Draconic Humanoid Novels & Stories

faces, dossiers, crime scenes, each a monster in its own right. “Diovolo Castellano,” Salvatore said first. A handsome man with sharp eyes and an arrogant smile filled the frame. “Daemon Castellano.” A taller, broad-shouldered figure with a scar running down his cheek stared back. “Draven Castellano.” The youngest, almost ethereal, his beauty is a dangerous bloom. Then finally... the last image appeared, and my breath caught. Draco Castellano. The man from outside the cathedral. Sharp features. Dark eyes. An expression devoid of warmth. He looked terrifyingly emotionless in the photograph. A king raised inside violence.

I spent hours studying the text. I learned about Alice's Dragon, referred to in ancient languages as the 'Rare Healer of Fire.' This unique dragon was gifted with ancient magic. If the Rare Healer of Fire mated with another dragon, they would be reborn as humans but retain the ability to use dragon magic without their dragon forms.

When the smoke cleared, I looked up and froze. Drayke stood at the edge of the destruction, flanked by two figures in matte armor. Between them, something moved a shape dragging itself from one of the pods. Its skin shimmered like mercury, veins pulsing with light. Not human. “You can’t run from evolution,” Drayke said, his voice echoing through the chamber. “You can only become part of it.” The creature turned its head toward me, eyes reflecting the red light like liquid fire. And it smiled.

"Maybe when it comes to red drakes, but as the Fotiadis we have a wider gamma of choices for a beast to ride" Looking at the stables manager, Herion nodded. "Bring it here!" Said the manager while looking into a room well isolated inside the stables. GROAAAA!! A bipedal creature was dragged out of the room by 2 knights holding its neck with glowing chains. A shivering roar as a greeting. Its body was protected with an armor of black scales and 2 slim arms equipped with sharp claws and complemented by a large jaw of dreadful teeth. Her long tail had its end in the shape of a heart-piercing spear.

' Rinny cuts into my inner thoughts as I frown and shuffle closer to the bowl, taking a deep breath, a little intrigued with the fact the petals are beckoning. 'Oh.' I sound only marginally interested. Draconians are of the shape-shifting family, on par with Rinny's breed, Unicorns, and mermaids. They can all transform from human form and back again at will. This one happens to be a dragon and that’s not good as they tend to eb the least controllable if they get loose. 'Young boy, recently had his first full moon awakening......He's stuck in dragon form.' Rinny pauses, waiting on my reply. She knows I can be temperamental when being asked for help. Especially when it concerns a breed I’m no

However, before he could make a move, a new name suddenly appeared on the monument in front of him. [Drake Wyrmthorn, Nine-Clawed Golden Dragon Bloodline, descendant of a celestial monsteroid, only thirty years old, level seven paragon, ranked 92nd on the Prodigy Ranking, rewarded with a strand of light of the galaxy!] An instant uproar erupted from the spectators when they saw Drake had been rewarded with the light of the galaxy.

Overall Lana’s dragon was a beautiful petite dragon. Adonis' dragon had a copper base color with dark green accent scales peeking out underneath the top layer of copper in certain areas. His tail, talons, and body size were all mostly in comparison with Draven but just a tad smaller. Harris quickly looked forward when he felt Draven begin to descend. A small cottage tucked close to the mountain on the north side came into view.

No point running now. I drag out a long breath and then turn. Like I had imagined, it was not human or Fae? Or anything related to persons - No, I am staring at the same fiery red eyes from my dreams only that this time.. It has an owner, and according to history which I had spent time reading.. It was a Kragon.. An eight inches fire breathing female dragon that actually walks on it's hind legs. I gulp .. I am doomed.

‘Reach out to Neo so that he knows what’s going on too please,’ I asked Nika. “Come on in,” Calvin said, greeting his guest. The creature was around seven-feet tall going off of how tall it was standing next to Calvin. It lowered the hood on its robe, flashing me a perfect view of its features. Skin the color of pale red was a very distinctive feature, which was already helping me to narrow the possibilities down. Its eyes were obsidian with a slit of red down the middle. “I’m glad you could make it, Draxthi. Gixin told me that his Demacore sire most likely would not meet with me, but I remained hopeful because of the potential that our arrangement would have,” Calvin stated and poured him a

“My daughter, Zandra, had been my apprentice and served in the Technician stronghold beneath Crystal Lake. Her mother, my mate, had been an Air Dragon–a potential queen. We spawned 5 clutches, but only Zandra followed in my footsteps. She was gifted, unusually so, taking both my Sun dragon traits and the power of an Air dragon queen, making her a rare, true Phoenix Dragon.” “Unfortunately, that meant she was incredibly hard to kill,” he continued. “So her eggs were perfect for genetic manipulation. The Technicians experimented on her and her offspring, creating something new–a creature far more human than dragon, with only a few small, hidden dragonish traits–a perfect spy. Still loyal to Ga