Dragons Stories

Lyanna Tyrell, princess of Highgarden, was raised in comfort and light, her childhood seemingly untouched by fear. Yet since she was very young, she has been haunted by the same nightmare: a dragon tearing her from her home. On her eighteenth birthday, that dream begins to take form. Her father tells her she has been betrothed to Aerion Targaryen of House Targaryen, grandson of the King of Westeros, a man feared throughout the realm as Aerion the Monstrous for his cruelty and vile acts. Lyanna begs not to leave Highgarden or be bound to a monster, but her father is unmoved. This marriage, he insists, is her duty. A Tyrell joined to House Targaryen will secure their house's future. As Lyanna is forced toward a fate she dreads, she must face a truth she has feared since childhood: her nightmares were never just dreams-they were a warning. If you have any suggestions or any questions and just want to leave feedback please leave a comment!

She took his hand then and placed it-not ceremoniously, not dramatically-against her abdomen. Still flat beneath fabric. Still unchanged to the eye. His breath caught. "There," she said. "You're officially present." He didn't move. Barely breathed. "I don't feel anything." "It's early." "So it's ignoring me." She smirked. "Much like its parents." He snorted despite himself. "Rude." She leaned back, head resting against the stone wall. "You can talk, if you like." He stared at her. "To the child." "Yes." "What would I say." "Whatever you'd say to anyone you intend to terrify and protect simultaneously." He considered that, then leaned closer, lowering his voice as if the sea itself might overhear. "You will not be weak," he murmured. "You will not be small. And no one will ever touch you without consequence." Ariella hummed. "Subtle." "It's honest." She turned her head to look at him. "Try again. Less threat. More... reassurance." He grimaced. "I don't reassure." "You're doing fine." He sighed and tried again, awkwardly sincere. "You're... wanted." Her expression softened fully now. "And," he added, "your mother is very irritating but extremely competent." She laughed quietly. "Careful. I'll tell it you said that." He glanced down at her stomach, then back at her face. "It doesn't move." "Not yet." He frowned. "I expected something more dramatic." "Patience," she said. "Even dragons take time." They sat like that for a while, firelight flickering, the sea marking time beyond the walls. Eventually, Ariella shifted and yawned, the fatigue of the day finally asserting itself. Daemon noticed immediately. "You should sleep." "I will." "Now." "In a moment." Dragonstone stood watch-men loyal, banners snapping, a dragon coiled in the heights. Inside, two formidable people sat quietly with the smallest, strangest certainty either had ever known.

Hi, so here is another new story I'm starting to write. This is not the usual thing I would have written, but here is a Jurassic World fanfic. I won't say much here since I have a separate chapter with some information for you. But I can tell you that Chapter 1 starts a little over a year before the events of the first Jurassic World movie. The plan is to start a while before the film and gradually lead into the movie's plot as the story progresses. I hope you enjoy it!

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GoT spin-off with my own OC warning: this wil be a gxg one so... --- Prologue - The Girl With No Name Long before the world would know her as a queen. Before dragons bowed their heads. Before songs were written of her victories. There was only a girl in the shadows. The assassins of **Braavos** did not believe in mercy. They believed in discipline. In silence. In death. The guild was older than most kingdoms. A network of killers hidden beneath temples, taverns, and merchant houses across **Essos**. Those who entered rarely left. Children were taken young. Names erased. Identities stripped away. Only skill mattered. Nymeria had been brought there when she was five. She did not remember the people who sold her. Only fragments remained in her memory. Sunlight. Sand. A woman's voice singing. Dark eyes like her own. And fire. Always fire. --- ---The Training--- The guild masters noticed her quickly. Not because she was the strongest. But because she was relentless. She was faster than the older children. More patient. More observant. She did not rush. She waited. Watched. Calculated. If another trainee swung wildly with a blade, Nymeria would step aside and strike their ribs with brutal precision. If they attacked with anger, she disarmed them. If they hesitated, she struck. By twelve she was already sparring with grown assassins. By fourteen she had her first contract. A corrupt merchant in **Pentos**. She killed him in silence. A dagger through the throat while he slept. Clean. Efficient. Emotionless. The guild masters approved. But there were whispers about her. Not about her skill. About her blood. ---

Istaroth had been following the traveler on his journey. Watching how he and Paimon met the Archons and wrote the fate of their Nations. Now in Fontaine, as the Trial was coming to an end, Istaroth decided to set her eyes on the actress who has betrayed everyone's expectations. Reaction!AU. Sovereigns are confused. Fontaine's a gossip and drama loving nation! Morax had to calm Venti down.

Sent back to the years before the Dance of the Dragons, Rhaenyra carries memories of betrayal, dragonfire, and the slow extinction of her family's greatest power. She knows who will rise against her. She knows how the war ends. But fate is not so easily undone and the gods are expecting a lot. To save her claim and the last dragons of House Targaryen, Rhaenyra must decide. Will she outmanoeuvre destiny... or end up making things worse.

Look at that amazing cover art by @sweettner Please check her out below! https://my.w.tt/qyi9NG3Lb5 - Sheila, the beautiful sheet black wolf is an undeniable outcast in her pack. She had lived in isolation most of her life, not because the pack hates her, they are scared of the curse that the "shadow wolf" carries. Once she turns eighteen, she has the choice to stay in the pack or leave. Not wanting to get anyone but herself involved with the curse she decides to leave. Though her plan gets thrown off the rails when she accidentally comes across a certain dragons den. She knew the second she laid her eyes on his beautiful electric blue ones, her life and everything she thought she knew, was going to change. - *COMPLETED* Top Score: #4 in Werewolf; 7/2/2020 #4 in Romance 29/11/2019 #1 in Magic 7/11/2019 #1 in Dragon 7/11/2019

After being kidnapped and thrown into a VRMMORPG, 17-year-old Suzuki Mato must find the line between his real and in-game personalities before it kills him. ***** Following the death of his popular online persona, seventeen-year-old Suzuki Mato decides it's time to retire from professional VR gaming. However, his plans are abruptly cut short when he's kidnapped from his high school and forced to be a guinea pig for Genaco Gaming, the world's largest esports and entertainment company. Armed with nothing but his wit and a new online persona, he's thrown headfirst into the virtual reality of "Live No Evil," a VRMMORPG littered with overpowered bosses, secretive NPCs, and backstabbing gods. His mission? Find a way to conquer this new world and get back at the company that took over his life, all while avoiding 'Parallel' -- a condition that would make it impossible to separate his real and virtual personalities. Because in a world obsessed with VR gaming, Parallel means death, and Suzuki just doesn't have time for that... [Parallel Vol. 1 & Vol. 2 out now, Vol. 3 coming soon] Content/Trigger Warning: some transphobic language

(First draft - unedited) Evangeline Winterbourne thrives on the unknown. Driven by an unrelenting curiosity, she has spent her life chasing what history tried to erase. Unearthing ancient knowledge, deciphering forgotten languages, and dragging buried civilizations back into the light. Discovery is what she does best. It has never failed her. Until one expedition does more than leave its mark. Deep within a dense forest, Evangeline and her team uncover an ancient temple tied to a lost civilization. What they find inside refuses to stay buried. Whatever stirred there follows her home, settling beneath her skin, awakening something long dormant. Because Evangeline is not entirely human. Drakonian blood runs through her veins, a fractured legacy passed down through generations. Heightened strength. Accelerated healing. A heritage she never fully understood. Until now. As strange coincidences begin to stack and ancient artifacts whisper of memory and chaos, Evangeline realizes the past isn't finished with her. An ancient presence is stirring, one bound to her blood and to the choices her curiosity keeps leading her to. And it wants to be found.

THIS STORY IS NOW FREE! When a newlywed princess discovers her Prince Charming is married to six other royals, she brings the outraged spouses together to plot revenge. But will their story have a fairy tale ending? ***** Marrying Prince Charming was supposed to be the key to Princess Ashley's happily ever after. Instead, the princess finds herself abandoned for months at a time while Charming slays dragons and fights ogres in distant lands. Frustrated and lonely, she invites six neighboring royals -- five princesses and one prince -- to her kingdom for a week-long gala, hoping to ask for marriage advice. But after a few glasses of chardonnay, the truth comes out: there's only one Prince Charming, and they're all married to him. Obviously, Prince Charming must die. But as the royals set out on a dangerous quest for revenge, they must face foul-smelling armies, dark magic, evil stepsisters, and a troubling shortage of face cream. Soon they uncover an even more dastardly plot, and to save the Seven Kingdoms, the royals must risk everything to rewrite their Happily Ever After.

Hundreds of years of peace are shattered when a religious crusade is started by a royal family believed to be chosen by the God of humans to cleanse the world. War will threaten the stability of not just a single kingdom or continent, but shake the fabric of the known world in this magical action packed story from a world unlike any other.

How would you react to waking up after an accident in the body of a Pokémon called Noivern? Along with an inconvenient system that forces you to complete missions to level up and earn a chance to return home? I guess all that's left is to overcome the system, or accept that this new world is your home. | Pokémon x How to Train Your Dragon | English is not my first language.

A story about Sang, the first ever female to receive the mark of a dragon. Entering a world where males reign supreme, she struggles to prove that a woman has what it takes to be a great rider. Even if the dragon she's paired with is stubborn, moody, and would never let a human, least of all her, control him. What happens when the Academy-a school for the dragon riders and other magical beings-sends out nine of their best students with the task of searching for this new rider? Will they accept her with open arms? Follow Sang and the Blackbourne team on their journey full of love, war, and friendship. ****This is an RH and is a fanfiction based off of CL Stone's series, Ghost Bird.

Her village burned. Her family died. And while running for her life, she stumbled upon a hidden dragon egg. For six months, Liora survived alone in the wilderness with the silver dragon who hatched in her arms. But when the Dragon Riders finally find them, she is dragged to an Academy ruled by nobles-where a girl of her status has no right to a dragon. Inside those walls, danger takes a new shape. There, she's caught between two riders: - Aiden, the charming rider who openly protects her, defends her, and treats her like she belongs. - Kael, the cold prodigy who trains her in secret, pushes her harder than anyone else... and is tangled in secrets he refuses to share. Liora has only one goal: Keep her dragon safe. But the creature that destroyed her village is still hunting. And the Academy-filled with ambition,and lies, -might be even more dangerous than the monster that burned her home.

WATTPAD BOOKS EDITION. Bound by fate. Divided by duty. Yenni has never been this far from home. With only her wits, her strength, and her sacred runelore, the fierce Yirba warrior princess is alone in the Empire of Cresh. It's a land filled with strange magics and even stranger people-all of whom mistrust anyone who's different. But Yenni will prove herself, and find the cure for her father's wasting illness. She will not fail. No one warned her about the dragons. Especially not about him. Yet there is something powerful and compelling about the violet-black dragon known as Weysh. In human form he's muscular, beautiful-and completely infuriating. What kind of arrogant creature claims a stranger as his Given; as his destined mate? Yenni is no man's-or dragon's-plaything. But other magics must be at work here, because Weysh might just be her best hope at finding the answers she seeks. Only now Yenni can't tell if she's fighting an attraction to a dragon . . . or fighting fate itself.

Aeloria Targaryen Youngest daughter of King Visery Targaryen and Queen Alicent Hightower The One-eyed Princess The Mistake This is how others describe her, her family, the maesters, and even other nobles. But to her teachers, knights, maids, and even those from Flea Bottom Aeloria was determined, strong, a genius. The perfect Ruler This soon ended when she died at 15, the night before her wedding to the man that took her eye. She took flight on Vhagar, The Queen of Dragons, and ended up stuck in a storm. Lightning struck, causing the two to fall to the cold ocean, ending their life. The Queen mourned for her daughter, her brothers and sister could only watch in their own distraught. But no one mourned than those she helped, those she gave hope to. Shock filled the family at just how many mourned, who cried for the young girl, who mourned their queen. However.. It seems Aeloria's time isn't finished just yet... (I have never watched HOTD so I'm so sorry if I mess up) Dagur x Fem!Aemond x Mala

The tale of Visenya Velaryon and Cregan Stark. Visenya Velaryon, young Princess of Dragonstone, is determined to prove herself worthy of her blood and protect her kin as the realm teeters on the edge of chaos. Far in the North, the young Lord of Winterfell- solemn, steadfast, and born to lead- grows into his destiny. Their paths collide once more, and the embers of an old bond flare hot amid rising shadows. But the Greens have seized Rhaenyra's throne, and war sweeps towards them like a storm, sparing neither the brave nor the beloved. As the realm burns and loyalties are tested, Visenya must confront the question that haunts all who bear the name Targaryen: When the coin is cast, will she rise to greatness... or fall to madness?

Alia wasn't supposed to be there. One moment she was reading about dragons, riders, and a war. The next, she woke up inside the brutal world of Basgiath War College - where failure means death and every event is leading up to the ending she doesn't know. She knows who will survive. She knows who won't. Until the end of book three. Knowledge is dangerous in a world where power is everything. When her signet manifests she realizes the truth: if anyone learns both what she can do and what she knows, she'll never make it out of Basgiath alive. So she hides the truth. Pretends she belongs. And tries not to change the story too much, no matter how much she want's to save the characters she loves so much. OC x Liam - book 1 | OC x **** - book 2&3 | OC x ***** - end game Isekai Series | A Empyrean Fan-Fiction series. This is a story about a girl who loves the books, who ends up in the world itself. Battling with her heart and head on saving and helping the characters she has fallen in love with. Oh, and trying to survive. This is book one out of what I'm planning to be five, following along with Rebecca Yarros's Empyrean series. I do not own the story or the characters, only Alia.

This is the story of Princess Eiraella Targaryen, princess of the blood. A daughter of King Viserys I Targaryen and his loved wife, Queen Aemma Arryn, twin sister of princess and heir to the iron throne Rhaenyra Targaryen. This is the story of how Eiraella lived in the house of the dragon as a dragonless princess and the youngest member of a small council. Only Princess Eiraella is my character yet. The plot will follow the TV show, but there will be some changes. English is not my first language, so there may be many grammar mistakes and so on. It is my first fanfiction and I hope you will like it.