Believers Imagine Dragons Novels & Stories

Emmeline's mind was fracturing. She'd just witnessed three men transform into dragons. Massive, terrifying creatures that breathed ice and fire that tore at each other with claws fangs and primal fury. Dragons. Her entire worldview, everything she'd been taught, everything she believed about the world and God's creation, had just shattered like glass against stone. Her hands trembled as she clutched the pectoral cross tighter, her lips moving in silent prayer. But the words felt hollow, meaningless against what she'd just witnessed.

Lucian’s handprints painted her skin. “It’s not demons or anything.” I chuckled, thinking of the few that I knew. I could never worship any of those sex-crazed crazies. “A lot of shifters worship her. The goddess, but dragons are much older than that. We were there when men were still hiding in caves afraid of fire. It makes sense, we were the fire.” “Hm. Does that mean that you were around then?” “Not quite that old. I’ve only been alive for a few hundred years. Lucian is much older than me.”

Apart from the modern human world , the earth , another parallel world existed , a whole world on its own that was connected to earth through a secret portal . The other world , was filled with dragos , magicians , witches , mystical creatures and demons . A world that humans think it only exists in fairytales for children............but no ! It was real and this magical world was ruled by king Damien PenDraco , a pure dragon . The PenDraco famiy's dragons were the strongest among the other dragons . Dragons in this world were a bit different from normal dragons . They had the form similar to human . They could transform into dragons too but most of the time they remained in a human form bo

April's words ring in my mind. They are dragons. The fuck! As if dragons can ever exist. I am sure it's some voodoo type of shit. That's the only logical explanation that is there. It has to be some kind of magic because cause there is no way someone can move that fast. He blows on the Sandwich, and it turns to crisp in my very eyes. Like his breath of made out of fire or something! Breath made of fire!!!!! That's clearly what a dragon does! My mind refused to believe such atrocities. I can't stomach it, so I believe in most delusion possibilities which magic, yeah magicians are everywhere. It has to be that, I am sure, and they are trying to frighten me with it.

After seeing this, they began to doubt their eyes. “We can’t keep going forward. This ghastly growl is powerful. It’s a ghost king, at the very least. On top of that, there are so many resentful spirits in the blood river. If we go there, we’ll be dead for sure,” Freya Mayer said. “What do you propose?” Alex asked. “Yeah, Miss Mayer. You people from Exorcist Dragons are the best at dealing with supernatural beings like these. If you have any way to help us, hurry up and do it! Now isn’t the time to hold back,” Darven Mikail said.

She knew one fall from there would put her back in the bed she so desperately got away from. Her eyes scanned the field again as a smile was plastered to her face. She was so intrigued and mesmerized by the area she couldn’t believe something so beautiful was here. The space was large enough to accommodate two dragons to open there wings and fly. They wouldn’t be able to go far but at least they could open there wings. She was happy, the beauty of dragons should not be kept hidden if it can be helped. She will purpose to Asrar that one of these be built in every city and run by a trusted person.

My fated mate shut me out of our bond for the ninety-ninth time just as the last spark of dragonfire inside me began to die. I walked into the Oath Hall of Obsidian Keep alone. Black stone stretched beneath my feet, cold enough to bite through my slippers, and every step made the cracked channels around my dragon core grind deeper into my chest. “I’m here to renounce the Obsidian Court and dissolve my life-bond with the Dragon Lord.” The clerk took in my bloodless face and lowered his voice. “Lady Ashton, once I set the seal, the Court will no longer be required to protect you. Are you certain?” My dragonfire had been unstable since birth, leaving me weaker than most dragonkin. When I was te

Every word bit into my flesh as he continued to tell his terrible story. "Let me tell you a little bit about your father. Obviously you know now that he was what we called the King of the Dragons. A god amongst us if you will. Blood Dragons are well known for their blood magic and it's a powerful one at that. If he so much as wanted to, he could explode a mountain with just a snap of his fingers." Drake snapped his fingers to make a point. "He was revered as the greatest Dragon. He was compassionate, but also extremely stubborn." He gave me a pointed look before continuing.

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 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.