The Rise Of The Dragon Novels & Stories

His arms crossed tight, his expression unreadable, though the tension in his voice betrayed something simmering beneath. Damien exhaled, rolling his shoulders back. A faint glow of fire licked across his skin before his body surged, bones cracking, muscles reshaping. In a blinding shimmer of heat and flame, his human form gave way to scales of obsidian and crimson. His wings unfurled with a thunderclap, shaking the ground. The dragon loomed before them, magnificent and terrifying. The ground trembled beneath his claws. His voice, layered with magic, rumbled from his throat: Climb on.

RHEA’S POV: The sky splits the moment she rises. It starts with a hush... too complete to be natural. The air tightens around me like a fist. The trees lean in, their leaves frozen in breathless awe. I can feel it in the marrow of my bones: something old has awakened. The dragon. She unfurls from the earth like a storm given form. Her scales, no longer dulled by blood and suffering, shimmer with defiant power - violet threaded with gold, like twilight set on fire.

We soon reached a sleeping dragon, he was enormous. Dynaris approached the sleeping dragon, her footsteps echoing off the cavern walls. As she drew closer, the dragon's eyes flickered open, and he regarded her with a piercing gaze. Dynaris stood tall, her voice clear and steady. "I mean you no harm, noble dragon. I'm on a quest to reclaim the ancient dragon throne." The dragon's gaze narrowed, his voice low and rumbling. "Many have come before you, seeking to claim the throne. But few have succeeded. Are you prepared to face the trials that lie ahead?" Dynaris nodded, her determination evident. "I'm ready.”

Despite all the evil deeds he had committed, King Matthias never believed in the prophecy that an oracle from Snow-White Moon Pack told him when he went to conquer and killed that pack. The high priestess hesitated, as if unsure of how to proceed. "Just tell us what the prophecy says!" King Matthias almost screamed at the high priestess. The old woma took in deep breathe before revealing... "It says that a great and powerful dragon will rise up and challenge the existing order," she said finally. "It says that the dragon will bring about a time of great change and upheaval, and that it will require great courage and strength to overcome and the evil deeds an unworthy king would have brought

’ He asked trying to understand it. ‘If I told you what I am about to tell you then you would have never found Rosalie. She would have never found you and this war of finding the gem would have never come to an end. You would have waited for her to come to you which would never had happened.’ His mom told him. ‘You my son are a special dragon, said to be the rebirth of the king from so many years ago. The moment you where born was the moment I knew it was you.

Hello, everyone! This is XSkylar19. It has been a very interesting ride for me while writing Bane of the Dragons because (fun fact) this was my very first dragon genre. I know some of you probably disliked how everything turned out or how fastpaced everything happened but know that this was intentional as I couldn't drag the story on. Anyway, while this book becomes the first book for dragon genre, it certainly wasn't my first book in the fantasy genre.

She was touching Megan’s face and then hugging her again as they both cried. “What happens now?” Rylee asked. “We’ve completed the bond and it’s been accepted.” “And something else,” Elder Michael said with a smile. “What?” Lucas asked impatiently. “Megan has a dragon,” I said and Rylee gasped as Lucas turned towards me. “A dragon? That’s never happened before,” he said. “Quite right Sire Lucas, Kaida is the first of her kind that we know of, she’s a strong dragoness, graceful and beautiful,” Elder Cliff said.

As if she was telling me not to be afraid. With a graceful movement, Drogo lowered herself, inviting me to mount her back. The sensation was surreal, an unparalleled and remarkable elevation as she carried me up the sky, I was soaring through the skies on top of a dragon. I had believed these creatures to be mere beasts, yet now I understood they were so much more. They give peace and maybe joy.

I position myself so when he releases me on the ledge, I roll once and take to my feet. His dragon form is breathtaking. This is the first chance I've actually had to admire it... him, whatever he actually is. Acasia didn't explain more than that dragons have two forms. The people of my village don't know this. Somehow I think their fright is greater because the dragon is well... a dragon. They breathe fire, stomp, and snort during the claiming. They do good things also. Our land has few natural resources and the dragons occasionally provide a source of precious metals, machinery, and even cloth for our garments. And because of these things, a maiden is sacrificed every twenty-five years. It

Ethan said and she felt her throat dried. "Draco did this all. I was just following orders." She pleaded again. "Spill it out." Ethan yelled at her and she shivered in fear. "Draco killed Master Braxton. He ripped his throat out. He did the same with Master Braxton's loyal servant, who saw Draco killing Master Braxton. Then he called Mara and Xavier here to kill them and get the ring of the Master. But Xavier was smart, he didn't bring it here. Before killing Master Braxton, he told me and all the witches to trigger Storm Riders. He wanted to control them so they would do what he wanted. But he never knew, Storm Riders were controlled by their leaders only. After the Storm Riders left, he mu