Dragon Spells Novels & Stories

Bethel frowned for a moment, “Well from a baby really, she would summon cakes from the kitchen and she would summon Lady Persephone’s son’s toys to play with. It was quite amusing really.” Helga’s eyes narrowed, “Seraphina, you are such a mystery.” She shook her head. “What do you mean?” Bethel questioned. “Well if we just consider the facts first, she is a Dragon Dhampir, a Dhampir with a familiar is rare enough yet, to have a Dragon familiar? I know I don’t need to tell you how rare that is,” Bethel nodded at Helga. “She also carries Alexandria’s Genesis, she has the markings for spirit, she-” Helga’s face paled as a thought came to mind.

My fated mate shut me out of our bond for the ninety-ninth time just as the last spark of dragonfire inside me began to die. I walked into the Oath Hall of Obsidian Keep alone. Black stone stretched beneath my feet, cold enough to bite through my slippers, and every step made the cracked channels around my dragon core grind deeper into my chest. “I’m here to renounce the Obsidian Court and dissolve my life-bond with the Dragon Lord.” The clerk took in my bloodless face and lowered his voice. “Lady Ashton, once I set the seal, the Court will no longer be required to protect you. Are you certain?” My dragonfire had been unstable since birth, leaving me weaker than most dragonkin. When I was te

The fire dragon roared, its flames flashing about in the dark storm before vanishing completely. The dark storm faded after one last collision. The gigantic ball of black liquid continued heading forward, shocking Wilbur to his core. Adam was far too powerful, and he might kill Wilbur if this went on. With no other choice, Wilbur chose to cast the Dragon Spell once more. "Dragon Spell: Thunder Strike!" With a roar, a thunder dragon flashing with light all over its body shot out from the cloud, soaring toward the enormous liquid ball. The thunder dragon did not crash into the ball immediately. Instead, it soared above it as it struck the ball with lightning.

Their presence commanded attention, and I watched in awe as they raised a hand, their voice barely above a whisper, invoking a spell that hung in the air like a delicate thread. "Verbera tenebris, inlustra lumen, Vincula daemonum, contere nexus. Tenebris eximo, lucem adfero, Exaudi veritatem, verbera potestatem." As Draco's incantation reached its crescendo, a surge of energy crackled around him, casting an ethereal glow upon his figure. With a flick of his wrist, Draco unleashed a spell, directed at the monstrous form of Malia.

I hope, like the last three times he went out, that he comes home without an egg. There are six colors of dragons – the rarest are the golden queens. They are the most powerful of all dragons. Their mates are primarily the formidable silver dragons, known for their speed, agility, and power. But there are also bronze dragons, always males, who, in rare instances, are strong enough to mate with a queen. Then there are green dragons who are also male and red and blue dragons, which are always females, and usually mate with green or bronze dragons. I hate the practice of hunting dragon eggs. Dragon riders are rare, exceptionally rare. However, those who become dragon riders have the power and s

Alicia looked into his eyes and nodded, letting him know that she wanted that as well. Cory took a deep breath and told her they needed to go see the royal family. “Come with me, I will dry your clothes,” he told her. Cory transformed into his dragon and blew very gently so warm air came out without fire. It blew her hair and clothing dry within seconds. Alicia dressed, folded up Cory’s clothing and climbed up on the dragon’s back. They quickly soared back to the castle.

Drakaina will be part of her – forever. When Hana was in the cave back on the mountain where she and Seraphina took a long trip just to get the dragon’s quest. While battling between Hana and herself – Drakaina, even she knew it was impossible for her to defeat her own other self. The darkness within her is more powerful than she thought.

Rori’s speech died in her throat as the weight of her words slammed down on her along with the terrible feelings that always accompanied her stepfather's name. Mina glanced up as Rori’s temper flared out of control in a way the powerful witch had never seen, and as she peered upward, the sight of several small flits caught her eye. Mina tried not to be obvious about her discovery. Murdok was a powerful dragon and could be keeping them in the mountain and flits were natural Luceat, so they were always attracted to other powerful beings. What Mina couldn't seem to wrap her mind around was how they seemed to hover over Rori and not Murdok. As Rori’s verbal lashing of Kristi continued, Mina coul

The punishment for betraying us will be far worse than anything the vampires or wolves could ever do. As the dragon prince, I had additional magical abilities. My special gift is controlling the elements: fire, water, wind, and earth. My gift is something I can naturally do in both my human and dragon forms. I also can use spells, but it takes additional magic. I always took my magical abilities for granted. Never did I believe there would come the time where I needed to limit myself. Once I find the stone and take my rightful place on the throne, I will show the world my true limitless power. All will bow, and those that refuse will not have mercy. The night creatures we once allowed to exi

It matched the ring I had bought her and I smiled as I looked at it. “By the power granted to us we declare Rylee Grey the Drakaina of the Grey Lair and true fated bonded half of Sire Lucas Grey forevermore,” Elder Peter said. I felt the pull towards the realm of the dragons and when I opened my eyes, Rylee and I stood in a cave, similar to the one where I found Baz. There was a soft humming sound and a large black dragon appeared in front of us. I instinctively knew what to do and held my hand out to him where he made a cut on my palm and repeated the process with Rylee. I took her hand and our blood mingled once again.