted to the spot,noting the way his skin flickered from its normal tone to being cloaked with fire,the way his claws retracted and grew out again and the quick appearance and disappearance of...wings.

Elyria’s POV I knew exactly what had happened. It was the dragon blood in me. Right before the coronation, Mother and I had been talking about it, and she had been willing to teach me everything she knew, but she was snatched away from me just like that. Right now, though, I had no choice but to play dumb in front of Charles. He still had a panicked look on his face from where my skin had burned him, and I didn’t know what to say at first, but I knew I had to come up with something.