Train Your Dragon Astrid Novels & Stories

She just smirked at him. ‘Baby... you triggered him,’ Drake commented through her mind. ‘But keep up the excellent work, my stray. Be a queen.’ "Why are you trembling, Sultan?" "That’s Cadmus, my stray; he’s the leader of the elites," Drake informed "Oh, he’s scary, so you know," Emily replied. Emily watches how they throw questions at the Sultan about traitors. "Are you perhaps a traitor of this kingdom? Are you involved with Bella? " Additionally, Taurus asks,

As they ride along, Hana asks her mother a question. “Mother?” “Yes, Kaina?” They are still riding, they didn’t stop. “Are you sure this is the right way?” “Of course, it is.” “Okay.” “All I know is that, on that mountain the dragon is sleeping, but I don’t know where the egg you’re talking about is.” Hana is confused right now, “I didn't tell you about the egg, mother. How did you find out about that?” “Because I wasn’t talking about the Dragon mother. I am talking about her egg, her daughter. With her egg, you can have the power of fire and you will be a powerful goddess and a guardian of the element of fire, Kaina.”

It's the only home she knows but to her, it doesn't feel like one. Hasham taps Amira's shoulder and shows his smile—the smile that becomes Amira's comfort pill. They watch their surrounding as they move ahead, careful not to let anyone spot them. They don't want others to question why princess Amira can't transform yet, nor make Amira feel inferior for not being able to. "All hail Majesta Regie!" Announces the white, tall, concentrated Draconian of class A, named Voltaire upon their arrival. Class A draconian are the aces in war. They train princes and princesses alike.

Zaria’s POV Move over. He is my dragon, Astrid said, shoving me so hard that my shoulder hit the rough scales of the dragon beside us. I reeled, catching myself against the creature’s massive side. Its golden eyes flicked to me, unbothered, but its presence radiated a quiet power, as if it was sizing me up. Embarrassment burned in my cheeks as Astrid glared. Find another. Astrid, Malacar said from behind me, Zaria is pairing with him today. I asked him; he is experienced, and she’s human.

Then he begins to climb back up to where Soma and Tyffyn are watching. “I can’t do that!” Soma says. “You are a dragon rider, Soma. A red’s rider. You WILL be able to do it by the time we’re done with your training. BEGIN!” I command. For the next couple of hours, Bynjym nips at Tyffyn, forcing her into maneuvers she wouldn’t normally have done, making Soma fight to hold on. When he finally calls an end to their training, we follow them back to the mountain.

I do not want her speaking about herself like that. "Don't ever talk about yourself like that. The goddess gave you to me for a reason. She does not make mistakes." I say towards her before I can stop myself. "Stop being so stubborn and let me finish." I look at him pointedly and he looks down in guilt. "I realize I was not fit to be your queen just yet. I first need to learn all about being a dragon first. I asked my mother and Mark to help me in being the best dragon queen I could be. This past month I was learning about your traditions." I look at her in amazement then something struck me about her speech.

Draco words were sufficient to anger Argentum , she turned back to him fiercely and question “What did you say Draco?” “You heard me…. I want you out of my first in…….” Draco’s words died in him mouth when Argentum transformed into her teen silver scaled Dragon form…. Argentum Dragon was one of most beautiful Dragon of Dragon realms… her sparkling sliver colored was very eye catching…. since she was Dragon of Thunder… there two thorns on top of her head in shape of thunder lightning……….. “Wowww…………..” a loud gasped was heard among all other trainees who were getting train along with them……

Rex stuttered, confused about what had just happened. “You may call me Vertile, I am the custodian of the dragonkin armour, I will decide if you are worthy to receive such a gift,” the pale-skinned woman said, smiling and showing white sharp teeth. ‘I have chosen this being to share my soul with, that makes him worthy of anything you may bestow on us spirit’ Fafnir said, leaving Rex and standing over him from behind, glaring at Vertile. “I thought I sensed the mighty aggressor, I bid you welcome as well,” Vertile said with a smug smile, quickly bowing her head, “Your belief in his ability means nothing to us, but if he passes, he may wear this armour like his father before him.”

Her lips curve into a smile, eyes bright. It is Alfred, next, whose shoulders sag with relief so intense one might taste it. They are roars, he realizes, as the sounds draw closer. “What is that noise,” Duchess Clair asks sharply in the frozen room. Darla stands, as does Alfred. “It is your daughter, Duchess,” she laughs. “Lady Alcina, the dragonlord. Stormbringer.” * * * * * * * * * * The dragons land with twin roars, making the ground beneath them shake with the weight of their descent.

I knew that she’d be beautiful, but I hadn’t expected this. I didn’t have long to take in the glistening garnet color of her scales as she circled around Vega and her father. Vega’s dragon, a harsh dark contrast to Amelia’s. Abner growled at her, swiping his clawed hand against her flank. Flinging his daughter away from him with a roar. It had been too long since he’d shifted, and now it was taking him longer than normal. Amelia dove in. She wasn’t as graceful as Vega, but she was quickly learning her size as she dug claws into his body. Blood spurting in an arch through the air.