Unique Dragon Gifts Novels & Stories

"Holy shit! Is this what Yolanda meant by good karma pays off?" Even now, he could hardly believe it. His luck had come out of nowhere—this was beyond anything he could have imagined. The moment Felix touched the golden dragon, he had felt something inside it. This was not just an ordinary sculpture. It contained dragon energy—the real thing. As someone who possessed nine pieces of Dragonspines and cultivated Dragons Destroyer, there was no way he could have been mistaken. For some reason, the dragon energy had been sealed within the statue, completely undetectable from the outside. He would have missed it if he had not instinctively reached out and touched it.

“So tell me are there other dragons around the world or are we all that’s left?” Gaz with a look of sadness in his eyes said,” Unfortunately we here are all that I know that have survived an attack on our race by sorcerers and witches who teamed up with other shifters to kill us off the face of the earth. I am very sorry to have heard about Xander and Carla. I know you don’t remember but I am a cousin to your mother. I used to come here many years ago after Carla and Xander became mates. Your mother was carrying you and swore me to secrecy never to tell a soul about you. They kept you hid from the world because they knew you would be more powerful and gifted than any dragon. It was an old pr

Kingsley asked. "Uh huh, they're really rare too. They get collected by large dragons and put in hoards to guard it while the big dragon finds mates and collects more treasure. It's a huge sign of power in the dragon realm," I informed him and purred. "What luck Toma~ It's not a threat," I told him and licked his cheek happily. "You've got a dragon that will only get as big as a fox and will guard your treasure for you while you're away~" Toma took a minute before he purred. "Oh okay~ I guess I don't mind keeping a guard dog around." Toma licked my face then. I purred to him and started to lick his body clean.

she asked, not wanting to believe it was possible, but she didn’t see any alternative either, what with the dragon being gone and having not taken off from the mountain behind him. “That’s exactly what I’m telling you,” he said, folding his arms across his muscular chest again. “I’m Slate Everclaw. I come from a long line of shifter dragons. We used to occupy the land where your kingdom and the other eleven are now located, before we were robbed of our most precious treasure, one that allowed my people to withstand the human threats that were slowly encroaching on our lands. Without the gem, my kind cannot transform without the moon in the sky. So… we were forced to take to the mountains. We

When Drake hands me a helmet, I notice it's different to the last one. “I had it custom made for you, sort of a delayed birthday present.” He responds to my unasked question and he looks a little nervous, I'm not sure how to respond. Looking it over, I take note that it's black but there is a dragon’s head design on it. The scales are a darker green than the colour of my eyes, but its eyes match mine, emerald green with dark flecks. “It's amazing, thank you Drake.” I’m stunned by such a thoughtful gift, I immediately put it on. It fits perfectly, he smiles, grabs his own helmet and we climb onto his bike. I hug him around the waist and grip Fangs lead in my right hand, while speaking to his

Thea smiled and said, “Congratulations, Henry. I’m glad that your relationship has come to this. I’ve nothing much to offer, but this is my gift to you.” Thea took out the Dragon Essence and handed it to Henry.

Violet’s POV I stared at Blue, the dragon who now barely fit inside the satchel she once curled into. She was growing way too fast, her shimmering scales glowing with a stronger hue of sapphire every day, her energy pulsing like a second heartbeat beside mine. She yawned again, tail swiping across the floor like she owned the space now. Then I turned and looked at the pile of gifts stacked in the corner of our room, gifts from them. Luxurious robes lined with defensive runes, enchanted books that whispered in forgotten tongues, jewelry humming with protective magic, and those damn apartment keys. Four different keys from four maddening men.

I handed her my phone, and she took it in her hands and placed it in her cross-body freckled bag that suited her look perfectly. "Don't be scared, Love... I might look rough, but my dragon adores you," I said, cupping her cheek, and taking a step back, shifting into my magnificent beast. Yes, I was an earth dragon, but unlike my brothers, I was also a gifted dragon, just like Adam. Adam was the Emerald dragon, while I, Urien Dragnoir, had the Onyx dragon. A pure black beast. Elisa gasped and then ran her hand over my snout, and my dragon melted into her, and then huffed, lowering his head.

I knew if we didn’t get out before tonight, Dru would be dead. The lights turned on in the cellars, causing me to repeatedly blink my eyes as I tried to focus my vision. I had a plan to break free, and prayed to the Goddess that it would work. While I didn’t have the strength of my dragon, I was still a natural born fighter and a descendant of the first dragon shifter, all of his descendants had been blessed with a magical gift. Since Dru and I were twins we were blessed with two different gifts, the first gift we shared, the ability to see bits and pieces of the future and our second gifts while they went hand and hand with each other they were also polar opposites. Dru’s gift was a miracle

she asked, her words muffled by her knees as she hugged them close, remembering Rhyzar’s mysterious ability to heal her. Gerda tilted her head thoughtfully. “You might call it magic,” she said, “though we consider it a gift. It pools in one among us—a blessed person we call ‘Draken,’ which in our tongue means ‘dragon.’ This gift can manifest in many ways—manipulating the elements, altering physical forms—”