Dragon Prince Dragons Novels & Stories

“I-do you perhaps happen to know where the dragon is kept?” She furrowed her eyebrows in confusion. “And pray tell why would you be asking about the dragons after you had your girl?” I took a minute in concentration before speaking, “Because…because the King had taken my dragon, yes, I have a dragon too. He’s name is Wraya. The King’s dragon, Synthia is Wraya’s mother.”

The watch ticked steadily, and this time, its sound felt like a soft applause for his freedom. Dante began to type again. “Once upon a time, there was a dragon who kidnapped a prince so the prince would forget how to fly. But the dragon forgot that the prince’s wings were not grown in a tower—they were born in the stories his father whispered to him before sleep…”

I heard the male dragon my gramps had called Mathias start to laugh. "When Puck told me what she said about farting glitter, I thought he was pulling my leg." He chuckled. "I think we are going to get on spectacularly Luna Princess." I smiled at him and took the hand he held out. "I am Mathias Dragonclaw, King of the Dragons, and this is my Queen Lola." "It is a pleasure to meet you both. You will have to bear with me, this whole supernatural lark is very new to me. I was introduced to it not even a year ago, so I am still surprised by things."

No one uttered a word after that, just staring at the baby then the eggs while trying to digest what they had just heard. What should have been a two-day visit turned to a three-week visit for Dante’s brother and cousin. Word had been sent to the Dragon king of what happened and he had given permission to bless perform two different ceremonies. One was to make the little prince and the king as one of their own then the next was to see through the hatching of the two fiery dragons. By the end of the ceremony, Dante and prince Kia Draco held a mark of the dragon on their shoulder. They were seen as dragons in the dragon kingdom, giving Dante and his son a second home. Flavia was so jealous it

"I want you to tell me the story of the dragons again. I know it's a legend now, but I like to call it a story." I see her smiling. "It has been years since you asked me for it," she states. "I thought I grew up enough for stories." "And now what has changed?" "I have started to forget it, and I want to refresh it in my memory again. There is a point that I have entirely forgotten, and I want to recover it ". "Fine then. Here it comes. Many years ago, dragons discovered the supreme good that the Earth could offer to any of its creatures. A red gem, which the king of dragons named "The Heart of Magic" because of its shape, resembled a heart.

"What did you mean, Princess? Do you know what kind of dragon that is?" Prince David looked around, getting ready for any possible attacks. "A blue dragon." I gulped before I proceeded to my scripted explanation. "A dragon that can manipulate heavenly elements such as lightning and thunder." "Well, that explains why its growl was accompanied by a thunder." Prince Martin nodded. "You seem to have a lot of knowledge about dragons, Princess." It was a statement not a question. But regardless, it sounded like one.

Valmore nodded, accepting what Mallik just said. "We only know about fairy drifters, we don't know about the dragons. Dragons are a race born in fairy, so it must be true. Only drifters have the ability to see us, so it must be true. It must be that Dragon drifter who tripped the drifter sensor" Valmore agreed. Mallik thought the same thing. "It's not the only thing I came across this time. I heard gossip that this dragon drifter's mate looks like the late princess Catherina and she must be Catherina's missing daughter" Mallik shared about the gossip that the entire summer realm is whispering about.

He was the deepest thinker of all, so it is natural that he never misses a point. “You are right, Dad C. The first type of dragons who produce their own power are known as ‘Imperial Dragons’. They mostly use their spirit animal’s energy which is the hardest to harness,” I answered patiently but was interrupted by Dad Valen. “Xador ?! Is he one of them ?” he asked.