Do Dragons Exist 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

"Dragons have never been attacked." Kade finished Brandon's statement. "That's why other supernaturals can't use they gifts here." Brandon dressed and he fed his fish that reminded him of a breed he once researched.. An aqua dragon swimming in its waters. "The fish mother got attacked by predators. I found this little suckers egg and raised him." "How?"

Dragons, which have been extinct - if they were ever real to begin with - for hundreds of years. Dragons, which have been mythologized and made into countless stories of lore throughout generations. Dragons are venerated and worshiped as gods in some parts of the world. Dragons are said to have, at one point, ruled all over the earth - the skies, the ground, the seas, and everything in between - when they roamed the continents as the primordial lords of the elements. Dragons. Now curled like tiny, affectionate kittens in Alcina’s lap, their tails wrapped possessively around her forearms, nipping for her attention at her fingertips.

After ten thousand years of being 'extinct' as the thought of by the other supernatural creatures, (vampires, Lycans, werewolves, witches, demons) after losing the Megàlos Machi (the great battle between the dragons and the other supernatural creatures), in which the remaining survivors of the dragon army, accompanied by the last of the elves and fae, hid in the Ignere forest which later became known as the dark forest. Here they grew, multiplied for ten thousand years, till the birth of the rare godlike dragon, a species known as the golden dragons, direct descendants of the sun was born. After the birth of the prince of dragons, Azian, it was soon discovered by the leaders of the outside r

"Let me guess: Leon told you, huh, Jennifer?" Her cheeks tinted, and she toyed with the napkin in her lap. "Why does it matter who told me? Who lies about dragons, Soph?" Said woman sighed and rubbed her temples. Why would a dragon dwell in the Voiceless Mountains right in the heart of the Nightpoint City here in the Laera Kingdom? The Laera Kingdom was always dragon-free. Dragons are killed upon sight. All of them, members of the Knights Association, are dragon slayers. Well, except for her.

The hollow sound pulled his thoughts farther away. The word dragon carried immense weight: power, auspice, nobility. But beneath all of that, it meant something else. It meant longevity. A tortoise might live 100 years, a turtle 1,000, but even those lifespans had limits—a dragon's didn't. From everything Draconox had gathered over the centuries, dragons had existed since the very beginning, alive since the first stirrings of life on this earth. They seemed to have come into being alongside creation itself.

Am I trapped in a movie or something? Maybe it's an oversized lizard. But what kind of lizard has the colour gold? I sure as hell haven't seen a lizard like that, unless it's some kind of ornament. But it just can't be a real dragon though, can it? It can't be. Dragons don't exist anyways. Or do they? "Is that—?" "Shhhh." They all hush me, again. And I keep my mouth shut, while observing the ferocious creature that just appeared.

My guess would be dragon, but I think their scales are bigger than this. I turn to the first page and mutter a curse word under my breath. I read the fancy curled letters with wide eyes. Dragons are one of the oldest shifters, dating back nearly 2,000 years. There used to be only four main classes of dragons, water, fire, air, and earth. But after several centuries, they evolved and split into multiple subtypes. Each main class has its own special abilities, strengths, and weaknesses. The most docile has always been the water dragon, while the most dangerous is the fire.

Dawn rolled over onto her stomach “hey, you do think dragons are real? That would be so cool” Lena shrugged “I dunno. It’s possible that they existed at one point but I doubt they are still around today”, she said. As a witch she liked keep an open mind about these sorts of things. Dragons weren’t featured in any of the Godmother’s books nor her mother’s grimoire which had been given to her when she turned sixteen. That didn’t mean that they weren’t around in the past. “If you want to read Goblet of Fire you know where to find it”, Lena added, taking her book back.

Dominic's jet pair of eyes swept toward her with a mysterious gaze, "You really think so? That dragons don't exist?" Rose thought for a while before nodding her head. "I have read books but they had never expressed any proofs about dragons. In my opinion, dragons are a fable, created by stories and people." "How do you know if your thoughts are correct then?" Dominic leaned to his stallion, spreading his hands together, "You have never seen a dragon but never have the proof to say dragons don't exist either. Maybe, there are other creatures, which are larger, scarier, and horrific than you imagine."