Dragon Fantasy Made Real Novels & Stories

an explosion of crimson-red energy came out and transformed him into his true form, a terrifying creature of draconic shape! His vast Mana which amounted to the millions began to exude out of his body like a stream of crimson-red colors, as the smoke of the explosion that transformed him dissipated, what the Orcs eyes saw was something that had come right out of their most terrible of nightmares! It was a dragon… yet it looked way too different than any Dragon they had ever seen before. It walked in four limbs, each limb was slim and sharp, filled with black and crimson scales that seemed to be made of a metallic material. Each limb had large crimson-red claws seemingly made of this metallic

Draco, who sat at the side, also felt that Dalton’s words were far-fetched. “Dalton, are you talking about the kind of enchantments depicted in fantasy movies? Does that sort of thing really exist in this world?” asked Draco.

*Roar* The Winged Serpent roared sheepishly as it slowly retreated under the majestic aura of the fiery apparition slowly taking form before it. It knew this creature. It was modeled after this creature and it aspired to one day become this creature. “Ignis Draco!” For this creature was a fire dragon! It was nothing but a conjured image from flames, but its aura and power felt so real that the Winged Serpent dared not stare at it too long. “True Flames”

, he chuckled at that, “We need to scatter around and gather more of these if we are lucky we might meet with an elder dragon” *** They sat across each other, pamphlets scattered about before them. “There’s no way in hell these people have a dragon”, Dragomir said. “How can you tell?” "This is a very sleazy depiction of a dragon, this green-looking beast is nothing close to what an actual dragon looks like”, he wrapped the paper and tossed it to the wall behind Raisel, a little bit above her head. “Well, there's no harm in actually trying, we just need to check the dates…"

“Now girls, I am a Dhampir like you but, I am a little different. Do you know what a familiar is?” The two older girls nodded. “Well, I have a familiar,” Seraphina pulled the sleeve of her dress down to show them her marking. “Can you guess what it is?” “A Flutterby,” one of the toddlers shouted as she threw her hands up in the air. “A very good guess,” Seraphina lightly tapped her on the nose. “But not quite-“ “-A dragon!” one of the older girls gasped as she stared at the markings. “Yes, very good. So, I am going to shift into my dragon and you are going to fly home on my back with the others. Now my dragon is very big but, she’s very kind and gentle so, you don’t need to be scared, okay?”

'' The ways how the words came out of Catori's mouth, and the look she had on her beautiful face made it known to Rydstrom that his mate wouldn't hesitate to kill those in Desolation. ''Tell you what. I will take you back to my palace and if you still have the feeling of killing those that you hate, then I won't hold my army back.'' ''And you will teach me how to be a dragon?'' "Of course.'' Catori smiled. ''I always knew that dragons were real. I mean, who would just make up stories like that? And I'm certain that the Villagers aren't so smart to come up with tails like that on their own.''

Nessa said pointing to a painting of a Chinese water dragon she had hanging on the cave wall. “Black scales? I know of only one dragon with black scales. That is Fafnir, he became the king of all dragons after his father sacrificed himself to create our world. Unless I am mistaken, which I must admit, is almost never” Al’ik said stroking her chin. “Now that I have something to go on for wound though I read the healing texts and there is only one way to heal such a wound, treating it requires you to be awake, and it will be painful. I will have to stich all broken muscle fibers and tendons back together manually using magic weave.”

He asked but Alister only held a hand up. "Drakkon" he said and a sparkle of blue emitted from his palm, then Danté saw amazed a tiny dragon form of ice and crawl around in his hand "If merely listening to the word didn't tell you it means dragon, you know now" "What kind of magic is this? Is it similar to a warlock?" Danté asked. Amber couldn't resist and brought her hand over from the back seats. "Drakania" she said and a tiny dragon of fire appeared in her palm, Danté sat there like a kid watching new toys, the two little dragons so life-like if one wasn't burning and one clearly made of ice and water, he would have been fooled.

So with that in mind, I look through the list of movies with such a theme. A lot of them have the dragons be mindless brutes, but there are those where they’re more realistic. Still not a perfect representation, but closer than the more animalistic ones. The ones that spark my interest more, though, are the ones with fantasy elements. Elves, dwarves, things like that. If only humans knew that such creatures really existed and that they were out there, right under their noses!

If she asked a question he was going to answer it. "Dragons?" Her face wide with a smile, her eyes a light with joy. "What?" He felt like he had missed something. "Are dragons real?" "Oh, our game. Yes." "No way! Like real dragon dragons? Like Game of Thrones Dragons!?" "Um not like that, they are shifters. Like me. They are very rare though, but even if you were near one you would just see a human. A human who made your skin crawl and made you feel like prey, but still appears human."