True Dragon Novels & Stories

I place my hand over my mouth and gasped, “In that dream, your eyes changed. Turned reptilian. What you said now makes sense. You’re an alien.” “I am and more.” He lifts my hand to his lips kissing it. “Remember your red dragon?” I nod. “What if I told you I am a shapeshifter. A red dragon to be exact.” “What?” I whispered. “Do you remember that video of the green dragon?” “Yeah, but it was proven a fake.” “With the help of me and my four brothers. That first video is real, and it is my brother Mitchell. Each of my brothers' dragons is a different color. Mine happens to be red.”

That made Dom come to an abrupt halt and then Gideon turned on another well-planned channel where a group of journalists was having a heated discussion and one of the humans was saying, "I have been telling you this since that monster emerged out of nowhere a fortnight ago. And I will keep saying this until everyone believes me. This is the action of a DRAGON! We've seen dragons and what else has the power to light up such ferocious fire than the dragon's breath? Those beasts have been living amongst us forever and now they are making their move. They have started to attack, This Is WAR!"

I then joined Julien, who was already waiting alongside the trailhead. Julien rested against a tree, his bag in hand, and his fur coat neatly rolled and secured to the bag. Clad in a light green tunic, a beaded necklace complements the contours of his sharp jawline. Over his shoulder, the hilt of a sword peeked its gold-encrusted pommel gleaming, revealing what appears to be an allegiance crest. I met Julien's eyes, acknowledging my curiosity. His demeanor was stoic, his body rigid, yet his hands betrayed a sense of calm. Breaking the tension, he suggested, "If we've got nothing left to do, I think it'd be best if we should leave now," turning away to stride down the trail.

Annabelle “These are all the documents?” I ask before grabbing the large envelope from the forger. I watch his beady eyes scan me as I open it and examine each one to make sure he isn’t trying to deceive me, but the crook is telling the truth. I sigh in relief. Everything I need to become the Dragon King’s surrogate is here: A new birth certificate, a fake lineage line, and a fake certificate of noble blood to boot- the most important one I need.

He grinned. Before anyone could contemplate what was about to happen, a deep roar shook the earth. Sending all of them backwards. Slamming them into trees. A black giant dragon suddenly and slowly emerged from the other side of the forest. Approaching the scene stealthily. Its rough skin was dark as obsidian and long claws which could cut through steel. Its eyes burn brightly like hot coals and an earth shattering roar left its mouth, its razor sharp talons which could tear through anything. The sight of the dragon sent tremors through the men and they retreat carefully.

I kept my head down, hands steady as I polished silver trays until I could see my reflection—and the wildfire crouching just beneath my skin. Scales don’t show unless I let them. Neither does fire. But they feel—the ache in my back, the itching heat in my palms, the burn in my lungs when I lie. The worst part? I’m good at lying. Too good. Maybe that’s why Nana taught me to run first, lie second, fight last—because when a dragon fights, kingdoms fall. And if they find out what I am… I won’t be burned at the stake. I’ll be dissected. Tortured, till I give up all my secrets, till there's nothing left for me to give

“But she is a hybrid and you are a pure dragon. Are you lying to me, dragon?” “She can’t lie to you. Geez, do neither of you know anything about dragons?” Nylion asks. “Kenna is arguable the third strongest dragon currently alive, second only to Ancalagon and Eliane, and both of them have access to all four elements,” Kenzo says, coming to my defense. I’m surprised that Faeler doesn’t tell him to shut up, but apparently both men are interested in taking out Kenna and therefore, Yhendorn. I’ve known Yhendorn my entire life. He’s a good man, a good king from what I’ve been able to tell, and he’s been a perfect mate to Kenna. I’m not surprised that she’s pregnant.

Ylys is in front, by herself, followed by the silver dragons, then the bronze dragons, then blue, red, and finally, greens. There are only four silver dragons, and I am the only rider of a silver. There is a bronze rider, two red, two blue, and three green riders. That’s all of us, nine riders. That’s how selective the dragons are about who they will bond their lives to. It makes me even more proud to know that I was not only worthy of being a dragon rider, but worthy of being a rider to a silver dragon.

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His most trusted men had turned against him and he hadn't seen it coming; he should have known but his attention had been stolen by another matter altogether. Zarek had dreamed of his mate. He had made a connection with her and knew she was near his territory. Dragons could feel their life mate when he/she came near them and had vivid dreams of that person. Her face was always blurred but he could make out her body, a body that attracted his attention. She was a mere five foot three but was built lean with all the right curves in all the right places. Her hips were made to bear children and her body was womanly, sensual and ripe.