Arcane Dragons Novels & Stories

"The highest level of magic is level 10 spells. These spells require a high level of mana that only pink-eye dragons have. Therefore, it would take 5 average dragons to work together to perform just one level 10 spell." "Then what's the highest level of spell normal dragons can use?" "If they have strong mana, they can get up to level 6, the odd level 7 spell. But, on the other hand, the average dragon with a normal level of mana can only learn up to level 3 with the odd level 4 spell. So when someone uses a level of spell higher than they can manage, they need a second dragon to help them fuel the mana requirement." "What level do you think I am?"

Creature Name: Draco (Named by David Sanchez) Scientific Name: Grandis Serpentis Draco Classification: Soul-evolved Animal (Ultraspecies) Basic Description: An absurdly powerful reptile that has evolved the ability to crudely manipulate fire transformed from its soul’s natural psionic energy. Physical Appearance:

My fist clenched so hard that frost spread across the desk. He exhaled loudly. “You know how powerful he is, Draven. If you suppress Karl for long, he'll force control…it will be catastrophic.” I knew that already, better than anyone. Karl is not like other dragons. He is stronger, more violent and far less stable which was exactly why women died around me. I finally turned to Ariel “That...is exactly why I will stay away from her.” His brows pulled together. “You think distance will solve this?” “Yes.”

Draven. Even his name sounds mysterious. There is nothing on him that gives me a hint of what creature he is but I know whatever it is has to be magnificent. The color of his hair only, which is almost silver, is something rare and unnatural. “What is he?” My voice was too soft. “He’s a weredragon.” Wait what? A dragon? I'm actually looking at a living dragon? I have only heard of them in folktales. “An actual dragon?” “Rare, but yes.” Lucien turns slightly to watch my face. “You really don’t know much about the supernatural world, do you?”

“Alaric Vortemont. The vampire. He’s the one with those molten-silver eyes, always looking like he can peer into your very soul and tear it apart. He’s heir to one of the oldest vampire bloodlines in the world.” Mina jumped in, her tone smooth yet serious. “Then there’s Kade Thorne, the brooding werewolf. Tall, dark-haired, forever shoving his hands in his pockets like the universe has offended him. He’s Alpha-born, dangerously quiet, a real liability if you annoy him, especially on a full moon.” Caleb smirked, thrilled to add his piece. “And let’s not forget Damien Drakaris, the dragon. With his golden eyes and a sharp smile, it’s like he’s always plotting how to set the world ablaze. His f

His face squeezed up sourly in confusion at his thought. "What the hell am I thinking?" he mumbled to himself and exhaled, fixing his gaze on Darius who likely contemplated on the fact of if the information he had was safe to share. “Then is Kyle really…” he stopped the insanity from leaving his mouth. There's no way he's really… “A dragon, yes he is. And so is Aragon… oh, I mean, Aaron.” Darius corrected and his mouth could only remain in a gape. “There are many others around you, they've all just basically merged in with– the times.”

he answered with all confidence, “I have a strong foundation of knowledge about dragons from the chronicle of Antonio … Hmm … Alright, come and test me if you want.” Larice studied him, hinting no delight at the intelligence he’s bragging. However, if he knew any lead about what she’s searching for, then he might prove himself useful in her hunt. “What do you know about multiple-headed dragons?” she asked, her voice turned serious. Estevan blinked. “Hyborns, you mean?” “Hyborns?” He nodded. “The golden rulers of all dragons, if that is what you’re referring to. Why’d you ask?”

He looked at Drake before continuing. "This is how I know what I do. With knowing all of this, I have to be careful about how I proceed with my life. A simple slip-up can be the difference between life and death. There have only ever been three types of beings that the book can't foresee properly. I figure it's because they share the same traits, seeing the past, present, and future. Oracles, who have been around for centuries. Some believe the book created them. The second is Dragons. They hold the oldest kind of magic. This a true, Dacian." Malcolm said. "How come it can't see Dacian?" I asked.

Like for example the scroll, an objective only` heard about but on the Lord Dragons possess. Kade has been to sanctuary, the land of dragons. Dragons never interact with outsiders but at a rare chance they might be mates, it is said they are possessive and be borderline caveman. On the arch gate in bold letters creatively framed along with burnt tips reads dragon clan sanctuary.

His jaw was set tight, and I could tell he hated this place as much as I did. As we settled into seats near the back, Arman handed us a brochure of the day’s auction items. My hands trembled as I flipped through it. The first page showed two caged dragonlings. One had sapphire-like shimmering scales, while the other was darker, tinged with purple. "They’re really here," I whispered, feeling my chest tighten. Arabel nodded, her expression tense. "That’s them. The missing dragonlings."