Celestial Dragons Novels & Stories

All of the dragons are, but some are more dominant than others, that includes the prince and princess, when our turn came it was the king and queen who took care of us, and now it's our turn to take care of the rest of the clan. Right now I'm in my dragon form, a big green dragon that breathes fire, most of us breathe fire, but others breathe ice or water, there is all kinds of dragons out in the world, but the strongest are the royals. We take care of our clan and our species, but now I'm showing some kids that they can't take over the world, or burn their school down because they didn't do their homework.

Holding up a hand towards the floating seals, a burst of blue flames shoots from his fingers and engulfs the seals. "Is that..." He nods. "Dragon flames. The seals can only be destroyed by my flames," he replies, and I nod. "You could have destroyed them one after the other," I point out, and a smile ghosts over his lips. "It's more efficient this way. Besides, I lose a ton of energy each time I use the flames," he says. The intensity of the flames increases and the seals begin to glow brighter. Then, in an instant, they all turn black and begin to disintegrate into fine dust on the floor.

Jennifer said while Zac grunted in agreement. How come they couldn’t hear his voice? How come it was only her? The dragon slowly transformed into a bulkier man with long shaggy hair that reached his waist. He was tan and his clothes were almost like ancient robes when Demetrius celebrates it festivals. “The dragons have felt Elijah Trueblade’s power. He must have been somewhere around here. But here I am, meeting his aide… and his lover that should have died a long time ago.” Her three companions turned to her in shock. Sophia swallowed as she stepped forward.

On the seventh day, the witches unleashed their final guardian — The Hollow Star, a cursed celestial beast born from dead moons and bound to the covens for centuries. Drakonios faced it alone. He shed his human form, his body igniting into a dragon of pure light and molten stone. His wings spanned the horizon. His roar split the very veil of Velmorra. He fought the Hollow Star in the sky — a battle of light and shadow, of gravity-defying magic and flaming fury. The heavens rained meteors. The mountains cracked. Entire rivers evaporated from the heat. On the ninth day, the veil lifted.

A deep, ancient growl echoed from the void. Selene and Nyra froze, swords lowered. Selene’s eyes narrowed. “No… this can’t be.” Nyra steadied her breath. “The prophecy... ” she whispered; “Mother of Ruin… Daughter of Flame… The sky cracks…” From the breach descended something beyond magic, an ancient presence, older than gods. A colossal form, coalescing from storm clouds: a dragon wrought of lightning and shadow, wings spanning the horizon. Its eyes glowed molten white; its roar shook the very foundations.

He had no doubts she was his chosen mate. Alicia climbed up on Corithias’ neck and grabbed ahold of the feathery appendages that came out from the spikes on his spine. Corithias raised up on his powerful back legs and pushed off as he spread out his wings and took off. Alicia giggled as they soared up into the sky. Antoine shot up at the dragon, but missed, and he quickly ascended into the sky with Alicia on his back.

Jackson, leaning forward with keen interest, interrupted, “Does it happen instantly? Or does it take time?” Shaking his head with a mysterious expression, Dragon replied, “There’s no fixed rule. Sometimes, the feeling is immediate and powerful. Other times, it’s gradual, like slowly discovering a missing piece of yourself.” But Jerry, not entirely satisfied with the answer, gave Dragon a challenging look. Suddenly, he asked a question that was like a stone dropped into still water: “And you, Dragon? Who is your mate?”

“Zeus and I created your souls to defeat the dragons and vampires of the last great war that happened in the Heavens. It was a test to see if you three would be stronger against Morningstars’ army. Our plan worked. With you three at the head of our celestial forces, we were victorious. You all will become powerful once you have all marked and mated one another. Also, you all will gain magical abilities that will aid you in the battle against the dragons and Hades’ army that he has allowed to flow into earth’s atmosphere.” “The celestial realm is magical all on its own. Earth is far from having the capabilities of those in the celestial realm. I don’t see this plan working here on earth.” “Do

he then beckoned her to follow him. Minerva's heart thudded heavily against her rib cage as she followed Dalton. She scaled through the staircase as apprehension filled her inside. ‘What were the dragons doing here in the RedShire capital?’ she thought to herself. It was dark outside and the expanse of cobblestone ground was lit up by burning torches. She leaned forward so she could get a better view of what was happening below. She gasped when her eyes fell on dark-scaled dragons prowling in the courtyard. “What is going on?” He asked no one in particular. Her eyes almost bulge out when one of the dragons whips his head at a window, shattering the glasses.

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