Aether Dragon Novels & Stories

Chase asked. “The darker the shade, the stronger the beast,” Elder Victor said. “Do not question Typhon’s decision, this bond is for life,” Abeloth said and merged with me once again. “As with the merging of your dragon Sire Lucas, these two gray dragons are immensely powerful and yet their names would suggest that they are warriors as well, Brantley means fire and Abeloth means the creator of chaos,” Elder Michael said as they noted our dragons down in the books. “Thank you Elders,” Lucas said and I watched Chase’s face.

It matched the ring I had bought her and I smiled as I looked at it. “By the power granted to us we declare Rylee Grey the Drakaina of the Grey Lair and true fated bonded half of Sire Lucas Grey forevermore,” Elder Peter said. I felt the pull towards the realm of the dragons and when I opened my eyes, Rylee and I stood in a cave, similar to the one where I found Baz. There was a soft humming sound and a large black dragon appeared in front of us. I instinctively knew what to do and held my hand out to him where he made a cut on my palm and repeated the process with Rylee. I took her hand and our blood mingled once again.

she moved her attention to the other side of the plate, "These are dragons. And this here, what looks like a modest crown…." "Ok, honey, but what this all means? What is it?" Ethan was the first one to voice what everyone thought. Once she was back on the sofa, she spoke: "Roughly? A daughter of the dragon will tame the fire. And I'm pretty sure that fire here is not a literal fire." Everyone took their seats, still not understanding what this was all about. Kate and Richard were staring at Sarah long enough for everyone else to notice, so they looked at Sarah too.

He looked down and then back at her praying she knew how to start a fire. In there world each dragon fell under five categories. Fire dragons , mostly consisting of the color pink, red and orange, could breath fire. Earth dragons consisting of yellow, purple and brown, Where none fire breathers but could make the ground move however they needed it. Water dragons, mostly green and blue, they could breath water and also had healing properties. Air dragons, they consisted of grey and black they could blow strong wind currents with either there wings or breath. The last one was the most rarest of them all and that was the spirit dragon. They normally where pure white with silver tints. At night

he muttered, raising his sword, lightning sizzling around it, ready to throw his sword at the dragon when Layana placed a hand on his shoulder, “Aren't dragons quite smart… what if we simply try to talk to it, I read somewhere they serve masters… Can’t we somehow be at peace with it?” she asked her shield still held up. “You have a point, its master is the one that we called the dragon king of Ehlesaar, but its been centuries and the oath that bound these beasts is long forgotten… now they answer to no one…but it’s not that easy Layana… to tame a dragon is dangerous… and without the oath between them it is impossible…” Kayden said but none missed the confidence in Layana’s eyes

I replied thoughtfully “Ahem… Correct… In Dragon realm we have Dragon with their power capable of controlling this five spiritual elements of universe… this every Dragon who can control elements are called as Elemental Dragon… since their powers are more stronger in power than any other Dragon…. more over element Dragon are born blessed which allow then to control their power element of entire cosmos” Draco replied “I am Dragon of fire….one of Element Dragon…. because of my powers fires flames on earth are unintentionally attracted to me” Draco further replied

Her eyes never left her husband who was leaning against his chair. “We've ruled this kingdom for nine hundred years before Vincent's father took over. And now, his son." Mr Gael started. He pushed to rest his face on his right hand with a long sigh. " I've never set my eyes on a dragon this huge Roseline. That dragon isn't a shifter. It's what we have been looking for for the past generations,” he concluded. Roseline dropped the teacup on the well polished jade tray and raised her head to meet his eyes. "What are you trying to suggest? Coincidence happen–”

The air within the Pleasure of Dragons thrummed with magic. The clink of jeweled goblets, and the scent of exotic perfumes mingled with sweat. Qerev’nrys surveyed her domain, a slow, predatory smile stretching her lips. This was her masterpiece, a temple dedicated to sensation, where the ancient, insatiable appetites of Adistaktos's dragons found their deepest satisfaction and she found her money.

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.

Astrid marvels at the intricate web of their creation, attributed to the Sun god Helios. The Weredragons, too, drew him into their fiery domain. Born of the same sun deity, their essence was forged in the crucible of intense ether, granting them the awe-inspiring ability to spew forth torrents of fire. Leading this formidable clan is the figure known as the Dragon king who presides over their fiery realm.