Celestia Dragon Novels & Stories

Reves said as he bow his head while the right hand was on his hand, the way he bow is like a prince. "Aww, what a sweet man!"The dragon commented. "Pleasure to see such a wonderful dragon's. My name is Mae Rhiza Dravile."Mae said with a smile on her face. "What a gorgeous woman!"They said. "Hello, my name is Liam Zeri Lapas."He said with a smile. The dragon look at him, "Lapas? Is you and Deity are related?" Zelia answered, "Yes. He's my little brother."

In walks Tirian, Ryota, Rock, and Calex. “This is Tirian, Ryota, Rock, and Calex. They are all gemstone dragons. Tirian is a blue sapphire dragon, while Rock is a white sapphire dragon. Ryota is a tourmaline dragon and Calex is a citrine dragon.” I say. “Hi, I am Ty.” She replied. “Nice to meet you, Luna.” Rock states.

Alice relaxes a little, “She always woke up gasping and saying her chest hurt. Tru also said she was cold. The doctor assured us she wasn’t in real pain.” I nod, not wanting to explain that I could tell Tru was in real pain. Flipping through the papers, I finally came to some drawings. The first is of a red serpent-like beast. It takes everything to keep my expression the same as I realize the “monster” is me. “Was the dragon always asleep?” I ask, trying to keep the excitement from my voice. This drawing means Tru dreamed about me. It proves dragons do have destined mates, and she’s mine. Whoever Ges is doesn’t matter. I now have proof that Tru is mine.

I was the lowest-born black serpent in the Serpent Clan, yet the Dragon Court's most honored crown prince chose me as his bride. He gave up his betrothal to my sister, surrendered his place as heir, and walked away from the Dragon Court for me. I was moved beyond words and became his wife. But after I gave birth to only a black serpent, he flew into a rage. He crushed our baby beneath his foot, then killed me with a single strike of his sword. As I was dying, I saw hatred burning in his eyes. "If I'd known you were this useless, I should've married your sister!" Only then did I learn the truth. I was the woman of fate named in the Dragon Court's forbidden book, the one born with primord

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.

Chase shook his head. Lisa and Willow followed his instructions and released their consciousness to investigate. As a member of the Heavenly Dragon Clan, Lisa sensed that the third skeleton actually carried an aura very close to her own. She merely touched it with her consciousness and seemed to see a white heavenly dragon dancing across the sky. From its movements, it appeared to be some kind of dragon race secret technique. Lisa became completely absorbed in it. "Descendant of the water dragons, who are your parents? I don't think I've ever seen such a pure water dragon like you." The white heavenly dragon actually spoke to Lisa, which amazed her greatly.

I would take her place if it would bring her back. “It will do you no good. You want to make this right, then you fight. You kill that bitch so that Gaia can rest.” Aura speaks, and I forgot she can read thoughts. I look at her and she looks into my very soul. “It’s about time you got here.” I look up and see Asteria walk towards her with a smile on her face as Aura shifts into Destinee. She hugs the siren queen as a roar comes from above and everyone looks up and we see them, not just one, but several dragons. The red-black dragon lands gracefully as Xena slides down his wing before he shifts into Dragus.

The Commander's voice was calm and triumphant. A sinister shadow materialized behind him, and the two soldiers flanking Caleb were sent hurtling into the crowd of onlookers. The leader staggered aside, revealing my brother with unsettling clarity. A dark, swirling aura emanated from Caleb's figure, his eyes ignited in a fierce crimson glow at the center of intricate black lines spreading across his skin, tracing down his face and neck. Waves of raw power surged from him, palpable in the air, as he took a deliberate step closer to me. He lunged forward with clawed hands towards the commander just before falling to the ground, revealing the man that was standing behind him, a sword hilt held t

Beside her, Connor toddled between her and Max in half-dragon form, blissfully unaware of planetary politics. Trace exhaled slowly. “They’re rattled.” “They’re calculating,” Brie corrected quietly. Max folded his arms. “This will divide them further. The faction calling for peace will gain ground.” “And the hardliners?” Trace asked. “They’ll call it weakness,” Max replied. “But their people just watched dragons save their children.” Brie’s gaze drifted briefly toward the horizon beyond the villa. “Compassion is more destabilizing than fear,” she said softly. Back on the Dawlya world, a line of Draynor healers worked beside Dawlya practitioners in a shattered hospital wing. Dragon fire fused

"He is the last of his kind. When the moon was full, dragons mated. Now, he can only sing, hoping a mate would come. It's a sacred night because a dragon child conceived in this night will be blessed with a stronger connection with Dracos." "That's his name?" "Every king names him as he pleases. I call him Dracos." They listen to the lonely song in silence for a while, each caught in their own melancholy. "Was Lysa here?" Astrid breaks the silence when the weight of the question becomes too heavy to bear anymore. "Yes." Is the one-word answer that crushes her. "Why did you ask for me then?" "I wanted to see you." "Was Lysa not enough for one night?" Astrid asks without being able to control