What Is Your Dragon Name Novels & Stories

He was the deepest thinker of all, so it is natural that he never misses a point. “You are right, Dad C. The first type of dragons who produce their own power are known as ‘Imperial Dragons’. They mostly use their spirit animal’s energy which is the hardest to harness,” I answered patiently but was interrupted by Dad Valen. “Xador ?! Is he one of them ?” he asked.

He was the deepest thinker of all, so it is natural that he never misses a point. “You are right, Dad C. The first type of dragons who produce their own power are known as ‘Imperial Dragons’. They mostly use their spirit animal’s energy which is the hardest to harness,” I answered patiently but was interrupted by Dad Valen. “Xador ?! Is he one of them ?” he asked.

His abs, perfectly outlined through his shirt, rippled with every step. “You gonna stare all day?” I flushed. “You gonna tell me your name?” “Why? You wanna thank me?” “I wanna know what to carve on your gravestone when Freddy’s crew jumps you.” He laughed—a low, rusty sound. “Dragon.” “Dragon?” I snorted. “Like the fairy tale?” His eyes narrowed, but the smirk stayed. “Like the thing that eats little boys like them.” A shiver skittered down my spine. Not fear. Something worse.

Life slowly started getting back to normal. After Kenna forced me to start getting up and interacting again, I realized how much had truly happened while I’d been mourning the loss of Phoenix. The entire Academy was in a state of mourning. After everything that happened with Phoenix and the hatchlings, I felt a special bond to them. I started going to see them the day after Kenna dragged me out of bed. Raina was thrilled to see me, nuzzling me with her snout. I learned the names of the other four dragons that were there as well, Gemma, Blaze, Skye, and Azure; earth, fire, air, and water. All dragons seemed to be named after their element. Even the hybrids, like Ajax, chose names that relate

He flapped heavily twice, making the fire in the torches flicker and almost sputter out. “The Mighty Calooorrrr!!!” he bellowed, his booming voice echoing through the cave and even beyond it. Safe to say, he loved his name. The female dragon looked eagerly at Alpha night. Wayne smirked. “Astra,” he simply stated. The dragon looked pleased immediately. “He didn't give me a name related to fire, beautiful. Astra it is!” she echoed and flapped her wings too. Olive burst into a happy laughter. They had dragons. Dragons!

There is no way in hell I am going to tell her what just happened. Scratching the back of my head trying to figure out what to do next, I finally figure it out. "Lee, you can call me Lee" I tell her. When she laughs my head whips in her direction. Her face lights up with the laugh and it's my turn to awkwardly smile. "Is that a bad name for a dragon" I ask. You should have given her your real name Dufus. Of course Lee is a dumb name. Before I can berate my dragon for what he just said, the scent of fear mixes with her alluring scent. I watch as she takes a cautious step away from me as the scent of fear grows stronger.

It's looking at me, flapping its giant wings and flying straight down, I'm about to land too, how do I get out, I want to help Irina and the others not just stay here, fall free. Just when I thought I'd touch down, braced myself if I felt the pain to death, the dragon caught me, and we flew up again, amazing. “What's your name?” He asked, I still answered: “Lowa, Lowa Camara.” “I know, Nora likes that human kid. So, how did you come to see me?” I'm pretty confused about what this dragon said, Nora? And how I got here! What can I do to know? “No, I don't know anything.” But it's the truth.

I spent hours studying the text. I learned about Alice's Dragon, referred to in ancient languages as the 'Rare Healer of Fire.' This unique dragon was gifted with ancient magic. If the Rare Healer of Fire mated with another dragon, they would be reborn as humans but retain the ability to use dragon magic without their dragon forms.

Rydstorm placed his fork down, "maybe, what is your father's name?" "Lucian Murdoch, but he gave me a book with the name Nightwing on it." Catori informed. Rydstorm opened his mouth, then closed it. "Sorry, I shouldn't be saying all this." Catori apologised. "No, it's just that I haven't heard the name Nightwing in a while. He was one of the most exalted dragons'" Rydstorm said. "So you are a dragon." Catori sounded excited. Rydstorm rubbed at his chin while watching Catori intently.

I raise my shoulders at her. "You met him already? Who is it? Wait, I don't understand. That asshole cheated on you?" Jodie went from happy to murder in five seconds. "Jeez, relax. I guess, I did meet him. I have no idea who it is. My mother says that my dragon will tell me. She just hasn't spoken to me yet." I place my hands on her shoulders and pushed her out the door. "It kind of makes sense why your dragon hasn't spoken to you. We get our dragons young, so they learn and grow with us. At this stage, your dragon is still a baby. I think she still has to learn to talk I guess." I look at her in utter disbelief.