Coiling 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.

Powering on the laptop took a lot longer than I expected, and then I got to researching. Bonding- the God, Dalion, wanted to give more protection to the creatures that he created by binding two people’s souls to each other. This is an unbreakable connection to enhance the power that is given to the Mythicals. In this connection the mark changes to show what dragon was bonded to one another. If a Mythical somehow bonds with a non-Mythical, The mark evolves into a dragon that curls itself around the shadow of a human. Slamming the laptop shut, I huff out a breath and wonder what the hell I just read. Unbreakable? What does that mean? I’m stuck with this random guy for my whole life?

Laziel shook his head quickly, clutching at my sleeve, “I don’t know. It looked like it was a snake, or maybe a dragon, but it was an animal, it was coiled around something. I couldn’t look at it for long.” I froze. A dragon or a snake which was coiled around something? Could it be the snake coiled around a rose insignia? If it was that, then… That man who is after me, could they be in the same organisation. What's the coincidence that I would also meet someone else who has some sort of connection to that underground group? Or was this even a coincidence at all? The artist’s pencil slowed as he added the final touches, then turned the pad toward us, bringing me out from my thoughts, “Like th

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.

Sylar walked up to me and opened the bottle up. "This is catnip. Dragons are sort of like cats, big cats. This stuff will make any angry dragon calm and relax with a huge smile on it's face. You can give him a pinch of this to play with when he's angry, hard to handle, or misbehaving. You should keep this on you at all times. I should warn you though that older dragons get too happy from this and it'll drive them to want to mate so make sure you don't give this to him when he's older because it won't work. Trust me, you don't want to see a dragon in his mating season. That's where a typical dragon is depicted. Hoards of treasure, possessiveness, dominance, fire, massive size, a huge bed to g

It made him panic. Darryl cracked a smile when he noticed White Tiger King’s flustered expression. "White Tiger King, this is called the Trap Dragon Thorn. These Trap Dragon Thorns were specially invented by humans to deal with the Green Dragon clan. Once being stabbed, any powerful dragon will inevitably lose the ability to fly. I believe it is very painful. Even the Green Dragon clan could not bear the torture of the Trap Dragon Thorn. Would you like to try it?” Darryl said slowly to make himself clear as he had a relaxed expression on his face.

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)

She did not have enough time. She went into the cabinet which was lined with shelves and shelves of clothes. At one side the cabinet had rows of suits for men. Looked like Arya’s size. On the other side, there was a cabinet that had cocktail dresses and evening gowns hanging inside. The same cupboard also had shoes, stilettos and bellies along with handbags. She had to choose something that would help her escape easily. But first, she needed to call the girl who had made the distress call.

Near the opening, Kohlxchijr transformed back into his dragon form to gain ground away from the caves in case any of the enemy lurked nearby, his wings bursting through his back and his body growing. Bones cracked and moved into place, muscles and flesh stretched. His skin morphed into hardened dragon scales. He panted, waiting to catch his breath for a moment. For some reason, it was always more physically demanding to change into the dragon, the form he remained in most of his almost twenty-one years, than it was to shrink down into a man.

Other images illustrated how the ritual was conducted. “The name of the ritual is Kálesma archaías mousikís which means ancient music call. While other aspects of being a dragon are fierce and sharp like fire itself, the goddess chose a calming soothing magic to balance it out especially in our estrus period. It was said that she would gather all her children to sit by the stream every once in a while to sing to them music that enchanted hearts. It was because of this that our dragon ancestors created this ritual as a way to connect to our kind whenever we were feeling lost or overwhelmed by our unwavering fire. The ritual music brings us together, blending our souls and belief in one.