Dragon Anatomy Novels & Stories

His pupils grew round and full, like a bird of prey watching a mouse. What was Spencer? What had I gotten myself into? I should have just stayed home and confronted Nolan and my sister. If I had it would suck, but I wouldn’t be about to be possibly murdered by someone who might not be human. A rumbling growl came from deep in Spencer’s chest and he leaned back slightly on his barstool. Watching me with those eerie looking eyes. “I’m a dragon.” The words were raspy and didn’t sound human. It was almost a growl, but not quiet, something animalistic. A warning.

Achilles waited patiently for her reply. As he waited for her to gather her thoughts, he took a moment to appreciate the beauty stood before him. He could tell that Seraphina’s dragon hadn't reached its full size yet but still, she stood tall at about 12ft tall, she was covered in pearlescent scales that looked smooth as glass and shone in hues of pink, purple and blue as the candle light flickered off of her body. A strange ethereal glow radiated from her body, Achilles couldn’t help but stare at his fated Princess in bewilderment, she was an angel, no, a goddess. As he looked up to her dragon’s face, he was shocked and joyous that he was looking into the same purple and blue eyes that he h

cried Morris. The dragons flew into the sky, they then took the Drake's body and slowly brought it down to earth. The huge dragon slowly transformed into its human form. Drake looked very pale. Alarick immediately checked his pulse. "He is still alive!" cried Alarick in disbelief. One of the elves approached. He then tried to examine Drake's body with the elves' medicine, which was the most advanced of them all. Alarick waited anxiously, as did the other creatures. "This can't be..." he muttered.

His bodies could absorb and accommodate a large amount of dragon power thanks to the help of its mana power. Draco's body floated out of the lake and floated on the surface of the lake. Draco filled his body with overflowing magical energy. Gradually he changed his form and transformed into a dragon, trying to reach the size of a full adult dragon. He had tried this simple exercise several times, and that day, he felt that his success was imminent. Draco's body enlarged and turned into a dragon with scales and black wings with streaks of silver, red, white, green, and sky blue. His wingspan was so large that his shadow could cover the entire city when he flew overhead. His teeth were as long

I was on his tail and ran up towards his back as his tail swished around and he turned his head to get a look at me. I punched him as hard as I could at the exact point where his spine connected with his skull. There was a small hollow hole right behind that point where it met with muscle and tendon. It was that exact spot that rendered a dragon off balance for a few seconds. I grabbed the dragon’s horn and swung all my body weight to the side as he stumbled slightly and then went crashing down to the ground. I would have maybe five more seconds before he regained control of himself. I slid down his massive chest and stuck my morphed hands in between the scales and through the ribs that prot

Then a risky thought entered his mind something he hadn’t done in many years, he didn’t have time to ponder it, he couldn't lose another person again, he was ready to do anything he could to save her. He leapt into the air, and slowly his skin was covered in black scales and spikes, his hands turned into the forehand of a dragon, three powerful fingers and sharp claws on each of these fingers, to grab and lift anything. His hind legs had shortened, they had transformed into a dragon’s. His torso was large, many times the size of an average human. His powerful head contained sharp teeth that could easily pierce through anything he bit into. He flapped his very powerful wings.

"Like he was tortured?" Stefanos glanced at Wraya, who begin moving backwards like as if trying to cover himself with the trees. Stefanos knew this was a sensitive topic for the Dragon, the topic about his mother. So he just nodded, not really saying anything in the matter. Draco continued. "According to the study, a Dragon hatchling takes up to twenty five years to finish their hibernation process before they turn into full fletched adult dragons. Their life span is up to two hundred years. How old do you think is this one?"

The dragon roared in both pain and anger, snapping its melting noseband and shattering it into hailstones that plummeted to the ground. Temujin silently prayed that he was right. As a general rule, the heart of an elongated dragon lay about one third to one fourth of its body length down from its head. The only exception to this rule was the Ōmukade or Centipede Dragon of the Southlands, which had a tubular heart that stretched through each body segment.

Elizabeth packs her beautiful blond hair in a ponytail as she widens her red ruby eyes as well in suspense. “Dragons!”Historia begins. “Those scary looking, regal gigantic birds, with ginormous bar-like wings and heads like huge lizards clustered with horns and impregnable scales. They have long bard tails like armored horses, and sharp-clawed teeth that can rip you apart and chew your bones. They spit out volcanic fire that can devour a whole city.

"If I could access these memories without knowing it, then whoever created DragonCoin might be in the same position—channelling dragon knowledge through technology without understanding the consequences." The car hummed as it accelerated onto the highway, its engine producing that strange purring sound that seemed to resonate with something deep in Sage's chest. The sensation was oddly comforting, like finding a missing piece of herself she hadn't known was gone. "First lesson," Marcus said, glancing at her. "Breath control. Dragons don't breathe fire—that's a human misconception. What we do is manipulate elemental energies through focused respiration." "Really starting with the basics, aren