Do Dragons Exist Novels & Stories

One child asked a question that I was surprised no one had asked before, “If you are a weredragon, does that mean there are still actual dragons?” Aidinth smiled, “Believe it or not, you are the first person to ever ask me that question. Humans believe they do not exist, in the wild. The truth is, they have become very skilled at camouflage, and hiding. They can fly high enough that humans can’t see them, but low enough that airplanes can’t spot them.” Someone asked where they are, and Aidinth shook his head, “I can’t do that to them. They are very private animals. I do think it would be dangerous for humans to be around them. They can be really scary when they want to be.” The child just sa

Only Vertimon has books about dragons and from what she understood, he had gotten them from the old Demon king’s castle, the one her father had ruined while trying to save her mother from his brother, her uncle. There was no news or stories about the dragons except in the books and it was what made everyone believed them to be myth. Neither the wolves or vampires has ever heard about the dragons and she only got to know about them because growing up, she loved spending her time in Vertimon waters and so chanced upon the books. Even Vertimon himself had admitted not believing them to be real but since it was a book from the old demon king castle, maybe it was true, or maybe they are myth. And

But on the bright side I remember exactly where it is, and more importantly I know what I need to do to complete the ritual to save me and Rod from death. The king pulls a leather book with a black spine off a nearby shelf “The dragon is located in the-“ “I know, he’s in the Appalachian mountains” I cut him off. Those mountains are haunted. I have flashbacks of terrible creatures lurking in the dark waiting to lure you to your death. He shows me a book about the dragons I remember when there were hundreds of them, witches have since hunted them practically into extinction. “They are said to be extinct. I haven’t seen one in nearly 350 years. I’ve heard whispers in the wind that he is still a

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.

One child asked a question that I was surprised no one had asked before, “If you are a weredragon, does that mean there are still actual dragons?” Aidinth smiled, “Believe it or not, you are the first person to ever ask me that question. Humans believe they do not exist, in the wild. The truth is, they have become very skilled at camouflage, and hiding. They can fly high enough that humans can’t see them, but low enough that airplanes can’t spot them.” Someone asked where they are, and Aidinth shook his head, “I can’t do that to them. They are very private animals. I do think it would be dangerous for humans to be around them. They can be really scary when they want to be.” The child just sa

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 noted it all and slammed it into my flesh. But none have made me feel the sense of the attachment. I sailed, learn and discover until here I am, stranded in this hopeless land. I have come to also know every dragon’s situation in every place. Some dragons are accustomed to humans, some were worshipped as gods, some were being hunted for pacts, and to some lands, dragons were never seen once again. Dragons’ existence is becoming vague as years pass by. If this continues, my kin will definitely cease to exist.

Then came the fury of the Dragon King as the door glowed blood red, flames licking under the door in fury as Ragnar came completely undone. "Give me my mate!" Bellowed Ragnar's dragon as the ground underneath the door began to heat up through the onslaught of Dragonfire. The building's foundations began to shake as they protested against the assault they were under, and Matilda began to chant, furiously moving her hands about.

Dragons - that ancient and mythicized race, of creatures so magnificent and great that all of mankind had sought, in vain, to harness their power. The most powerful creatures to have ever roamed the Earth, if the legends are to be believed, with enough power to destroy and raze entire empires in a single day. Legends, that is, because a dragon has not been seen for centuries. No one remains alive, who can confirm whether there had, truly, been dragons roaming the lands, once. “The winged creatures of lore?” “Yes.” Mattel smiles. “When they walked the earth, there was nothing they feared; the very ground they roamed upon, would tremble at their might, and for it, they knew that they had nothi

Why would anyone like dragons? “The dragons, huh?” “Yeah. There are water dragons, fire dragons, earth dragons, ice dragons, there are some that have gone extinct. I’m going to find book on them though,” My brows went higher when I saw the happiness in her eyes as she spoke about the dragons. “Okay,” I said and I watched as the excitement on her face disappeared and her shoulders visibly slumped. “Tell me about these dragons of yours,” The excitement returned just as quickly as it had disappeared and I was shocked when she grabbed my hand and led me to sit under the fig tree. I did not say a word but I sat down obediently and she dropped beside me.