Train Your Dragon Night Fury Novels & Stories

It spins and takes flight, Vulcan turns in time to see it take to the skies. “Ivor, thanks, Little wolf be safe” Vulcan says, pecking my lips before shifting mid run into Pyrrus, his dragon is massive, far bigger and imposing compared to any the rest. I watch as he takes flight and goes after Ivor. I tun in time to see Denu taking hold of Morgana, her black shadows doing their work.

"You...are very courageous," Bolt hissed through gritted teeth, his expression contorting fiercely upon hearing Frederick's words. Boom, boom, boom! The sound of rumbling thunder immediately exploded through the air. Bolt was thoroughly enraged. He wanted to destroy this place, to level it to the ground, and reduce everyone to ashes to vent his anger. "Thunder Dragon! "Thunder Sea! "One Billion Volts! "Thunder's Wrath! "Ragnarok!" Bolt unleashed all the ultimate skills he had learned, stacking various powerful moves wildly. Around him, the surroundings turned chaotic.

“I can teach her how to focus her aura, strengthen her mental shields. She’ll need them to stay sane. Once the Guardian starts truly waking up, it’ll push boundaries. She needs a fortress, not just a flame.” Cheyenne rubbed her temples. “Okay, so we’ve got Chelsea helping her hear it, Isolde helping her withstand it. What else?” Tora raised a hand. “Discipline. Physical. Emotional. Mental. Dragon instincts aren’t so different. Maggie… she told me when my power surfaced that fire burns hotter the more you contain it. I can help Nalia train the flame inside her.” “Same,” Jax said. “We train warriors to fight enemies. This time, the enemy is within. I’ll be her sparring partner, help push her l

she whispered and then buried her face in his neck. The two dragons waited for a year for her to recuperate from the pregnancy and then started training her dragon. It was a difficult start for Meryl, but she had to know her feral form. Her dragon was a beautiful blue with azure spikes and azure wings. No one had such a beautiful dragon in Galdere. Whenever she shifted, it was a treat to watch and both her dragons would shift too.

She might not have been right in my eyes, but it didn't warrant an argument in the middle of a human settlement. "Let's not hash this out here where anyone can walk close enough to us to understand that this conversation shouldn't take place between two human girls," I instructed and walked towards where I spotted a boutique. Cyra walked with her arm tangled within mine but didn't comment. She was the Heir for the Ignis. The fire dragons. A few years younger than I am, with a tall slender frame and untameable red hair. By all accounts, she was stunning, but a very wild spirit to tame. Except when it came to her views on humans and dragons. Those were very rigid lines in her book and lines sh

I hoped if I ever met my mate that he would be kind honestly and that we wouldn't be forced to relive the story my parents lived but at the same time I accepted years ago I might never be able to meet my mate due to the life I was born into. "Hey Rouge, you hoping to be turned into a pleasure slave by one of these visiting packs?!" a voice rang out over the hall chatter. Silience followed as one of the male students I remembered seeing hanging around Liam moved towards me. He was in warrior training with him and was already said to be assaigned to one of the alpha's elliet teams as soon as he graduated. He was a senior like myself and helped with training the other younger students espically

"She knew I was not her true family but she never asked about her family but just focused on her training, she never asked me back for why I was given her training but focused. She is an alpha level dragon with the power of telepathy and telekinesis. With these abilities, she doesn't only move things and read other people's thoughts with her mind, but she can use those abilities to do more things with just these two powers. With her being so powerful on her own, thus making her a near-unstoppable force. Telepathy and telekinesis aside, she also has the power of flight. She can use her power of telekinesis to not only move but others as well. While

These were predators who had planned every single step. I did not sleep well. Morning came anyway. Zane knocked at six forty with coffee and the blue dress and a look that dared me to argue. I took both without a word. I was saving my energy. I was going to need it. The executive floor of the Fury stadium was quiet at eight in the morning. Glass walls, thick carpet, the kind of air conditioning that cost a fortune to maintain. I had delivered paperwork to this floor exactly once, in my foam suit with the left ear drooping, while a coordinator stared past me like I was furniture.

When the dust settles, when the screams echo no more, I will stand above it all as Alpha Kael Vorthrane, unbroken, untouchable and unstoppable. Revenge is my life, it is my purpose, and tonight, it begins.

"Well, come on then, 'master'. Teach me how to kill before you start getting emotional. I'd be more terrified of that than of Caspian." I smiled. A genuine, dark smile. "Alright. Let's see how much that big mouth of yours can take when I actually start fighting." The training lasted for hours. Time and again I sent her to the floor, tripped her up, twisted the weapon out of her hand. We bombarded each other with cynical remarks every time, but her movements became increasingly precise. Her body began to adopt Noctis's rhythm—that predatory, unpredictable dance known only to dragon riders. It was late into the night by the time we stopped. Eira sat on the floor, leaning against the wall, insp