Celestial Dragon Novels & Stories

He was challenging Feng Xingli. "Why wouldn't I dare? Follow me." Feng Xingli laughed heartily and loudly. Dozens of cyan hurricane dragons suddenly merged and formed a cyan dragon with a length of tens of thousands of feet. Like a living creature, it roared and the sound could shake heaven and earth. It tore the flames all over the sky with its front claws. He stood on the head of the cyan dragon and they rose into the sky. They disappeared to a higher place in the sky. With the loud roar of Huo Jun, the flames all over the sky turned into a pair of giant wings of a True Phoenix, which covered the sky and the sun. With a slight shake, he followed the cyan dragon in the next moment like a me

“Though the Greater Realms’ beings lack cultivation strength, they are united and can generate Spiritual Providence. That’s the unparalleled force of nature that will crush you!” The black-and-white circle erupted within the flames as the Celestial Sage’s words echoed. The black dragon that had besieged them roared and was swiftly engulfed by the immense explosion. The shockwave expanded, filling the Skynet headquarters and the Tirta Grand Formation with black-and-white energy. A fierce wind gusted, plunging everything into an abyss of darkness and fear.

I sat down on the chair facing the sofa and I let my eyes return to normal. “The moment the King lays eyes on Abigail he’ll want her to bond with Prince Nicu. The strongest dragon in existence is the gray dragon. The silver white dragon is next in line, then comes the violet dragon and so on. Royal Dragons have always been what is known as Russian Violet, the darkest shade. We all know the darker the shade the stronger the dragon.” “A woman born of a man with a strong dragon is desirable but the bond has always been respected.” If we were normal people Sorin would’ve been right, but we weren’t.

Everyone was panicking as they had never felt such forces before. Her music was still playing loudly as her creature made an entrance from the spell. Out from the ground, a white dragon appeared before her. The dragon emerges with his eyes looking crystal clear. It roars loudly sending shivers down everyone’s spine. The celestial dragon spread its wings from side to side. It was a huge and mighty dragon. The celestial white dragon stood behind Ruby. In protecting his master, he roars spitting white fire into the air. The celestial white dragon’s roar thunder throughout the palace. It was a powerful creature indeed.

It resonated directly inside their souls—ancient, arrogant, and overwhelmingly powerful. The silver liquid in the pool began to swirl, rising into the air to form the shape of a colossal Eastern Dragon. It wasn't flesh and blood; it was a spiritual projection of pure, primordial Qi. Its whiskers drifted in the heavy air, and its eyes burned like twin suns. "A beast of the mortal dirt," the Dragon spirit sneered, looking down at Caleb and his Pack. "Stinking of void-metal and artificial fire. You dare to dirty the Dragon’s Cradle with your presence? You seek the tears of the World Tree?"

He swiftly turned, confronting the path he just travelled, only to find the way barred by a monstrous figure. From within the embrace of shadows, two crimson eyes fixated on Caleb, they reflected an otherworldly light that pierced through the veil of the forest's dimness. Caleb tightened his grip on the bow, a silent challenge. The air thickened as the creature stalked forward, lessening the distance between them. A deep, resonant growl vibrated through the beast. A stray beam of light broke through the canopy, proving enough light that allowed Caleb to witness its true form—a wolf, but not just any wolf. This one was colossal, its fur as dark as the night sky, absorbing all the light that

Bynjym says. I hear Cyryl clicking happily at him. He rumbles approvingly and pulls her closer to his body as he flies. “Silvers and bronzes rose to fly Kythyr and Ymyl,” Skylar says. “Kythyr is a strong blue, just as Ymyl is a strong red. Mara was the strongest female in the thunder until Cyryl bonded with you. Being bonded makes a dragon stronger as well, so before Queen Cyryl hatched, Ymyl was the second strongest female in the thunder next to Ylys,” I tell her.

Brie said, trying not to laugh herself. Another sharp crack echoed from the egg, silencing the room. Fifteen minutes later, the shell split apart completely, and a hatchling wriggled free a dark blue dragon with a crimson belly. The little creature flapped its wings as if eager to take flight. No one was surprised to see it was male. Through the mind-link, Trace told Mikan they would need to discuss the southern throne later. Mikan silently agreed.

His most trusted men had turned against him and he hadn't seen it coming; he should have known but his attention had been stolen by another matter altogether. Zarek had dreamed of his mate. He had made a connection with her and knew she was near his territory. Dragons could feel their life mate when he/she came near them and had vivid dreams of that person. Her face was always blurred but he could make out her body, a body that attracted his attention. She was a mere five foot three but was built lean with all the right curves in all the right places. Her hips were made to bear children and her body was womanly, sensual and ripe.

He lifts his head up and blows fire into the sky. Banari, not to be outdone and hoping for another female in his harem, reaches his hand down and pulls the dirt up from the ground. “Earth dragon,” she says, looking impressed. She looks at Galeus and he blows fire into the air as well. It’s about all he can do, since his komado dragon is more dominant, but she seems impressed with him as well. Then she turns to me. “How about you? What can you do?” “Truda doesn’t have any dragon in her,” Galeus says. “But she shifts into a perfect lioness.”