Coiled Dragon Novels & Stories

“Who are you? And why do you disturb my slumber?” A deep mature female voice resounded in the chamber. Matthew got a good look at Cobalt. She was lindwurm type dragon with a long flat tail like a crocodile’s. Her arms were webbed and had fins on the side. She had deep blue eyes and frills on her cheeks. She also had three horns on top of her head that curved to the back. The scales on most of her body were dark blue from her spiked spine and became lighter as it went to her under belly until it was white. Upon better look, Matthew noticed that she had gills behind the frills.

A male's cock sheath is his only vulnerability in dragon form. From the corner of my eye, I see Henry running and leaping over burning bodies. With a large club in his hands, he launches from the stairway and somehow manages to land on Drakon's back. It's my chance. Drakon spins and tries to dislodge him. I charge in low and avoid his tail. My forward momentum allows me to slide the last few feet to try to get under him.

The ice in my very veins melted as he grew even taller than he normally was and more muscular,ripping Zephyros's tunic in the process. I staggered backwards and tripped on a branch. I fell backwards on my rump and even the sting was not enough to take my eyes off him. He exhaled and the nearest tree turned to ash immediately. i scrambled backwards on impulse and the branch i had tripped on got caught in his web. He opened his eyes and twin pools of fire peered down at me. I didn't need Luna to tell me i was not looking at Zephyros anymore...no. Not entirely. What stared back at me was the Fire Dragon.

The pain was so strong. A few feet away Freja stood in shock, watching as Zarek, now a huge ass dragon, rolled around in the snow whimpering like a giant puppy. She had never seen a dragon of that size except when she killed the Elder Drake as a teen. Everything about his body was hard and sharp, designed to kill and maim. His scales were a beautiful amber color that shimmered under the sun, mesmerizing her momentarily. Sharp horns trailed from the top of his snout and down his head and back to where they ended at the tip of his long tail. Zarek’s body was sleek but bulky in the right places for protection, his toes wielding wicked sharp claws that tore up the dirt as he rolled around. She s

He was reluctantly allowed to participate in this siege after their group learned that two direct members of the Qing Clan were within Leaf City. As the saying goes: snakes can become pythons after cultivating for one millennium; pythons can become boas after cultivating for one millenium, boas can become jiao after cultivating for another millennium; jiao can become dragons after cultivating for one millennium; dragons will turn into horned dragons after another millennium of cultivation; horned dragons that have cultivated for five hundred years will then become a winged dragon. That is when it becomes a real dragon. (1)

This trial will test your body. The corridor opened abruptly into a vast cavern. Lava cascaded down jagged cliffs in glowing waterfalls, pooling into a molten lake that lit the chamber in flickering orange light. At the center stood a narrow stone path, winding across the molten surface toward a circular platform. And coiled around that platform was a dragon. It was enormous, its scales black as night, veins glowing faintly beneath the surface like burning coal. Its wings were folded tightly, but even at rest, it radiated terrifying power. Smoke curled from its nostrils with each slow breath.

In his hand was a red and white Katana, the guard of the sword was still the Red Dragon Snake's head, the grip was lined with white golden peacock fabric and wrapped with the feather's stem for extra grip, on the pommel was a red energy core. It was the energy core of a Draconic Cobra King, also the guard that was the dragon snake's head had two more energy cores in its eyes that were previously empty. The blade was white but with red vein-like patterns running alongside the blade and there were several magic circles etched into the blade, each only a centimeter in diameter.

Watching Wilbur, Augheimer focused his thoughts, forming a black defensive shield around his body to prepare for Wilbur's attack. In midair, the phantom of the Four Divine Beasts, Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Black Tortoise, hovered above Wilbur, circling him. As their energies began to merge, the four beasts started to fuse into one. After rapidly spinning, they ultimately combined into a golden dragon.

I asked in disbelief. “That's a dragon secret,” Drago said and I looked at him with a frown. “Our scales have healing properties of their own, among them are anti-inflammatory properties. That's why we don't seek medical help in our dragon form unless we're seriously injured.” “Wow.” I looked at the cup of tea and finished drinking it all. I felt much better and helped clean up the remains of dirty junk in the kitchen, then we went out as Connor came in with three birds holding leaves for contraceptive tonic.

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.