Unique Dragon Gifts Novels & Stories

Darrion explained. “There’s a poisonous dragon called The Gift? Are dragons considered a gift from God even though they’re poisonous?” Jai asked, looking confused. Darrion stared at his friend. It’s just then he realized his friend had misheard what he had just said. “Wha—no, Jai. DeGift. It’s spelled D-E-G-I-F-T. In the old language, it meant ‘The Poison’.” It was just then Jai realized he had misheard. “Oh I see… The dragon is called poison… But… So, Gift is poison here?”

Then the last one, well, I smiled as I saw him. “You heard the name BLACK DRAGON right?” our boss continued. I can clearly see their reactions. The tall guy just raised an eyebrow. The mohawk guy looked straight to our boss. The last one just smiled and the youngest boy looked excited. “Black Dragon?! Who wouldn’t know him?! He’s a legend! One of the few we look up to! He can be lined up beside Shadow and Eclipse! An expert and a genius! You’re going to introduce him to us?!” he finally said. I smiled. If only you know. I thought.

Xaihuang added, tapping his cane meaningfully, "coincides too perfectly with these events to be coincidence." A group of teenagers walked by, laughing about something on their phones. Casey caught a glimpse of their screens—all displaying the swirling DragonCoin logo. "The Twilight Balance Coin," Marcus said, following her gaze. "That's what they're mimicking with their logo. A legendary artifact from your ancestral houses—commissioned to unite fire and water dragons. It's been missing for decades." "Until now," Xaihuang murmured, studying Casey with new intensity. "Tell me, in your dreams, do the coins ever... speak to you?"

“The golden dragon has arrived!” A majestic voice could be heard following the appearance of a golden dragon. The dragon twisted and twirled in the sky before it disappeared into the clouds. The chat went crazy. “What the **** Golden Scale Dragon? That’s the ultimate gift! It cost like ten million!” “This is the first time I have seen someone gifted a Golden Scale Dragon! I think this is the first since this app was introduced!” “Who did it?” Not only Cyan’s live stream, but the entire SnapTok platform lost its calm over the sudden occurrence.

“It’s his mistake for imprinting on you but it’s not his fault for receiving the fates gift.” “Me? Gift? I have never been attracted to-“ “Man. As far as I can tell, neither has he.” “Then how?” “Its fate cruel joke to dragon kind. We only find our mate once in a lifetime. With other kinds, they are lucky enough to be blessed with another chance. For us it is only one and happens once, that's why we treasure our mates. Once dragon and man are on the same page it is impossible to tame their drive to claim.

Everything was perfect. I knew from my parents that dragons feel things more deeply than other shifters or humans. Their love for each other was something of fairy tales. I knew when I fell in love with Cedric that he would be it for me, for the rest of my life. That’s just how we’re made. A dragon loves precious things – jewels, treasure, rare art objects and mates. Mates are the most precious of all.

“Here. I will pay you for this. I figured dragons like to keep and guard treasures. And friends do this kind of thing. I would like to put it that way.” “Princess, what is it that friends do, if I may ask?” Jade inquired. The dragon took a closer look at the necklace. “Friends give each other presents. Here, take this. It is not a payment. Just take it as a gift.” Clara grinned from ear to ear. “Ah, I see.” Minutes passed, and Clara watched as Jade stared at the necklace on her webbed palm; not once had she taken her eyes off it. “Then, I shall give you something in return.”

He remembered the parades to the temples of the Goddess and her children, the laying of gifts at the feet of their corporeal forms and receiving their blessings. He remembered the orgies, the great sacrifice, the tangle of limbs, the sweat, and the scent of them, and the celebration of children conceived in honor of the gods. “I remember how we met,” he ached at the memory. Watching the delegation of fire dragons passing overhead, their scales glittering gold, bronze, and amber in the sunlight. “You were the most beautiful thing I had ever seen,” he remembered the breathlessness of the moment as the graceful female dragon had lightly touched down and transformed into a voluptuous red-haired

Another of the fifteen stepped forward, younger, eyes sharp. “Many dragons there have taken human mates,” he said bluntly. “Former Madrigals who returned. Some willingly. Some out of necessity.” My jaw tightened. “They dilute the line.” “They strengthen it,” he countered. “Their offspring shift fully.” A murmur moved through my captains. I silenced it with a look. “And the faction that believes as we do?” I pressed. The elder dragon answered. “Small. Quiet. Fractured.” That was not what I had expected.

On the contrary, several branch leaders came bearing gifts, and they were nothing but courteous. There were so many gifts that they filled a whole room. Vorn, Vex, and Vyre were over the moon. Every day, they rummaged through the gifts, picking out all the shiny items and stuffing them into their own little treasure hoards. In fact, their hoard had already expanded from one chest to three. "The three of you are turning into little hoarders," I said. "Mommy, we dragons are born loving shiny things," Vex said matter-of-factly.