Dragons World A Fantasy Made Real Novels & Stories

Taran looks sad, “No, but something in me says to find my mother first. I want to know where they looked. The books aren’t completely accurate.” “Taran,” my voice is quiet. I want to learn more about dragons. What parts of the myths are authentic, and what are false? “Will you tell me what is true about dragons? I know about the first dragon and the stone. I want to know why you breathe fire. Are you made of fire? What do dragons eat? Are you born as a human or dragon? Since dragons are reptiles, wouldn’t they lay eggs? How did humans conceive dragons?”

Chapter 62: Welcome, Dear Guests. Crystal’s POV Far ahead of us unfolded a sight that I had never seen before. This must be what Kian said to be ‘the dark side’. This must also be where Lord Beike ran to after our fight in that village. The place looked straight out of a fantasy movie. Trees hang in the air with the falling flower petals that brought some sort of sweet scent. At a glance, it looked like any ordinary fairytale land. However, the large palace sitting in the middle of nowhere was covered in a dark fog – thrilling and somewhat scary. But most of all, the big dragons flying in the sky, instead of birds, caught my attention. Oliver also stared at the numerous dragons, surprise in

he grumbled. [Of course, you're almost a full-blown Dragon now even though not pure dragon since you're a transformed one but meh good enough for me because only the people know the old you can tell you're not a dragon from the start, and you just awaken your "Aura" congratz partner!! And before you ask "Aura" are unique because only dragons can awaken them and its very rare, if you ask me how rare it is well you can see from the millions of dragon from the past only 6 have to awaken them and they are The great red, Ophis, Me, Albion, Tiamat, and Tannin even then it's different from each dragon, Great red for having the strongest "Aura" and Tannin being the weakest now you are the 7th...

Sindre had never witnessed the two this much at odds with one another. Sixten, an elegant grey dragon, worked as a representative of the dragons with magical affinities within the kingdom. Those with magical affinities often found themselves with a higher status than those without. For they were considered the ones that were most loved by the goddess Alira. Being a holder of an affinity, Sixten is one who upholds prejudice against those without. It was his firm belief that dragons who have no more than an element type are beneath those with more powerful magic. If Alira did not love those dragons enough to bestow an affinity unto them, then why should he.

Along the narrow stone path ahead, statues of dragons rose from the earth like sentinels, their ruby eyes glittering in the fading sun. It was haunting. And beautiful. And terrifying. This was a kingdom ruled not by mortals, but by something older. Wilder. A place where time bowed its head and men forgot their pride. A kingdom of dragons, she thought, her heart stuttering. This is their world now. It climbed a mountain carved by dragon claws. Towers spiraled like horns. Rooftops shimmered with dark stone. Fires floated in midair, held by magic. Dragons flew overhead, watching in silence.

The Dragons were given the great privilege of creating a world of their own; one over which they would serve as both protectors and mentors to the life to emerge there. Gheyaral, the male, guided the formation of the world itself. A vast variety of geography and climate gave it beauty, and assured that life there would find many places in which to dwell. Mountains and seas, lakes and rivers, deserts and forests: all comprised the glorious planet they were to make their own.

Elizabeth packs her beautiful blond hair in a ponytail as she widens her red ruby eyes as well in suspense. “Dragons!”Historia begins. “Those scary looking, regal gigantic birds, with ginormous bar-like wings and heads like huge lizards clustered with horns and impregnable scales. They have long bard tails like armored horses, and sharp-clawed teeth that can rip you apart and chew your bones. They spit out volcanic fire that can devour a whole city.

"She's a Witch!" The moment the gem slipped from my grasp, a sudden void consumed me, the magic dissipating with my relinquished hold. Stepping back from the booth, a profound stillness cloaked me as I observed the crowd converging. Panic etched itself onto the faces of men, women, and children alike. The murmurs of discontent swelled into an angry chorus, echoing through the air. In the distance, the clamor of approaching soldiers added urgency to the unfolding scene. A ripple of anxiety coursed through me as I trembled, gazing one final time at the old woman. "You glowed," she whispered. A mirror hung on a twisted post, and my reflection revealed tendrils of cerulean sparks dancing on my i

, he chuckled at that, “We need to scatter around and gather more of these if we are lucky we might meet with an elder dragon” *** They sat across each other, pamphlets scattered about before them. “There’s no way in hell these people have a dragon”, Dragomir said. “How can you tell?” "This is a very sleazy depiction of a dragon, this green-looking beast is nothing close to what an actual dragon looks like”, he wrapped the paper and tossed it to the wall behind Raisel, a little bit above her head. “Well, there's no harm in actually trying, we just need to check the dates…"

Like for example the scroll, an objective only` heard about but on the Lord Dragons possess. Kade has been to sanctuary, the land of dragons. Dragons never interact with outsiders but at a rare chance they might be mates, it is said they are possessive and be borderline caveman. On the arch gate in bold letters creatively framed along with burnt tips reads dragon clan sanctuary.