Worthless Profession: Dragon Tamer Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

“Master, what would you like us to do? You need only whisper your command, and we will follow.” Evrah grabbed the wood harder, her gaze darting quickly from left to right, trying to get a closer look. She spotted a big shimmering black dragon that seemed to be looking right at her. The big eye blinked, its big frame fidgeting a bit. A huge black and silver mass of scales and muscles sat directly across from her, its ginormous purple eyes had her dead to rites, and they both knew it. “Please don't give me way,” she whispered, shaking from fear. She cursed that her curiosity had gotten her noticed. The dragon blinked a final time and averted its eyes somewhere else as if it had heard her whisp

He lifted my entire body off the floor with one arm, slamming my back violently against a heavy stone pillar. The impact knocked the remaining air straight out of my lungs. Black spots danced across my vision as he squeezed my windpipe, his long, razor-sharp claws digging deep into the skin of my neck until hot blood trickled down into my tunic. "You think you are untouchable because you carry royal blood?" the Dragon King roared, bringing his face inches from mine, his sharp fangs fully extended. "You are nothing! A discarded, worthless stray whose own father traded him away like trash!"

"I'm not a horse or a pet'' the dragon said '' I am your friend, talk to me''. Zutara raised her head to stare at the creature, who would believe that just two months ago it was barely the size of a large loaf of bread but now it was already as big as an extraordinarily large horse. Zutara sighed ''You know before I had you my life wasn't perfect but it was my life and mine alone, I decided what I wanted to do, wanted to eat, wanted to go and believe me, I love you but my whole life has changed and no one is giving me any time to adjust before badgering me with sword lessons and fire binding and water binding and other weird stuff, I'm always exhausted and my muscles are so achy everytime, a

This must be Orchid. “I told the two of you that you should have chosen me as a mate. All that little whore did was get the two of into trouble.” Chelsea sneers. Fuck, I forgot about her. She is heavily pregnant and has some guy I have never seen standing beside her. I hiss at her and tell her that Dray and I would have never chosen a whore like her as our mate and luna. She growls at me, but the guy tells her not to waste her time and breath. They walk away laughing as if they have won. I look around when I hear a roar. A huge white dragon lands not far from us as Zarlon and many of his warriors come barreling out of the forest. I recognise some of them as Travian’s warriors too.

I was afraid to hear that, my eyes would pop out of my sockets. Having reflected on what he said, I replied: "Dragon, I don't know anything. The only thing I know about myself is that nobody has told me anything about myself. The only thing I know is that filthy demon Armaloth has me here to torture me. Also, let's not forget that they want to use me to power an army with their own children." That's completely ridiculous, "Help me, dragon, I know there is something that I can do for you." I searched his eyes, with passion and hope in my heart. Yet, the dragon was not at all convinced. Please dragon, what are you going to lose?"

Now, in the present day, she found the person who would, the person who also loved her despite what she had become in her grief. “My mate, what troubles you?” His breath fanned across her neck as he nuzzled his scratchy cheek. It was slightly ticklish but she didn’t mind. “Anything and everything. I hope that we don’t fail.” “We will not fail. This will work out.” Freja sighed, her body sagging into a puddle. “I hope so.” “We will not fail. Tauric is an arrogant bastard from what I’ve been told. He makes the mistake of underestimating a dragon, especially me, the Dragon King.” His fingers massaged her arm soothingly.

Alicia decided she had to see if he was still conscious before determining if she could help him or not. One quiet step at a time, Alicia came upon the dragon. He was blue, purple, and green and his skin shone in the sunlight like oil. Being a girl who knew no fear, she carefully reached a hand out to touch him. After all, it was not every day that you got to touch a dragon, she thought. He didn’t open his eyes when she gently touched the side of his face. That gave her courage to examine him. Alicia had hopes to be a Doctor of Animals, but she knew that was just a dream. No one would take a woman seriously.

What the crazy reptile did is actually working. Stop smiling dumbass. You are going to ruin all my work. Now trust me. I quickly wipe the smile off my face. I go to speak but before I can my dragon throws me behind a wall in our head. "I Maximus Lee Mathers wear fealty to Alpha Xander of the Scarlet Light Dragon Clan as Beta until the time of my death or until I am proven incompetent" He says in a rush.

ex-master Rias Gremory but then what's come with it also comes with a feeling of rage and betrayal and with that, he erased whatever feelings he has for his old beloved 'I swear I will make you all regret! "Fuhhh.... I'm a bit hungry now that I think about it... luckily there's tons of fish in this lake." So with that said he jumps back into the lake and catch a bunch of fish and started cooking them with his newfound fire breath 'Huh cool I guess I can breathe fire now since I'm mostly dragon' sadly at the first few try he burnt the fish to ash because he can't control his fire breath but after a few try he gets the hang of it and successfully cooked some fish although not that delicious be

"She's a Witch!" The moment the gem slipped from my grasp, a sudden void consumed me, the magic dissipating with my relinquished hold. Stepping back from the booth, a profound stillness cloaked me as I observed the crowd converging. Panic etched itself onto the faces of men, women, and children alike. The murmurs of discontent swelled into an angry chorus, echoing through the air. In the distance, the clamor of approaching soldiers added urgency to the unfolding scene. A ripple of anxiety coursed through me as I trembled, gazing one final time at the old woman. "You glowed," she whispered. A mirror hung on a twisted post, and my reflection revealed tendrils of cerulean sparks dancing on my i