Dragons Hiccup Novels & Stories

Ragnar looked like the world was ending as he rushed to his mate's side. Charlotte was pale, her body covered in a layer of sweat as she fought the transformation. This would sometimes happen if a mate were marked without consent, but it was rare to see anyone reject a royal claim. "What can we do to help you?" Demelza asked the dragon healer, going immediately to Titan's aid as her whole body shuddered with convulsions. The toll it was taking to try and keep Charlie in the land of the living was tremendous. "...need your strength," Titan whispered with effort, and the twins placed their hands on her shoulders, "Take what you need."

If they find out she is a dragon too the target on her back will become big enough to see it from the moon. They walk out of the room and as they close the door a gust of wind coming from nowhere snuffs out the torches. "Dracos started to sing." Astrid says hearing the echo of the melody so loud that she fears the walls will shatter. "No, he didn't." Loras says, looking at her like she was growing another head, "Can't you hear it? It's so loud!" Astrid shouts, covering her ears. Loras looks at her and then around them. Nothing. He closes his eyes, trying to feel his dragon, but Dracos is asleep in the field.

I was on his tail and ran up towards his back as his tail swished around and he turned his head to get a look at me. I punched him as hard as I could at the exact point where his spine connected with his skull. There was a small hollow hole right behind that point where it met with muscle and tendon. It was that exact spot that rendered a dragon off balance for a few seconds. I grabbed the dragon’s horn and swung all my body weight to the side as he stumbled slightly and then went crashing down to the ground. I would have maybe five more seconds before he regained control of himself. I slid down his massive chest and stuck my morphed hands in between the scales and through the ribs that prot

Sylar walked up to me and opened the bottle up. "This is catnip. Dragons are sort of like cats, big cats. This stuff will make any angry dragon calm and relax with a huge smile on it's face. You can give him a pinch of this to play with when he's angry, hard to handle, or misbehaving. You should keep this on you at all times. I should warn you though that older dragons get too happy from this and it'll drive them to want to mate so make sure you don't give this to him when he's older because it won't work. Trust me, you don't want to see a dragon in his mating season. That's where a typical dragon is depicted. Hoards of treasure, possessiveness, dominance, fire, massive size, a huge bed to g

But how come it is growing this fast? “Is Hunger’s growth rate normal, dad? The last time I saw him which was only the other day, he was this small!” Cent showed to her father Hunger’s size using her hands – demonstrating the difference. Her question was not answered when Gukasho’s staggering form ensued as he coughed like he was running out of breath. His long and wrinkled finger was pointing at Hunger which was now sitting beside Maleficent. “A-A dragon! No! Black scales with red stripes like flames of the Nether World, there are no other dragon that has this kind of character but one – ”

Mia froze for a moment when she saw it opening its mouth, deep inside it, she saw flames forming in them. Just when he was about to blast her with it, Hana rushed toward her screaming, “Mia!” As mates, It's normal that Hana couldn't watch her partner die. Hana was heading straight toward her when the dragon's large, razor-sharp scaly tail smacked into her, sending her flying into the distance. She immediately lost consciousness when she hit the ground with a thump, jolting Mia out of her reverie. “Hana!” Before she even think of going after her, the dragon faced her again. But just before he conjured up another flame, a girl named Danica, a guard from Aarav's side jumped on top of the beast.

Wind buffeted them, and Rurik stared across the Moscow skyline, searching for the building Charlotte was being held in. The hunters stumbled back as the massive flat roof suddenly got crowded. Three great dragons landed just yards away from them. They ranged in color from blue, to white, to green, their clawed feet scraping against the concrete. "Holy shit," Meg gasped. Rurik laughed. "The blue dragon is Grigori, the green dragon is Mikhail, and the white dragon is Piper, Mikhail's wife. Tie your gear to their legs. Anything you can't hold on to during flight." He glanced at Meg, who stared in awe at the snow-white dragon that was Piper. She reached up to touch her, and Piper bumped her hand

I spent hours studying the text. I learned about Alice's Dragon, referred to in ancient languages as the 'Rare Healer of Fire.' This unique dragon was gifted with ancient magic. If the Rare Healer of Fire mated with another dragon, they would be reborn as humans but retain the ability to use dragon magic without their dragon forms.

“Hiccup!” Latte hiccupped. It was obvious, the sound resonated between them. She didn’t know why but she hiccupped while dashed toward the enemy while her eyes were searching for that familiar gaze. And at the same time, she felt a foreboding feeling. KLANG! KLANG! BOM! BOM! BOM! BOM! Two werewolves were confronting one dragon and its owner. The collided bodies resonated inside the forest. The blood painted the forest and the nasty sounds were singing in the back.

Little Tulip let out a determined war cry, and her lightning dragon Twinkle did the same. They both released a burst of power that caught everyone's attention, Tulips little body gained a white aura as she pushed herself to the absolute limit. The spear inside the dragon's body melted in seconds, the moment it did, the massive dragon shrunk to a few inches tall. Tulip then lost consciousness, falling into her sister's arms, "you did well, baby sister. Let your big sister take it from here."