Shade Arjuun

When the time has turned ripe, Ginger has to leave his home in the Wild.

 A young, awakening dragon like himself, even as a halfling, can’t remain in a world where he will eventually be seen as a monster, after all.

Thus, with the help of an infamous Shaman, Ginger is transported to Ravi, a land where dragons reign supreme, lording over land, law, and the lesser races that fill the continent.

To learn from scratch what his fellow dragons can do – which is far, far more than flying, breathing fire, and compelling with mere sight – Ginger starts his adventure at a prestigious Institute for dragonlings of all kinds.

Ah, the typical adventure countless youngsters like him in other inspired Novel Verses have endured.

But not quite.

For Ginger isn’t your typical dragon, and neither is he a common scrub. Of course, he is not.

The rule of dragons, the long Tallies of time they have ruled... may be coming to an end.

Is he tied to such an event of the ages?

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Story will also be available on Royal Road under the name Shade Arjuun. (The free chapters only)

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Disclaimer:

This novel is a slow burn. If these kinds of stories bother you, then you probably won't like it, though I hope you try it before concluding.

The story also follows a 7:3 ratio between school events and outside adventures respectively, both of which center around Slice of Life, Action, 'Magic', Drama, and several other subgenres.

And yes, there is Slice of Life.

At least reach chapter 16 before opting out.

(PS: Cover isn't mine.)

The Odd Dragon Out: Reckoning of the Cinder-Born

He secretly beat himself up for not entertaining the idea that if his current vision showed him the innards of the large Blighted, the same would happen when he looked at Alcaeus. It was common sense! 


However, the tension of the situation, paired with his rage at the gall of Alcaeus to say what he had just said, had steered his mind from his usual curiosity and keen thinking. 


In Alcaeus' place, Ginger saw a pile of bones with a soft, boyish outline around them; two hearts were entrusted to their care, along with a stok and vague, complex networks – the more pronounced one for blood, and the one traced along it, for Kardia. 


The whole visual caught the plump dragonling off guard. Suddenly having a skull with its two large sockets staring at you wasn't at all pleasing, especially when you were least expecting it. Quite frankly, this was more daunting to Ginger when it happened with the large Blighted. 


Enemy of My Enemy Is An Enemy