Dragon Anatomy Novels & Stories

Her hands were clenched at her sides, her dark red nails trembling faintly as she fought to contain her anger. Opposite her, Dragon leaned casually against an antique wooden desk, his cold gray eyes gleaming with cunning. He wore a black shirt with the top buttons undone, revealing a glimpse of his tattooed chest, and dark trousers complemented by a leather belt with a gleaming silver buckle. His silver watch caught the faint light, and his tousled black hair gave him an air of unrestrained danger. "Enough, Dragon!" Jenny exclaimed, her voice choked as her luminous eyes radiated fury. "Can't you stop your ridiculous games for just one moment?!"

The boys watched in amazement as Dynaris Shifted into the most beautiful fiercest dragon they had ever seen. As Dynaris shifted into her dragon form, the air around her seemed to shimmer and transform. Her body elongated, her limbs morphing into powerful wings and claws. Her scales glistened in the sunlight, a mesmerizing blend of iridescent blues and greens that seemed to shift and change color as she moved. Her dragon form was unlike anything I had ever seen before. She was massive, with wings that stretched wide enough to cast a shadow over the entire courtyard. Her eyes burned with a fierce inner light, a piercing intelligence that seemed to gleam with a fierce power.

Next was Prime Evans who transformed with a tornado of inky blackness to reveal a huge black dragon that pierced the night with its sub-sonic screech as it lifted into the air and joined the fire dragon in its hovering. Frank stepped away from Dean, he appeared a little more steady of his feet now, and in a blast of ice and snow the white scaled dragon stood before him and bowed its neck, dropping a front leg beneath itself so that Dean could climb upon its shoulder and nestle himself securely at the base of its neck between two large spikes. "You can ride them!" Aria blurted out, excited. "Well, you can...but I wouldn't try it uninvited." Abram said amused.

The points of light formed the outline of a dragon, but the longer he looked, the more something about it felt wrong. This dragon wasn't like the ones in the Dragon Abyss. The true dragons there were five-clawed creatures, formed from the traditional composite: rabbit eyes, deer antlers, an ox muzzle, a camel's head, a clam's belly, tiger paws, eagle talons, fish scales, and a serpent's body. They weren't winged lizards. Yet the figure on the wall, though it strove toward a serpentine shape, had an abdomen that bulged in a way that resembled folded wings pressed flat against its body.

There was a shifting light underneath them, too, that reminded her of a frozen waterfall trapped in motion, gleaming under moonlight. With a rattling shiver, the hatchling loosened the short spines that she hadn’t noticed were lying flat along its back. There was a main ridge of themtrailing from the top of its head down to the tip of its tail, long then short then long again at its end. An auxiliary line of pure white spines jutted out on either side of those as well. They were much shorter, the smallest of them little more than tiny nubs poking out from the scales. A moment later, all of them folded down and lay flat again. Incredible. Beautiful. Unbelievable—a live dragon right in front o

The pain was so strong. A few feet away Freja stood in shock, watching as Zarek, now a huge ass dragon, rolled around in the snow whimpering like a giant puppy. She had never seen a dragon of that size except when she killed the Elder Drake as a teen. Everything about his body was hard and sharp, designed to kill and maim. His scales were a beautiful amber color that shimmered under the sun, mesmerizing her momentarily. Sharp horns trailed from the top of his snout and down his head and back to where they ended at the tip of his long tail. Zarek’s body was sleek but bulky in the right places for protection, his toes wielding wicked sharp claws that tore up the dirt as he rolled around. She s

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.

Then Black Dragon spoke. “Hello. I’m Black Dragon of Dark Knight, 18. But just call me JD outside.” He said with a smirk. I gulped. He’s not even offering his hand for us to shake. He’s not even sharing anything more about himself. Just like that. His aura radiates confidence and no fear. But I can also sense a feeling of excitement and loneliness at the same time. I shook my head. It’s confusing. I sighed. Sean-hyung looked at me. “Something wrong, Hawkeye?” he asked.

Dodging a thrown rock, David quickly skims the record regarding the Draco. Draco Classification: Animal (Superspecies) Description: A massive four-legged super reptile with almost impervious scales covering its powerful body. Its claws are capable of ripping and rending flesh apart with ease in addition to being able to shatter stone. Due to its evolution, its head is no longer similar to an alligator but is leaner in shape, making it more similar to the dragons of myths and legends.

“With the help of me and my four brothers. That first video is real, and it is my brother Mitchell. Each of my brothers' dragons is a different color. Mine happens to be red.” I just sat staring at him. “What about those dreams all those months ago?” “My great grandfather had a gift and I think I inherited it. Yet somehow this gift brought you into it. Somehow you experienced what I was.” “And this bonding dream? Are you saying we are bonded for life?” “Yeah. My dragon recognized you even through the dreams as my mate.” I look over at the TV and saw Draco the dragon. “You look like that only red?” He smiled as he looked at the screen, “I would like to think my dragon is nicer looking.”