Dragon Slayer Magic Novels & Stories

outed, crossing my arms over my chest. “What’s that supposed to mean? I could totally be a mage.”She shook her head, still chuckling. “It’s not that simple. Magic isn’t something you can just pick up like a hobby. It’s… complicated.”“Complicated how?” I asked, genuinely curious.Elyra’s expression turned thoughtful, her fingers tracing the intricate embroidery on her robes. She tilted her head slightly. “Magic is a blessing, but it’s also a burden,” she began, her voice steady but layered with emotion. “It requires discipline, sacrifice, and an unbreakable connection to the world around you. You can’t just snap your fingers and expect things to happen. Every spell, every enchantment, it all c

I ask, skeptically. "When you touched me, it was like my magic was suddenly being sucked out of me. Then shortly after you lit up with green flames, my green flames. You see, dragon slayers can bend dragon magic to their will in many different ways. In your case, I believe that you can absorb and harness dragon magic. With enough training, you could become the most powerful dragon slayer alive, especially considering your mate is a dragon,” he explains. I can't believe this. A dragon slayer. I am a dragon slayer. How is that possible?

Soldiers fell to their knees, shields raised against the heat, and even the monstrous beasts recoiled, the dragon’s raw power unrelenting. Elara felt the bond flare violently, silver and gold energy coiling around her like living serpents. She threw her hands forward, amplifying the bond, guiding and tempering the fire, protecting allies from the full brunt of the inferno. Her magic intertwined with his, creating a devastating barrier that burned, healed, and protected all at once.

“No, no, no… I won’t… I won’t let that happen.” Slade howled with rage and pain inside me, trying to force the shift, fighting me for control, his fury tangled with despair. ‘We’re losing it. Losing everything. Save her. Get away from her before it’s too late.’ And that’s when I saw it. The Silver Abyss. It cut through the dark forest like a blade through flesh, mist curling upward, silver mist swirling with lethal beauty, the sheer cliffside falling away into a gaping void where moonlight shimmered faintly over its surface. Magic hung heavy here, old, ancient, dangerous.

As I concentrate on them the color shifts from blue to purple back to blue and then to green. “Come to me, Slone. I will give you more power than you could ever imagine. Powers to reshape the world, to make of it what you truly want. With powers like those, they will have no choice but to accept you as a member of the coven." "That doesn't sound like witch magic to me. That sounds like something a warlock would do.

He smiled at us, revealing his bloody lips as blood trickled down the edge of his lips. Suzy closed her eyes and started chanting incantations, she controlled every molecule present in the air and directed it towards the map to have a lead of some sort but instead, the map caught fire-- every part of it leaving nothing but burnt ashes on the table and burnt-out candles. "How is that possible?" I stood up immediately not understanding how and what went wrong. "It is simple actually, he is cloaked by magic. After all, he is a powerful warlock that won't do anything to stay anonymous considering the fact that he has upset a powerful family." Suzy raised her brow and grinned at everyone present.

"Hit the ground running; got it." The monsters of the Sluagh were getting eager, or maybe they were just plain pissed because they were moving faster than their shadow cover and some of them were starting to poke through the obvious disguise. I cringed and set my attention on the ground. I wouldn't look at them unless I absolutely had to. "It's a type of magic." Tiernan squeezed me tighter. "The fear you're feeling isn't just from their appearance." "As if they needed any help." I grimaced and then looked up at him with a smile. "Thank you for telling me that."

Some lift the deceased dragons, while some begin to gather wood, and the others start burning what’s left on the field. I stare at the red dragon. He’s larger than the others. “Is that you?” I ask. “It is. The red dragons are the strongest. I can control the elements: fire, wind, water, and earth. Since I’m the prince, I can cast spells and do other magic, but it requires more energy. My natural magic I can do without the help of the dragon stone.” He pauses for a moment, “We are going to skip ahead.” I nod. We are back in the first room. Everyone is walking in, and they’re completely naked. A scream rings throughout the walls. Jonat runs into the room, “They’re all dead!”

If I could go back to a few days ago when I received Cyran’s email, I would have packed my bags and left. “It might not be possible for humans, but Dragons have abilities that humans couldn’t dream of. Some of us can read minds, while others have different abilities. It isn’t like I always invade someone’s privacy, but I thought now was the exception.” Kellan moved off the couch he was on and came to sit between Jade and me.

Oren said. “There are things seeking out magic much worse than dragons or kind-hearted Diabolists. Dark wizards and ancient demons will be attracted to the power and hunt you. The more magical energy you find and store in that infernal spell node of yours, the more dangerous it will become. You will be a beacon for evil to hunt.” “No need to lecture me, Astra. I know the dangers and I am prepared. You once sacrificed yourself to this existence for me. I couldn’t live with myself if I didn’t at least try the same to get you back.”