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She nods her head at me and we both shift. Surprising I am much bigger than these dragons. Malayah has gotten bigger as well. She is bigger than the average wolf. “Every time they shift I am amazed,” says Derek. “They’re beautiful,” says Ivy. “It is an honor to finally meet you young one. I am Katla, the elder fire dragon. This here is Lumi, the elder ice dragon. Chandra, the elder water dragon. Anil, the elder wind dragon and Terran, the elder earth dragon. Together we have ensured the dragons survival here in the elf realm. We have looked forward to your return and lead us home.”

I say. “I had no idea,” Flavius responds. “Alira plays a major part in dragon culture. Anyways back to the story, I was going to tell,” I laugh at myself for getting distracted. He nods, urging me to continue. "Thousands of years ago, before dragons or humans walked the Earth, there was a goddess, Alira. Alira was the goddess of war, fire, and wrath. Though she was powerful, she was also lonely and jealous; many of the other gods had created their own races to live on earth, such as the fae and the elves. Alira wanted the creation of her own. Thus, she made dragons. She was very proud of her creation, as the

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Rori looked around for Destiny and Andy, but she could no longer find them, looking around frantically she heard the blood-curdling roar again and as she rose to her feet, she heard the large glass wall behind her shatter as a magnificently dark red scales and wings came crashing through the wall. Rori shielded her eyes but screamed as soon as she felt a heavy weight grip her around the waist. As she moved her hands to fight the foreign assailant she heard the unmistakable rumble of Murdok’s voice. “Rori,” was the only word he spoke, and as Rori’s eyes traveled from the gigantic black and red scaled claw wrapped around her up the muscular appendage until she stopped at the most magnificent a

The owner looked at me with confusion and remarks, "Great, another one who's gone crazy. Must be the 'Stuart's' genes." "What do you mean by that?" I glared at him "Oh right. This one's defective. The Stuarts are known for their folklore about dragons and all that. Your father even took it up to a notch waging a war with his imaginary dragons just because he won't let his daughter be the bride." "Watch what you say about my dad." "Geez, even the temper is there." He mocks I ignored him as I carried the books all the way back home. I read as much as I could about dragons. It's been said in these bo

It's so astonishing that he's unable to take his eyes off of hers. But then he grips the reign of his behaviour and replies with a silly smile, "...You see...I meditate frequently. Can you guess why?" Erin nods her head in negative which causes him to speak again, "We dragons are the legendary creatures throughout the history of civilization. We're God's vessel and considered to be equal to the angels. That's why we lived very long lives and saw humans and other living beings changing through the time. At the time, I envied them for having such a life full of surprises when mine was like stuck in a sand clock. When dragons feel

Farther still, across storm-choked seas, lay Drakonis. A land of scaled kings, where volcanoes bled fire and mountains roared with ancient thunder. Dragons ruled the skies—massive shadows blotting out the sun, their roars shaking the world. Beneath, basilisks slid through molten tunnels and hydras waited in frozen cliffs. Fire was Drakonis’s heartbeat, its rulers claiming dominion through fear. Yet even dragons bowed to the Accord, knowing unchecked rage would scorch every realm. And at the edges of everything sprawled the Obsidian Wilds—

If she even knows herself, that is. She is a freaking dragon. An actual, living dragon. What can dragons even do, what are they like?! Little is known of them – only whispers and half-forgotten legends remain. Can they breathe fire? Do they actually have a thing for treasures? Are they even a separate being, like our wolves?

Ember’s hands had gone in instinctual protection to cradle the evidence of her pregnancy and her eyes met his in shared distress. Salamen’s words had truth behind them, Samuel acknowledged to himself as he crossed to stand with Ember, putting his arm around her, but he would never let Ember know of it. “We dragons have had multiple births this season,” he told the assembled dragons. “More than every season preceding it for decades. Across multiple bloodlines. Ember is right. Whilst the corporeal forms of the Goddess and Gods have disappeared from our world, and their descendants are under attack, the fact that

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I sat down on the chair facing the sofa and I let my eyes return to normal. “The moment the King lays eyes on Abigail he’ll want her to bond with Prince Nicu. The strongest dragon in existence is the gray dragon. The silver white dragon is next in line, then comes the violet dragon and so on. Royal Dragons have always been what is known as Russian Violet, the darkest shade. We all know the darker the shade the stronger the dragon.” “A woman born of a man with a strong dragon is desirable but the bond has always been respected.” If we were normal people Sorin would’ve been right, but we weren’t.

Wynter giggled. We ate breakfast and Wynter seemed like himself. Echo slept a lot and Abeloth said that’s what baby dragons needed to do, they grew when they slept. I had called the Elders of Florida to inform them that Wynter had merged with his dragon and they outright laughed at me.