Coral Dragons Novels & Stories

If Adrian did not want it, he was ready to claim it for himself. "This is some good stuff!" Andre exclaimed. "Excuse me, that’s mine." Adrian grabbed it back and gave Andre an eye-roll. Andre sneered, rubbed his nose, and made a self-deprecating remark, "It’s okay. We’re in this together. Whether you’re the one holding it or I, it doesn’t make much difference.” Everyone burst into laughter, dispelling the tension from earlier. The atmosphere lightened considerably. Dracheon then took out an exquisitely shaped tiny plant and presented it to Adrian respectfully. "This is the Millennial Coral. It may not be as good as the Hydrophobian Pear, but it ensures that a person can swim freely in the oc

When we get outside, I can’t believe what I’m seeing. Ancalagon is flying in fast, something enclosed in his talons, screaming in pain. But what is most surprising and has all of us stopping to stare are the two small dragons that are dive-bombing Ancalagon, one emerald green and one ruby red, both of them screaming angrily at him.

The fire turned pale and thickened into a red-haired woman who looked similar to Namara, the 1950s secretary who worked for Hades, except she was wearing a green oilskin coat with a matching sou’wester hat and black wellington boots. I placed a hand over my pistol and asked, “Coral?” Her gaze darted from side to side. “Where’s the green dragon?” “Up there?” I pointed to the ceiling. The dragon roared, seeming annoyed that I had revealed its location, and blew down a stream of fire that made us both duck. “Why the hell are these creatures allowed to roam about freely?” Griff snarled. “That’s a little boy,” Coral snapped. “And he’s run away from home.”

Maybell Smith Mythicals- A rare bloodline that people inherit from God, Dalion, that he personally blessed with the ancient dragon spirit. It is given to those who have been close enough to touch the white veil. Although this information is well known, mythicals are still a mystery to the rest of civilization, if encountered, don’t stare into its gaze.

it rumbled. The copper-colored slanted pupil eyes that matched her scales stared at Isabelle for a long time and made it feel like ants danced along her skin. “I think not. Wait outside the chamber if you must, but you will not like our discussion.” With a snapping of teeth that made Isabelle jump, the first dragon turned and scraped its body out of the opening and stomped away. “I’m D'Kohralx Vorian Churgo Desmonda.”

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.

“All the mortals in the dormitory are currently in a deep slumber.” “It’s that green dragon,” Seb whispered to Dorin. “That’s a wind dragon, it has the ability to put others to sleep...” he pointed at a huge blue dragon “See that one? That is an ice dragon... And that one,” this time he pointed at another dragon, a gigantic red one with golden scales on its chest, much like Johan’s Dragon. It had sharp golden horns framing the top half of its head like a crown, and 3 pairs of piercing red eyes. “That is an adult Czar dragon.” “They have come to welcome the new hatchling,” Lady Lucille said beside them. “It’s been so long since a new Czar dragon was born into this world...” she looked at Seb

Cora looked on nervously as her mother joined us. "Cecil said you two are engaged. Is that true?" Mrs. Daniels must have forgotten her manners as excitement took a better part of her. She did not even welcome me properly. It's not as if I was sad or angry. It only gave me a deeper understanding of what marriage means to humans. For us Dragons, you meet your mate. You both feel bonded and then we mark. That's how it happens when two Dragons are mated. Cora was nervous. "Yes mum, she saw the ring."

He looked down and then back at her praying she knew how to start a fire. In there world each dragon fell under five categories. Fire dragons , mostly consisting of the color pink, red and orange, could breath fire. Earth dragons consisting of yellow, purple and brown, Where none fire breathers but could make the ground move however they needed it. Water dragons, mostly green and blue, they could breath water and also had healing properties. Air dragons, they consisted of grey and black they could blow strong wind currents with either there wings or breath. The last one was the most rarest of them all and that was the spirit dragon. They normally where pure white with silver tints. At night

I froze from where I was standing as I slowly saw the features of the creature. The creature has the face of a Komodo, except it has spiked horns, its smooth scales are glowing icy, while its nostrils blow a sapphire mist. Its massive clawed forelegs rumbled the ground along with its gigantic spicated wings—helping it move forward. While its colossal tail with cannonball ends swaying ruthlessly. It was an Australian Glazehorn dragon. These creatures originally live on the mountain ranges of the north wing; same with Bakunawas, they visit the upside base for nesting—except the latter are friendly.