Cosmic Dragons Novels & Stories

A knock on the door made me move the quilt lower to ask who it was. "High Lord Tymon has asked that I bear food and fruits to you, my Lady." A tiny voice came from the other side of the door. A brownie, perhaps. I turned my back to the door. "I'm not hungry. Later." I said. I vaguely registered a sigh and shuffling of feet as the brownie left. "What the history will not tell you is that Dragons were not created by Luna. We existed. Even before Luna." I blinked at that, but said nothing, lest I interrupt her. "Before Luna, the mother, there were other gods that ruled the world. There were beings that walked the earth that were feared. Some still do. Like

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

The Colosseum arena was packed full of Different dragons. The arena is similar to Roman stadium structures with pillars about it. There are three major types of dragons that make up a clan. The adult dragons are seated in front. They are one of the most powerful and famous dragons know to man. They are large with scales and can burn down an entire city in seconds. The warm-ly dragons, they are more like serpent dragons with long bodies and legs ranging from four to eight legs, they more like powerful massagers and subdivided into various earth dragon. The worm-ly with intelligence that transforms into humans flesh but has elves ears are known as vouivre.

Farther still, across storm-choked seas, lay Drakonis. A land of scaled kings, where volcanoes bled fire and mountains roared with ancient thunder. Dragons ruled the skies—massive shadows blotting out the sun, their roars shaking the world. Beneath, basilisks slid through molten tunnels and hydras waited in frozen cliffs. Fire was Drakonis’s heartbeat, its rulers claiming dominion through fear. Yet even dragons bowed to the Accord, knowing unchecked rage would scorch every realm. And at the edges of everything sprawled the Obsidian Wilds—

All murmurs fall away into complete silence. Every dragon learns about the Nine: Supreme judges, dragons as old as time itself, born of the night, incarnate to devour the souls of misbehaving hatchlings. Also called Titans, they are believed to be the creators of our world, the heralds of destruction, marking the end of one reality to make way for the next. But as far as I know, nobody actually believes in the Nine. The idea of dragons so powerful that they can steal your soul from your body, draining you of your essence with a thought, is impossible and ridiculous.

"What?" Azalia couldn't believe her ears. Surely, she hadn't heard Melech right. "A dragony?" She repeated in a puzzled voice. "Nobody in their right mind would ride such a dangerous creature." Dragonies were small dragon-like creatures belonging to the Adom Kingdom. They were a dark orange colour, their wings and bodies covered with red scales strong enough to stop a blade. They were gorgeous but could breathe fire and had extremely sharp fangs and claws that could kill a man on the spot. Azalia would never dare approach one of those too close.

Her perfect demeanor had slipped off her face as she stared wide-eyed at Ciara. “Almost everyone saw that Riona. "I'm beginning to wonder who that girl really is,” Ciara wondered aloud. It was strange for a dragon to begin appearing at the same time Minerva appeared in RedShire. Unable to keep her thoughts to herself, Riona spurted. “Do you think she is from the pure dragon royal family? That would define why this sudden occurrence.” The pure dragon royal family members were the only ones who could control a dragon without magic. They were the only ones dragons bowed to before the last descendants were wiped from the face of the earth. Ever since, dragons have gone into solitary and no one h

"But this will be the end, Elijah. I will have avenged my family and can move forward with my plans. A deep roar echoed around them. Sophia’s mouth dropped when she saw an enormous dragon, made of lightning, emerge from the clouds and position itself next to Jackson. Its size was unimaginable; the younger Anderson was a speck compared to it. The blue lightning of its form cracked dangerously. Sophia cursed as she lifted herself up, trying to run for Elijah. "Die!" he shouted as he directed the dragon towards Elijah.

Infinite yet indefinable, it sought to bring some order to the chaos of its being. For reasons no mortal can comprehend, utilizing the substance and energy of the cosmos itself, life was brought into the universe in the form of Dragons. Formed from the essence of the stars, and the primordial matter and energy that is at the heart of all life. Giant beings, there were only two in this beginning of time. As the essence of existence has two components, opposite yet complementary to one another, so were the Dragons made male and female, in order to maintain the balance that holds the fabric of reality together. Equal and opposite, yet incomplete without the other.

“You are so beautiful, dark dragon,” Madchen reached her arms around his neck, never wavering her gaze. “As are you, Madchen, and I love you,” Drago crashed his lips onto hers, searing her mouth with his passion.Black wings erupted from his back, engulfing Madchen in a cocoon of protection. He didn’t care that he was standing stark naked in front of his gathering family, all he cared about was that Madchen accepted him for what he was, a dragon who had found his mate.