Dragon Tales Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Loras adds. "Now that my dragon is a girl, that means we are going to have dragon babies?" Astrid asks looking excited at Dracos and Aine. The two dragons give her a scolding look. "Let the know each other, won't you?" Loras laughs looking at the annoyed beasts. "But if you want dragon babies, we can do that ourselves." He smirks and wraps his arms around her waist, playfully biting her neck. Astrid laughs to hide the pinch of guilt she's feeling. She still drinks that tea after every time they sleep together...

First off, Dragons don’t even exist anymore, not since the ancient wars. “I’ve never seen most of those creatures. And a Dragon, Griffin and Sphinx?” I question incredulously. Dylan shrugs his shoulder. “I’m telling you, he watches over a few in Tri-ad,” Dylan once again explains. Tri-ad? From what I know, that’s a realm between Eldora and Hell, only spirits of the dead pass through it. “Have you gone crazy?” I wonder loudly. Theia giggles. I’m momentarily surprised she’s here. She seems to be as interested in the conversation as I am.

" Draco We need to head back home . Now... " Draco was puzzled to see the look of dismay and grief on his beloved queen. " What is it my love? " He asked touching the end of her hair that fell over her hips, spiralling. " It's another dream. As real as the one that I had before I was kidnapped my Nemesis... This is worse. My heart is sinking... We need to head home now. " And with that they were headed back towards the Dragon Realm.

"What you ask for is not yours. Did no one teach you not to covet for someone else's possession. This crown is mine, bitch and it will be mine, always." She half transformed, and I could see her long brown tail reaching me. She used her tail to tug at my hair. My scalp felt like it would peel off from my skull. Not every dragon could transform partially on a whim. Only the most powerful ones could, and apparently Orna's dragon was powerful. I could see the dark magic wrapped around her. It was like the direct contrast of the magic of my crown. I winced in pain before I plunged the dagger into her tail. A horrible screech left the dragon's parted lips as she pulled her tail back before long c

“I’ve tried everything I know to work. None of it is having the right effect. It’s as if her body doesn’t want to heal.” “ARE YOU SAYING SHE WANTS TO DIE?!" I roar. He cowers, not because he isn't brave, but because I am a dragon. My fangs elongate as I approach, my claws thickening as they sprout from what used to be hands. Grabbing the front of his shirt, my talons easily shred the material. "HOW DARE YOU IMPLY THAT MY TREASURE WANTS TO BE ANYWHERE BUT WITH HER PRINCE!"

he whispers in my ear, making a shiver run through me and my stomach knot… My cheeks flush as I feel all eyes on me and then, to make matters worse, his lips brush my shoulder as Aslantha glares at me with barely disguised hatred and jealousy. He stands tall, leaving me a little light-headed, releasing me from his hold. ‘See? He is swoon-worthy.’ Shayara’s smug voice comes, having managed to break through the walls in my distraction. ‘You are not forgiven.’ I growl, pushing her back, but I’m more angry at the woman across from me. The sudden decision to make her jealous entices me and I look up at Agnarr whose eyes are locked with Aslantha. They say Dragons have the mind link but again I was

Alexi had told me that the longer they were in their world, the longer it would take for them to return, and I cursed my heart for falling too deeply in love with them. Martha told me the most interesting story when she saw the mark on my shoulder. The patient I had thought was challenged initially happened to be a heartbroken dragon mate who lost her mind while waiting for her mate to return. The moment she saw the mark, she began to cry, telling me they won't return. She showed me her mark, and I realised she was the one that wrote the infamous' Fucked by Dragons' book. I asked her why she did not tell me the truth and made up all those crazy stories, and she asked me if I would have belie

Anya, ‘Hi’ Arya, ‘Hello wild cat. Anya, ‘Thank you so much. This wouldn't have happened without your information.’ Arya, ‘I know! So, ready for your promotion?’ Anya, ‘What promotion? Arya, ‘Aww! Are you hurt my wild cat?’ His tone sent a chill down her spine and left her heart racing. This was wrong! Why was Arya trying to stake his claim over her? Anya, ‘I am not yours! Stop calling me that. Thanks for everything. I need to go now.’

Jasmine POV Could it be, I thought to myself.. We have waited for a Tribrid for centuries. Many centuries ago, an Elf Oracle prophesized that Tribird will help bring the balance to our species and to the world. Her prophecy was confusing. She spoke of the balance – of the Three and initially we were confused thinking she was talking about First Dragon, Thalia and Lord Alwyin. To this day the prophecy was not clear – if it was three people, or Triibrid itself. However, what I was sure of, is that there was a very strong possibility that Dragana was one. I needed Samuel to look into this. He was the head of the Slavic coven now, he will know how to help. This was extremely sensitive, but if tr

I watch as the huge white dragon flies up into the air. “I’ve got the green one!” Truda yells, shooting her harpoon. I hear the scream of a dragon, but I can’t look. At that moment, the big beautiful dragon lifts up into the sky, screaming her rage. She and the big white one begin blowing air against us, pushing the other dragons back as the wolves go after the elves. They take off running, the cowards, but I hold steady, aiming for the beautiful dragon. I don’t want to kill her, I want to claim her.