Digimon Dragons Novels & Stories

I let him, adjusting myself to allow him to and purred sweetly. "Did he just... bite Toma?" I heard Dmitri asking worriedly. "Yeah, catnip for older dragons increases their desires to find a mate.... Didn't you know and read the dragon books?" Sera asked. Toma started to lick my wing then. "But... but... TOMA'S FOUR!" Dmitri said in worry, sounding freaked out. "My dragon can't be mated yet! He's only four! He's a little baby!" I purred towards Toma, unable to really focus too much on what Dmitri was crying about and slipped my wing tighter around his body.

“Master, what would you like us to do? You need only whisper your command, and we will follow.” Evrah grabbed the wood harder, her gaze darting quickly from left to right, trying to get a closer look. She spotted a big shimmering black dragon that seemed to be looking right at her. The big eye blinked, its big frame fidgeting a bit. A huge black and silver mass of scales and muscles sat directly across from her, its ginormous purple eyes had her dead to rites, and they both knew it. “Please don't give me way,” she whispered, shaking from fear. She cursed that her curiosity had gotten her noticed. The dragon blinked a final time and averted its eyes somewhere else as if it had heard her whisp

As Edon continued its evolution, so Neyalha and Gheyaral came to know that they, though immortal, also felt a desire to have progeny that could serve not only to expand the race of Dragons, but could aid them in their task of guiding the inhabitants of Edon. And so were born to them, emerging from their shining, silvery shells upon the highest peak in the Erimanthe Mountains, a pair of young Dragons. As with their parents, so too were the young ones a male and a female. Yet they were so vastly different in appearance it was immediately evident which was which. The male was dark, his scales an iridescent black that shimmered with ripples of color in the morning light. Red eyes glowed beneath

Chase asked. “The darker the shade, the stronger the beast,” Elder Victor said. “Do not question Typhon’s decision, this bond is for life,” Abeloth said and merged with me once again. “As with the merging of your dragon Sire Lucas, these two gray dragons are immensely powerful and yet their names would suggest that they are warriors as well, Brantley means fire and Abeloth means the creator of chaos,” Elder Michael said as they noted our dragons down in the books. “Thank you Elders,” Lucas said and I watched Chase’s face.

Jackson, leaning forward with keen interest, interrupted, “Does it happen instantly? Or does it take time?” Shaking his head with a mysterious expression, Dragon replied, “There’s no fixed rule. Sometimes, the feeling is immediate and powerful. Other times, it’s gradual, like slowly discovering a missing piece of yourself.” But Jerry, not entirely satisfied with the answer, gave Dragon a challenging look. Suddenly, he asked a question that was like a stone dropped into still water: “And you, Dragon? Who is your mate?”

And there they were, our five little dragons, breaking free of their shells with tiny claws and tiny wings and tiny, furious roars that echoed off the stone walls. It was the most terrifyingly beautiful thing I had ever seen. Each of them was perfect in their own way. Ryn, with his shimmering blue scales and mischievous golden eyes. Tetris, who had Lorien’s fiery red coloring and a curious streak a mile wide. Duncan, solid and steady, with dark bronze scales and a quiet strength that reminded me of his father. Eina, delicate and graceful, with silver wings that sparkled like moonlight. And Violet, my little wildflower, with deep violet scales and a fierce, stubborn spirit that let you know r

Dude #2 yelled back suddenly. “Guys, we have no choice, we either do this or die when we go home, and if we run.. he’ll find us” dude#3 said. Unable to handle the truth of what awaits them, he started walking away from the other guys. ‘Sapphire, what are these guys?’ I asked my dragon, uncertain of their different scents. ‘That’s a delta dragon, gamma dragon and warrior dragon. That gamma dragon is the highest ranking one, deltas are like healers and warriors are obviously warriors,’ she laughed at me, making my fists clenched slightly.

Two scarlet dragons danced around his hands, elongating until they were 100 feet, sailing toward Logan. The Orbis Cult mainly trained with psychic power. Domitor's psychic dragons were the technique with the most imposing aura among the seven great techniques. It was rumored that a master could conjure up 18 dragons in one go. Domitor was not at that level yet, but he was terrifying enough. Logan destroyed the scarlet dragons with a casual wave of his hand. The masses of psychic power were strong enough to break steel pillars, yet they broke as easily as though they were paper under Logan's palm.

he grumbled. [Of course, you're almost a full-blown Dragon now even though not pure dragon since you're a transformed one but meh good enough for me because only the people know the old you can tell you're not a dragon from the start, and you just awaken your "Aura" congratz partner!! And before you ask "Aura" are unique because only dragons can awaken them and its very rare, if you ask me how rare it is well you can see from the millions of dragon from the past only 6 have to awaken them and they are The great red, Ophis, Me, Albion, Tiamat, and Tannin even then it's different from each dragon, Great red for having the strongest "Aura" and Tannin being the weakest now you are the 7th...

Obviously, the dragon was the one that made the huge roar just now. Looking at the dragon, Darryl was stunned for a bit before he realized what had happened. He gasped in astonishment. 'This was one of the Four Evil Beasts that Empress Nuwa mentioned?' Although it looked a little strange, it still looked like a dragon. Darryl was unaware there was a Mirage Dragon in front of him, which was different from any dragon he had seen before. Mirage Dragons were one of the Four Evil Beasts. It had the ability to predict the future and release air that formed mirages, hence its name.