Dragon Oc Novels & Stories

“In the meantime, take care of the little one. Make us proud.” She flew around the platform and dipped her long neck towards Lord Ombra who still stood with Damien in his human form. Ombra looked at Dorin’s group and scowled before rising into the air to follow his wife. He turned into a gigantic dragon, so black that he seemed part of the darkness.

Rowan glanced over the crowd, looking at our table. “Horus, King Osirus’ dragon, as well as the elves have made sure of that. Green grasses cover the plains, the trees have taken root and new species of our kind have been brought out from hiding,” he smiled. “Orcs, were a great benefactor in helping us win this war.”

George gritted his teeth, looking at the idiot in front of him. "It's not that easy. He is not a normal dragon. He is Drake Hamilton, the most powerful orange dragon ever born. No one can kill him just like that. Not even the dragon elders. Even if we complain, he has a valid reason to be there in the fairy world. So not even the dragon elders could punish him for that" George pointed out.

He was the color of a royal Omega Dragon, the same color as his Dad's dragon. Just like Roman, Sora is small. Even compared to other Omega dragons. The Omega stretches his wings out, something he hasn't been able to do since he was young. His neck stretched as his head raised toward the sky. The Omega took in a deep breath, and a breath of smoke left his mouth when he roared.

a white haired guard instructed, but then chuckled, adding, "Her guest is very capable of taking care of himself and her, but we need to alert them." When Duncan heard this, his heart leapt, he needed to get to her before they did so she could maybe mask his scent. "But what if it is a false alarm, Draco?" Brown haired guard asked, scratching his crooked nose. "It is better safe than sorry," Draco said, and then continued. "Now, Odin!" Odin who seemed to be the youngest of them all morphed into a bat and flew off. Duncan charged after Odin. Odin arrived at a place filled with tall trees with white flowers on the branch and butterflies, flying around them.

Her white eyes glowing and I look between the two of them. “I would never deny her anything. Watch yourself, Oracle, for I am not in a gaming mood.” Lykos speaks and I know this is going to get out of hand fast if I don’t intervene. Odessa steps forward. “Try it. You maybe king, but I am a dragon queen. Don’t get it twisted, Lykos. I’m not afraid of you or your human. So, back the fuck off.” She says rather calmly and I stand up, standing between the two of them.

“Ozul is the name of a God. Specifically, God of the Shadows.” Draco snarled loudly, though it wasn’t aimed in my direction. For some odd reason, he was snarling at Orion. With a scathing look, he stomped from the room and slinked down the hall, his raised hackles disappearing from sight. I stood there blinking and gawking at them until Azrael’s words slid past my thick skull. No one spoke. No one breathed. Even Orion’s blistering rage seemed to be taking a pause. “Let me get this straight. You had the God of Shadows prisoner in your basement and didn’t know it?”

"No sedation needed this time. The child stopped screaming after the first incision.” My fingers went numb. I dropped the journal. It hit the floor with a muffled thump, the pages splaying open. There were more journals. Stacked haphazardly in a crate beneath the table. I pulled another one out, this time leather dyed blue. Gold initials on the spine. Someone had once been proud of this work. "Only a dragon can rule dragons. The blood must be bent, broken, reshaped. The Order fears me because I do what they will not. I evolve the breed."

I turn to see Acre, Sky, my mother and father and grandma Beth all standing around us, the latter three had burn marks around their necks from where the silver collars were, "Ocean, hold tight to Desert, only you can channel her powers, the rest hold hands" We all do as Lanna has instructed us and Lanna starts whispering words that sound like a chant as we stood watching the battle before us, the noise starts to dim, a light above the battle starts to decend and eventually we can see or hear anything, until a sweet voice hums a tune, calming us, then it whispers, "You have done so well, the bond of family is strong, remember to be as one",

said the dragon king with a smirk and flicked her forehead . " Ouc ! " said Charlotte and she touched her forehead . She looked at the dragon king and saw him smiling while looking at her . Two of his teeth were longer than others and came out of him mouth and made him look like a vampire . ' Weird !.....he is so ugly , he is a dragon , he is scary , he looks like a vampire too but........why do I think that he actually looks a bit cute when he smiles ?!........the tress of this situation has finally made me crazy !........ ' thought Charlotte with a cute sulking expression .