Cursed Dragons Novels & Stories

Andrew's ears still rang with the old man's icy words. "Three seals represent three rebirths. If you can shatter the final one and survive, you will rule the world as the chosen one. Fail, and you will become a cursed dragon, bound to destruction." A cursed dragon was the term used for the fallen heirs of the Lloyd royal family. The Lloyds bore the emblem of the celestial dragon as their crest, and those who thrived under the family's guidance were hailed as true dragons.

Perhaps it is the accumulation of his karma of the past. For Kurai on the other hand, his is more tragic. As he keeps reading, he looks strained. Kurai's first life as the first Red Dragon or rather his original epithet the Southern Sea King, is a tyrant. He goes on rampages, kills and ravages villages and lands and is the most destructive of the four Dragons. Cai Kang's past life did not have any hubris and continues to be benevolent while the other three have crimes of their own. His is the worst though.

That didn’t match anything in our curriculum. My fingers ached from flipping pages. I found one obscure reference to something called “ignis vitae” in a banned grimoire excerpt, Fire of Life. It was associated with creatures that could resurrect themselves, burn through curses, and shift magic simply by existing. Dragons. But even that was vague, as if whoever wrote it had been trying not to leave a full account, as if it had been erased.

“What do you mean?” Alex took a deep breath, gathering his thoughts. “When I was cursed, as a young child, I learned that the council had captured the ice kingdom. They used dark magic to bind the dragons, leaving only their human forms. The leader of the dark witch coven was behind it all, using their power to control the dragons and bend them to her will.” A flicker of anger crossed Jenifer’s face. “We can’t let this happen. The dragons are vital to the balance of our world. Without them, chaos will reign.”

Apparently, dragons were creatures that were beyond the realms of the ambivalent beings since they dwelled in the darkness of the Nether World, also known as the Malevolent World. “Dragons,” Merlin muttered under his breath. For the first time after many years of living without a direction with his cursed power, Merlin developed an unhealthy obsession with dragons and their remains—hoping that he could resurrect one and could justify his powers. He wanted to prove that his ability was not a curse, but an ability that could shake the world. Until a green-eyed Halfling stumbled upon his life and offered him to build an army of dragons through Hunger, her Calamity Dragon.

Are you seeing this?!" the Lord exclaimed, "My cousin is back and she has a dragon with her!! How is this possible?! I thought dragons were extinct!" "So did I," Jarrod responded, "No dragon has been seen for centuries. And this one is helping the Princess. Then the legend must be true." "What legend? What are you talking about?" Ethan asked angrily. Jarrod began to explain the legend of the dragons... "Many years ago, dragons were common in our land. And all of them came to life the same way. They all were sons of the Queen Dragon. A human female that was the only one capable of giving birth to them." An image formed in Jarrod's mind; the Queen was kneeling on the ground, with a pregnant be

Prologue The wind howled like something dying. It tore down the jagged slopes of the Senkte Mountains, carrying ash and frost in equal measure, rattling the iron torches that lined the narrow path. High above the world below, where the air thinned and the land itself seemed to recoil, the Daywalker Castle loomed. It did not belong in this realm. Black stone walls rose from the mountain’s spine like broken teeth, etched with ancient runes that pulsed faintly beneath the surface—as if the castle itself breathed. Silver-veined banners snapped violently in the wind, each bearing the same crescent symbol split clean down the middle.

Wayne gave him a pointed look and changed the topic "Just like we were discussing earlier, the location of the remains of Kur is speculated to be buried in the depths of planet Uranus. It is worth checking out." Veldanava Kur was the first dragon to have lived, also known as the star king dragon (the all-powerful). Then came his three brothers Veldora (Storm dragon), Velgrynd (Scorch dragon), and Velzard (frost dragon) The dragons were a lone species existing separately in a lair they carved out for themselves. They were unable to reproduce due to the lack of females and the inability to find their mates within other amortals, so their race eventually fizzled out. The last old dragon was fal

Layla hugged the golden beast's neck tightly so she wouldn't fall off as Riven raced to the centre of the battle. As he charged forward, faster and faster, she raised her head and looked ahead of her. On one side, Xavier was helping the desert creatures against the last titan while on the other side, she saw one of the dragons charging towards her mother who stood like she was in a trance, watching the dragon approach. [The dragon has been cursed. Hades must have cursed it with blood magic]

“Yes. Vaelor is my cousin. Blood of my blood. Our fathers were brothers. His father was the previous Dragon King. The old fool chose Vaelor as his successor even though I am the eldest.” He pinched my nipple hard, making me sob. “We fought for the throne for decades. Brutal battles. Mountains of dead dragons. The more we fought, the angrier the Dragon Clan God became. He cursed both of us. Whoever weakens first and lost to the curse loses everything. The first one to truly break his curse and claim a mate worthy of the throne becomes the rightful king.”