Dragon Fantasy Made Real Novels & Stories

Mia knew that the reincarnation of The legendary mage would soon appear, after all she had been present when Freya, who was her childhood friend, had given birth to the reincarnation of the golden dragon. Only, the golden dragon had a biological mother and father who were both powerful dragons, unlike Cassy who had appeared from nowhere, and when Dylan who was Freya's soul mate had seen the tattoo of the golden dragon on his son's right wrist, he had immediately gotten rid of all the witnesses of his birth and he had asked her to protect their son.

Those who had done so were only successful when they used the Four Holy Beasts’ blood. Thus, no one could be certain whether immortality was granted by the Four Holy Beasts’ blood or the ninth rank itself. To be with James forever, Thea decided to slay the dragon and help James also become immortal. James glanced at the martial artists. Many were familiar faces, and only a few were strangers to him. However, he could see that those who dared to slaughter the dragon were strong and stood at least at the eighth rank. “Honey, do you know where the dragon is?” asked Thea.

“What? When, brother?” Ghaeron forced himself to share the tale of his great shame, one that he had shared with no one since the early days of life on Edon. “Shortly after Mother and Father had brought forth the first life here on Edon, I became fascinated with the complex weaving of mystical forces that had been utilized to do so. Such variety of living creatures had come into being! Humans, Elves, Dwarves, Minotaurs, and a host of lesser known beings, all benign and given great potential for growth. Growth is one of the constants of the universe, as you know. It is ingrained into the essence of Dragons.”

She nodded. "They are magic practitioners, are they not?" she retorted. "Well, yes. I suppose they are. But dark magic like this?" "The dragon I fought was made of stone and was given life by magic. It would seem that someone of great power would have had a hand in its creation," Elric voiced. His brother nodded, still unused to hearing a voice inside his head.

She slithered up to Alec and placed one her one hand on his head and the other on his heart, closing her eyes she started to see into Alec’s mind and heart, he was pure at heart and logical with thinking… he carried a light within him despite all the darkness around his life; his light burned brighter now with Nuri in his life, she then knew what archdragons she would make him. A light emitted from her hands and a glow radiated around Alec as he slowly levitated, his body started to take the shape of a dragon, A magnificent black dragon, with lightening blue eyes. Alec’s dragon body came down to the ground he was breathing heavy. Drakina motioned for Nuri to go to Alec, Nuri who was watching

"I'm back." I look up to see West approaching my desk. He's an impure like me. People like us are regarded as the abominations of the society. He's a mage who has the blood of an undead flowing in his veins. On the other hand, I'm a dragon shifter with demon blood running through my veins. "She's safe and sound, Dash. Now, tell me what that was about." "Fine." .... "I can't believe we're doing this" I mutter. West chuckles and nudges me.

Frigga, however, let out a soft scoff and turned to leave. But the moment she turned around—before Heimdall could even react—Odin stepped in front of her, blocking her path. He then took her hand and led her back to Heimdall’s side. Heimdall immediately straightened and said respectfully, “Your Majesty.” “Looks like you’re all having quite an enjoyable conversation,” Odin said casually, picking up a silver goblet. “As for the dragon’s appearance, many books describe it differently, each more inconsistent than the last. As for the blue exterior—that comes from an elven seer’s prophecy of what it will look like thousands of years in the future. If I’m not mistaken, what you read was the illust

I muttered. As the news spread throughout the dragon clan, whispers and murmurs filled the air. Some were in awe of Drogo's unexpected allegiance to Freya, while others expressed doubt and skepticism. Questions swirled in my mind, and I knew I needed to confront Drogo and seek answers. She was the only one who could give me a comforting answer filled with nothing but the Truth. Dragons aren't just flying beings, they are magical creatures who foresee the future and they never lie. They would always stand on the truth.

I said confused. “Seriously Daydra wake the fuck up babe, I don’t want to die no but I don’t want you to deny our bond because it’s a true bond not a fake, serum injected, made in a lab bullshit one” He said raising his voice. “The bond I have with Loclyn is bullshit and the fact that you are all about you is disgusting.” I snapped. “You may be the last dragon but I won’t accept you just to save your species and so you can be a King” I hissed at him this time.

Zephyr Khan seized the opportunity to start his true energy, and his energy and blood seemed to be boiling. With this roar, a True Dragon's phantom began to rush out of his body. The phantom of this Dragon was naturally condensed from the Genuine Dragon energy of Ancient Draconic Way. The True Dragon's phantom was lifelike. Its scales emitted a golden light, as if a True Dragon had descended, with a sense of contempt for the common people. With the appearance of the Dragon phantom, true energy in Zephyr Khan's body ran faster. Then, Zephyr Khan concentrated his attention on the Divine Character.