White Dragon Lord Novels & Stories

Astrid marvels at the intricate web of their creation, attributed to the Sun god Helios. The Weredragons, too, drew him into their fiery domain. Born of the same sun deity, their essence was forged in the crucible of intense ether, granting them the awe-inspiring ability to spew forth torrents of fire. Leading this formidable clan is the figure known as the Dragon king who presides over their fiery realm.

Laryn Sir Orland Locksy is a weasel in every sense of the word. I hate him and I hate the realm he lives in. Mucky skies, putrid air, and immoral people. I call it hell's realm. It's also my favorite place to collect treasure. My dragon brothers and I have been many times. It's always a challenge and, best of all, dangerous. I should feel apprehensive bringing my bride here, but what I feel is exhilaration clear to the tip of my dragon's tail.

The council chamber pulsed with magic raw, ancient, furious. “And once she is gone,” the High Mother finished, “the circle will come crawling back to the only power worthy to hold it.” Her staff struck the floor once more. The flames flared blood-red. “Summon every weapon, every whisperer, every shadow we still command. The Dawlya will march.” A chilling wind swept the chamber. “And this time… the dragons will burn.” Morgan was already waiting in the dim strategy chamber beneath the Draynor capital with Chance and the low hum of protective wards when the concealed door shimmered open. Three cloaked operatives stepped through, dusted in ash and travel grit from crossing interplanetary veils.

I replied thoughtfully “Ahem… Correct… In Dragon realm we have Dragon with their power capable of controlling this five spiritual elements of universe… this every Dragon who can control elements are called as Elemental Dragon… since their powers are more stronger in power than any other Dragon…. more over element Dragon are born blessed which allow then to control their power element of entire cosmos” Draco replied “I am Dragon of fire….one of Element Dragon…. because of my powers fires flames on earth are unintentionally attracted to me” Draco further replied

I was the lowest-born black serpent in the Serpent Clan, yet the Dragon Court's most honored crown prince chose me as his bride. He gave up his betrothal to my sister, surrendered his place as heir, and walked away from the Dragon Court for me. I was moved beyond words and became his wife. But after I gave birth to only a black serpent, he flew into a rage. He crushed our baby beneath his foot, then killed me with a single strike of his sword. As I was dying, I saw hatred burning in his eyes. "If I'd known you were this useless, I should've married your sister!" Only then did I learn the truth. I was the woman of fate named in the Dragon Court's forbidden book, the one born with primord

My worry is on a different level. He bows to them once before asking, “Can I please have a minute?” I glance at Mom who nods, her brows knit into a frown. As soon as we walk away from the duo and then I ask, “What’s the matter? Is Clyde okay?” He purses his lips, but his eyes are speaking volumes. “You need to return. I think Zenith is trying to do something that can change the dragonlord’s mind. I am not sure what but there’s a slight change in his behavior. Before anything happens, I want you to come and stop it.”

"Long ago, there was a demon called Abaddon. Abaddon is the keeper of hell, he is called the destroyer and the bringer of terror. Abaddon life's goal was to bring hell on earth for humans and the only thing that could stop him was dragon's breath. And this is were Arkalis comes in. In other to stop Abaddon from destroying earth and merging it with hell, he had to create your forefathers... the dragon." Mrs Maria paused. "So you are telling me... that war wasn't between kings like it was told?" I asked shocked.

The wizlings who have heard this did not raise any complains instead they even bowed lower as the goddess spoke. “Then, I shall borrow this child for a while.” Moria declared and flicked her hand. Immediately the great dragon materialized in front of them. The great dragon Chaos exuded a fearsome aura to the wizlings making them tremble in fear. The wind goddess caressed the dragon, and the aura lessened. Once again the wizlings were in awe of their guardian goddess.

What was the surprise that couldn’t wait until evening? ***** Palash Mithra (Dada) He was a hard-working boy. At 20 he had already managed to find a job as a car mechanic. It gave him a meagre but steady income. When he had lost his parents 6 years back, he was heartbroken. He did not allow himself to grieve. He had a lovely little sister who had to be taken care of. He came from a family where women were respected and treated as equals. The family where women were worshipped as Durga (a female goddess), the eternal power.

"As the Primes gather so rarely it is also an opportunity for most of you to re-affirm alliances and friendships, make merriement and enjoy these festivities that Prime Mathers has organised for us. I hope to get the opportunity to speak to you all but I'm an old man..." The crowd chuckled politely. "...so please give patience and understanding and remember the main reason we are all gathered today. Cheers to Dean, Happy Birthday to you and Happy Emergence day to your Dragon, we can't wait to meet him!" He raised the large tankard of ale that was in his other hand and toasted the room. "So what sort of dragon is he?" Aria whispered to Mark. "He's a Fire Dragon...he may be the oldest here but