Young Adult Dragon 5e Novels & Stories

, he chuckled at that, “We need to scatter around and gather more of these if we are lucky we might meet with an elder dragon” *** They sat across each other, pamphlets scattered about before them. “There’s no way in hell these people have a dragon”, Dragomir said. “How can you tell?” "This is a very sleazy depiction of a dragon, this green-looking beast is nothing close to what an actual dragon looks like”, he wrapped the paper and tossed it to the wall behind Raisel, a little bit above her head. “Well, there's no harm in actually trying, we just need to check the dates…"

That statement received an immediate glare from him, rendering me to flinch out of my volition. “That was two thousand years ago. Are you being vengeful because I killed your race?” Not in a bit, because I am not a dragon since birth. And what? You’re a two-thousand-years-old old man? Is the MC of this novel getting into adultery of what? I know he isn’t the end goal, but what in the duck? I heaved a sigh and massaged my temple. “You seem to be forgetting that I am not a genuine dragon from birth-”

Shreftwood thought to himself as he scrambled for a plan, his eyes rested on the dragons feet, its talons sharper than any sword he has seen, its scales a deep silver tipped with black helping define the muscles in every inch of this animal, working his way up to the dragons head he realised that its neck was a lot shorter than others he has seen before making this dragon seem bigger and bulkier, his jaw seemed slack due to its enormous size, atop of the head it had horns that spiral upwards until they flick back making it look like a crown rested there. Shreftwood was in over his head by now “There’s five of us fighting yet we have an army against us plus Terribor and now a dragon to conten

She had drawn only her brother and a house next to a river which was full of fishes. "So many fishes Anya!" "Yes, dada. We can go fishing every day and eat a lot of fish. We won't need to pay so you don't have to work so hard to earn money." 17 year old Palash laughed himself silly. "It doesn't work this way shona (an endearment in the Bengali language which means 'as precious as gold'. Used for sweetheart). Nothing is free in this world." "I don't like this world" "Don't you like your dada?"

Amelia POV Lord Wong was in a hurry. We went down three floors of garage space and turned into another tunnel. Next lift went deeper underground about hundred stories or so deep. We had several dragons here, and at times even the First Dragon would go to the Caves as we called them. The expansive space could easily accommodate about 100 dragons at the time, although I have never seen as many in one place. There were two juveniles with us, waiting to meet their made human. See, an interesting thing about dragons - they could be born/made three ways. The rarest dragons and most powerful are those born of two dragon shifter parents. I heard of some in the existence, but never met one. The pureb

After shedding blood and sweat, I graduated, I went to school at the age of fifteen, my temper was too bad for my parents to allow me to stay until I'm sixteen, I moved into the school. The first few years were a nightmare, everyone thought my temper would be getting the best of me, one of my teachers told me I'm gonna need over a hundred to graduate with how bad my temper is, it suits my red eyes, my dragon is red. The first time I shifted to my dragon form, I scared most of the school, even the mean teacher was too worried I'll try to hurt him in my dragon form since he knew how much I hate him. My dragon side had other plans, all it wanted was to take to the sky, the moon helped calmed us

The next second however, her mouth dropped from surprise as two attendants—the weathered man and another woman who seemed to be serving as an apprentice—led out a dragon—her dragon. Daegal’s dragon, though about fifty years old, was fierce, large, and intimidating. Nezetta’s was young—only twenty-five years old—beautiful and almost adorable. So, Naomi expected the beasts to have some level of distinctiveness but she wasn’t prepared for the sleek, elegant, and powerful animal that was presented to her.

However, before he could make a move, a new name suddenly appeared on the monument in front of him. [Drake Wyrmthorn, Nine-Clawed Golden Dragon Bloodline, descendant of a celestial monsteroid, only thirty years old, level seven paragon, ranked 92nd on the Prodigy Ranking, rewarded with a strand of light of the galaxy!] An instant uproar erupted from the spectators when they saw Drake had been rewarded with the light of the galaxy.

Long Chen thought. If he could get a dragon corpse that was still perfect, it was likely that making a dragon Pill could be realized. Because what Long Chen needed now to upgrade his dragon transformation to the next level was a dragon Pill or dragon blood that was at least a thousand years old and above. Just thinking about it already made Long Chen a bit desperate, he was a bit envious of the lives of the younger generation of the Long family. "Well, they are them and I am me. Everything has loss as well as gain, there is no need for me to feel jealous of them." Thought Long Chen who sat back in his chair.