Beautiful Fantasy Dragons Novels & Stories

The boys watched in amazement as Dynaris Shifted into the most beautiful fiercest dragon they had ever seen. As Dynaris shifted into her dragon form, the air around her seemed to shimmer and transform. Her body elongated, her limbs morphing into powerful wings and claws. Her scales glistened in the sunlight, a mesmerizing blend of iridescent blues and greens that seemed to shift and change color as she moved. Her dragon form was unlike anything I had ever seen before. She was massive, with wings that stretched wide enough to cast a shadow over the entire courtyard. Her eyes burned with a fierce inner light, a piercing intelligence that seemed to gleam with a fierce power.

Zergenth, Protector of The Sky. Draco was surrounded by dragon spirits on the surface of the lake. The five dragon spirits hovered majestically and full of charisma over the surface of the lake. Draco looked at them so mighty and powerful. Each of them was surrounded by its own elements. Fire. Wind. Lightning. Plants. Metal. Rocks. Ice. Snow. Draco's face looked up, eyes wide with surprise, at a loss for words. He had goosebumps all over his body. The dragons’ aura was so dominating and beautiful at the same time.

The Only option left for him was to continue to change techniques. He shouted the devil's dragon appeared. He raised his both hands into the sky. Suddenly, about hundreds of dragons appeared. They were strange spiritual animals with double heads with big teeth and could walk with their four legs and they could crawl on their belly. They could jump and sustain in the mid-air.

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 dragons were everything that the other races were and more; they were beautiful, str

The first thing my eyes landed on was the huge lake directly in front of me, although it must have been five miles away, it was impressive in size, the water as clear blue as I had ever seen, the sun reflecting off its surface only added to the beauty, but surprisingly it wasn't entirely the lake itself that had drawn my eyes in that direction but the dragons flying above it. I had seen hundreds of pictures of dragons over the years, some depicted in films or books, others caricatures or artwork and not one of the images had managed to capture the true look of the beast. The most surprising I think was the colour, instead of the usual green or back scales they were depicted with, the three b

I opened it and noticed the printing was only on a few pages it was no longer blank like it was earlier, maybe magic decided I needed to read the red one first. I shrugged as I sat back down and read the four pages that were available. they all basically said that dragons can be born from humans but if they are from an egg that the mother decides when the egg hatches. If they want a dragonkin in the near future it can be done but if they want to wait? well it says mother can keep that egg safe without every worrying if it will spontaneously hatch. I did find a small paragraph on female dragons that said they are celestial beings and the male dragon only has to wish upon a star and his dragon

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

“What? When, brother?” Ghaeron forced himself to share the tale of his great shame, one that he had shared with no one since the early days of life on Edon. “Shortly after Mother and Father had brought forth the first life here on Edon, I became fascinated with the complex weaving of mystical forces that had been utilized to do so. Such variety of living creatures had come into being! Humans, Elves, Dwarves, Minotaurs, and a host of lesser known beings, all benign and given great potential for growth. Growth is one of the constants of the universe, as you know. It is ingrained into the essence of Dragons.”

“You are so beautiful, dark dragon,” Madchen reached her arms around his neck, never wavering her gaze. “As are you, Madchen, and I love you,” Drago crashed his lips onto hers, searing her mouth with his passion.Black wings erupted from his back, engulfing Madchen in a cocoon of protection. He didn’t care that he was standing stark naked in front of his gathering family, all he cared about was that Madchen accepted him for what he was, a dragon who had found his mate.

"Tell me everything your parents told you about my family." I sighed, a shameful blush coating my ears. I could still feel the burn behind my ear. It felt raw, especially as blood rushed in a telltale flush. "They told me a lot of things. And, I'm going to preface this by saying I thought the dragon thing was a metaphor. I didn't know it was a literal thing." Thane laughed suddenly. "So sirens, sorceresses, chimeras, all valid and real, but you draw the line at water dragons?"