Young Adult Dragon 5e Novels & Stories

Drago whispered, “Drawn to me like the wind to the ocean, like wolves, as you said. Do you understand now/” She shook her head, unable to utter a word. “I’d like that,” she smiled, “But I have a few conditions of my own, my dark dragon,” she stood tall, and firm. “And what is it you would want,” He asked, amused by her show of strength. “I don’t want to dress like a genie everyday, I want normal clothes, like the mercenaries wear, and I want to train with them. I think I would love to be one.” “I believe we can arrange that, with Drago’s blessing of course,” Angel stepped forward with a smirk on her face, “ He is our boss, but dragon’s are jealous creatures, even my Marcu,”

She'd created a batch of the dragon-dampening serum for herself, and she had the vials tucked away safely in her hotel mini-fridge. She went over the list of what she knew about dragons in her head as the taxi drove toward Rurik's nightclub, the Lair. 1. Dragons could grow oldlike thousands of yearsbut for most of their lives they resembled men and women in their mid-thirties. 2. There were more than a dozen breeds, such as Russian Imperials and Nordic ice dragons. Rivalries were common between many of them.

She had to die. That’s why I think a younger dragon is a better option. When they’re young, they’re not as wild. I have a better chance of taming a young dragon than I do a fully grown dragon. It’s the same as taming horses, I’m sure. The younger they are, the easier it is to tame them and make them yours. While my men are trying to capture a dragon for me, I’ll be searching for Skylar. It’s time these filthy riders paid the price for taking my daughter and keeping her out here in the wild.

“I’m only choosing in name. The Empire will decide.” “I see.” “You seem very young. Something drastic must be happening that the Premier would be recruiting youths such as yourself. And of course, no one has seen such a…an immature dragon before, either. I didn’t know one could be so small.” “I hadn’t either.” The elderly man raised a bushy eyebrow. “Yes. The ones we’re used to seeing are far larger. They put fear into the people far more effectively than a little youngling would.”

, 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-”

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.