Who Died In How To Train Your Dragon 3 Novels & Stories

They say dragons never truly die. No matter how many times you kill them. ―Suzanne G. Rogers,?Jon Hansen and the Dragon Clan of Yden Randolph Belishaw stumbled down the alleyway, falling against a trash bin. His cold body shook. He couldn't think. Couldn't speak. Blood trailed down his cheeks as he clawed the sides of the metal dumpster and tried to stand. Must get to Jodie. Must warn Mikhail.

she yelled, storming out of his office, her long hair bouncing down her back in a thick braid. He didn’t bother going after her. There wasn’t anything he could say to change things. This was their destiny. His dragon already showed signs of weakening. It was only a matter of time before he decided never to wake up again, leaving Vikter so empty, he’d die soon after. * * *

"Erik has died." My heart, along with the hearts of Claire's also sank. As much as he was a terrible person to deal with, and the shit he put Kaitlyn through, he didn't deserve to die. He was a strong Viking-Fae leader. I didn't want to tell Elisa and Alissa, but I knew I would have to—and it could devastate them. "He came through a portal that he had managed to create with the last of his magic." The Queen was explaining. "We were able to remove the dagger that had been crudely thrown into his heart."

The Ice dragon attacked me and I dodged the icy fire fight of him, moving from one place to the other and just then the Axe flamed back and I threw the Axe at him with more force and it penetrated him on his neck. He clashed on the floor, yelling in pain and died by melting away. And just then someone called from my back "Beast"...

“I’ve already sent men out to collect information and fortify our defenses. But we need to get ourselves be prepared. I have to meet with this Mother Dragon.” “Be safe out there.” Eros said. “One more thing.” Thorn looked at him without blinking. “How exactly did mother die?” Thorn pursued, “I’ve been thinking about it all morning. I remember it was a painful death, but they were unable to identify the cause.” Eros’s eyes widened, as if he had been sucked into his old painful memories. “Your mother had a stubborn illness in her lungs. It can be fatal for dragons.” He sat down on his big chair and sank into a deep sorrow. “At the end, her own dragon fire became torture. An unfortunate death i

"He swallowed a substance right when we were trying to interrogate him, to know where he had intended on taking Solena." "Goddess..." "That was when he spat out blood and it landed on me. He was rushed to the infirmary, but died before..." Draekon trailed off. Vaelora tried to digest the news regarding Chief Toi'fah's unexpected death. "I'm disturbed," she managed to say. "Don't be." Draekon shook his head and caressed her cheek lightly. The last thing he wanted was for Vaelora to worry about anything. That was his duty, not hers.

I said coldly. My heart was thumping heavily against its ribcage as I anticipated the news the guard had for me even though I'd already guessed it but refused to believe it. "I'm sorry, Alpha. The Frost Dragon attacked her, and she died of freezing. We can't find her body. Please forgive us. We couldn't help it," he cried helplessly and bitterly. I staggered backward as the news hit me hard in a place that I wouldn't be able to handle. Dead? How? I clenched my fist and bit on my lower lips, trying to force back the anger that seethed through my veins.

Thalric’s laughter echoed again, confident, unbroken. And then—like a cruel twist of fate—the dragons roared. Their massive wings stirred the battlefield, retreating into the smoke as if abandoning both armies. Without their looming presence, the ruins fell silent except for fire crackling and steel groaning. Maelis staggered toward Serenya, clutching her staff, eyes wide with grief. “He isn’t gone,” the seer whispered, voice trembling. “I felt it… Kaelen lives, though the abyss has claimed him.”

Carl pulled her into his arms and said, "Don't cry, Pheebs. Everyone has their own destiny." What bullshit! I didn't believe in that rubbish, yet my fate had played such a huge prank on me. It had turned me into such a harbinger of misfortune. I saw the slight smile on Carl's face. He seemed to be pleased that I was dead. He and the rest of them surrounded my body. Silence descended upon them as they looked at my photo and urn. Gary said grimly, "Holly called me this afternoon and told me she was going to die. She wanted us to have one last meal with her."

“There was, she died a few weeks ago of loneliness. White dragons are very family orientated. When they are away from the ones they love, they stop eating, stop drinking, stop interacting with others, stop getting out of bed, or going anywhere. Until they just pass away from a broken heart. It takes time. However, once they have lost the person, they love the most. The end result is irreversible.” “The very words made me sad. Would this be Ayesha’s fate? Or would Theo and Lucius be enough?” “Seems kind of cruel. Holding that poor dragon against her will until she dies.” “It’s not for me to say, Sam.” After getting dressed and heading down for breakfast, I find only a few people at the dining