Believers Imagine Dragons Novels & Stories

From the looks on these people's faces, though, it seemed like they wholeheartedly believed that they were in the presence of a god. Did fire dragons exist in these people's beliefs? Amidst his confusion, Wilbur made his way over to the remaining survivors on Keith's squad. These men were trembling all over, kneeling on the ground as they shouted for the Lord of Fire Dragons, praising it for its coming. In fact, Wilbur could even feel a mysterious power coming from these people over to himself.

RHEA'S POV: SONG OF THE CHAPTER: “Natural” BY Imagine Dragons ~~~ The mountain air is biting against my skin as we keep climbing, every breath pulling icy daggers into my chest. My visions have been relentless since last night; flashes of fire and scales, the roar of a dragon echoing in my head like it’s trying to claw its way into the waking world. I can’t shake it. I don’t want to. Something is waiting for us here, I know it with a certainty that rattles my bones.

Drake didn't yet fully recovered from his first fire injuries, so the second one made him lose his conscience, with excessive pain. "Your highness" Dale and the warriors rushed towards their king and surrounded him protectively. "Is he a dragon?" low murmurs began to erupt among the people. "Yes, he seems to be. Did you look at his wings?" Someone else said. "Yes, he is a dragon" someone else agreed. "A dragon in our midst? I heard they are vicious creatures. What is he doing here? Did he came here to kill us all?" Someone else suspected. "Did you look at his wings? They are so big. I am sure he must be huge in his Dragon form. He could crush us like bugs" someone said in horror.

Which would make being out and about nicer than being in a thunderstorm but wouldn’t provide as much cover as one, Aislen thought. “There’s Ember,” Cameron pointed to a spark high above them. “Which means that Samuel’s probably up there somewhere. He disappears into the night sky.” “Do you think they’re right, and that they’re the last of their kind?” Aislen wondered. “They would know better than we would,” Heath answered. “But I hope not. I like the idea of a world with dragons in it,” he smiled as he watched the speck move in the sky. “I guess we grew up so isolated within the pack, that other supernaturals didn’t seem totally real. I mean, sure, witches and vampires, but stuff like dragon

“When I was in Salem, I followed a thread while meditating that took me to a sleeping creature in darkness it opened its eyes and said I wasn’t supposed to be their yet, then when we came here, I saw the creature again only it was a dragon he said his name was Gibbes and he was protecting the gate." “If you met the protector of the gate, that means you are supposed to help protect it.” “How am I supposed to do that?” I asked confused, “I’m not even from hell.” “I don’t think it is a coincidence that you can speak to dragons. You are here because you need to be. The Heaven plane may not think so, but our planes of existence do impact the earth plane and I think you are here to help protect it

“And now they are sitting in my house demanding the money Meryl owes! Where the hell will I give them from?” Disbelief cruised through her mind as Valerie stared at Judith without blinking her eyes. Did she hear it correctly? Brishor and Chezzal? From Galdere? So the dragons had come to collect their little mate and this was the explanation they gave to Judith. Her heart started racing like a wild horse and she had to pass this information to Lord Alburn. This was as if she was sitting on a gold mine and it was about to blast if she didn’t douse the fuse of the dynamite it was lit with. The two dragons were in the human realm. What if with Alburn’s help, she killed them. So much of their blo

As the imperial guards surround us, Primus knows that the dark places await him. "NO!" I roar as my body grows smaller and my voice the strangled cry of a hurt and frightened woman. Wrapping my arms and wings around him, I place my hands over his and push down on the wound, my eyes focused on the surrounding guards. "Don't you dare die on me, Primus!" I wish I could push some of myself into him, to give him my vitality. But that is not how dragons are designed. We do not have that type of magic.

, he chuckled at that, “We need to scatter around and gather more of these if we are lucky we might meet with an elder dragon” *** They sat across each other, pamphlets scattered about before them. “There’s no way in hell these people have a dragon”, Dragomir said. “How can you tell?” "This is a very sleazy depiction of a dragon, this green-looking beast is nothing close to what an actual dragon looks like”, he wrapped the paper and tossed it to the wall behind Raisel, a little bit above her head. “Well, there's no harm in actually trying, we just need to check the dates…"

"But I don't know how I'm supposed to go on without her." The three of them exchanged a very strange look that was filled with panic and dread. It was probably because of our upbringing. Dragons were not supposed to be week. Not their leader. No way. And to see their ferocious leader so broken and weak, must have given them a worse shock than death. It was true that if my weakness got out, there will be fresh new cases of rebels, every single day. Master smiled sadly. "We'll help you, Draco. We'll all be here for you.You have to think about Damian. This might be worse for him and it is for you "

Mostly badly injured. The Dragons are a pack without a leader. If they rebuild it will take them a while. We can pray they don't return, but nothing's guaranteed. For now, we will celebrate. Put Torrent behind us. I've ended my nightmare. I've righted all my wrongs. I've made David's death mean something. I set out and did what I was always meant to do. Save my people. I started this, a total wreck. Bent on revenge.