Dragon Gir Novels & Stories

The reason she was named Angel was due to the fact that her Dragon was an Angel Aura quartz color. We hadn’t changed her name when she shifted for the first time. Unlike other Dragons, she had also been born with a Dragon Stone, which was the Angel Aura quartz. The Stone was beautiful, with a white base and a mixture of iridescent colors. She was the most beautiful Dragon that I have ever seen. Depending on how the light hit her, her coloring would shimmer with a colorful aura. The Stone had been named correctly because whenever I saw it, she looked like an Angel.

She was upset that she did not manage to make her create a tornado even shock waves, but she could only hope for the last four dragons that were left to be like Xyla. As she walked away, Edrei flew off into the air again, her men and Yael complimented her on her achievements, and she could only smile at them. Then after taking a short a break, she stood up again and called out for the next griffin. This time, a male griffin, this was due to its small size and a mane like around its neck that she named Angus, he had a yellowish mane, he was also another failure. As it was with Jara, she could not even manage to force him to bring her to land back on the ground.

I rub my cheek along him and a rumble comes from him that sends all sorts of tingles through me. As I turn my head to the other side I see Dragus shifting into his dragon form just as big as Darian's but silver instead of gold, the same piercing eyes looking back at me, he moves slowly towards me just as cautious as Darian, when he reaches me, he does the same as his brother and runs his head along my other side with a rumble of his own. I wrap my body around him as he brings his head back. He gives me a toothy grin that I all but return.

It made him panic. Darryl cracked a smile when he noticed White Tiger King’s flustered expression. "White Tiger King, this is called the Trap Dragon Thorn. These Trap Dragon Thorns were specially invented by humans to deal with the Green Dragon clan. Once being stabbed, any powerful dragon will inevitably lose the ability to fly. I believe it is very painful. Even the Green Dragon clan could not bear the torture of the Trap Dragon Thorn. Would you like to try it?” Darryl said slowly to make himself clear as he had a relaxed expression on his face.

Harris thought it was so magical being in the sky and looking at the two large dragons flying on their right. Harris could easily tell which one was Lana. Her dragon was almost half the size of Adonis and Atticus. Draven was bigger than both. His wing span was larger, and his body was twice the size of Lana's. Draven’s tail stretched out longer than the other two dragons. The spikes along his head and neck were sharper, more pronounced and longer, and his talons looked deadlier.

I quickly changed into the new clothes. I was still astonished. "What the hell just happened? What had I shifted into?". I was a phoenix and a dragon.What kind of creature is that . Gina walked forward,her back was turned to us. "You shifted into Phoenix dragon a myth in books of magic history.No fae or witch has seen nor has ever transformed into such kind of creature before.The dragon has its own flame magic,they are very powerful and Phoenix ,a bird of desert obtains new life by rising from the ashes of its predecessor.It reborns each time it has been killed".

The last question sounds more like a demand than a question. "Argon is the name. Kin of the mighty, highly-favoured, and aboriginal dragons..." "The infamous chief of all flying beasts— the golden dragon," they chorused. The lines were introduced to them back when they were little so that anyone who may not recognize them at first shall pay the crime of not recognizing the mighty dragons—the highly-favored creation of the god Azgorath. Her thoughts suddenly become disheveled. Part of her wants to delight in meeting a long-lost relative in the mortal world. Yet, when her memory reminds her of the kind of creature Argon is, she strides back.

From the balcony, the entire court is watching them. Loras is already with Dracos, making sure the riding equipment is in place for the fourth time today. He steps aside when Omar approaches. "I, Omar Dradarian, descendant of the first dragon king, ask you to obey me!" Omar shouts into the air, his voice powerful and clear. Dracos looks at him for a second before howling to the sky. He lets his huge head down and Omar goes closer. The flame erupts from his mouth and for a second, Astrid's heart stops. Next to her, Loras tenses up too.

Dragons from all around the world comes to celebrate this festival. .......... Ginger and Claire moaned as Allain groped their breasts. Helen was crouched between his legs sucking his cock. He grunted when Hellen licked her way up to his roots. He ducked his head and sucked on Ginger's budding breast while kneading Claire's dry pussy. The women faked moans to not get punished by the dragon King.

Those eyes burned like an unquenchable flame, testing her patience and scrutinizing her every move. Dragon sat beside his wife, Olivia, who exuded confidence and satisfaction as she spoke to him in a calm tone. His sleek black hair and sharp gaze made him resemble a meticulously crafted statue. Yet, what truly set Dragon apart was the commanding aura that surrounded him—a power that demanded either respect or fear. Jenny, on the other hand, wore a simple dress that highlighted her natural beauty, her wavy hair and green eyes giving her a captivating, understated charm.