Dragons World A Fantasy Made Real Novels & Stories

My hand gripped the quill causing it to break. "Long ago, Dragons used to live in a place called Earth." My Mother began. "These dragons were eventually hunted, killed for the hide and their hordes of treasure. Humans didn't understand that we were just like them, had families, loved, and cared for one another. We were seen as monsters. Until one day, the gods made this realm, Bergarian. Our land is cared for here, the sky is clear, the world is untarnished by the wicked ways some humans abuse their world." "Mother, why did the gods let the humans live if they are so evil?" Mother tutted, picking up a clean piece of parchment.

She asks, looking around like this other dragon just happened to be around and the dragon that just hatched would be lost in the field's tall grass. "They are born as adults. The egg contains the magic that they form from, not their material bodies." Loras answers looking mesmerized at the unseen beauty above them. Astrid unconsciously rises her hand and in an instant, the newly born dragon stops in the air and looks at her. She smiles. Instead of pitch black like Dracos, this one is a dark shade of purple. So beautiful... The dragon flies closer to them and lands right in front of Astrid, holding its huge head so it can smell the tinny girl that continues to smile at it. It pushes the tips

to follow. Rori rolled her eyes and followed Andy into the strange, yet fantastic area. Rori’s eyes immediately found the flowing river, and a chill ran through her as she thought about how Murdok had been such an enormous creature. Rori licked her lips, “I dreamt that my mom and Henry found me here, and he wanted to take something from here… he had this glowing book and when he tried to attack us Murdok burst through the glass wall, but he was this… this enormous dragon.” Andy watched as the circulating magma seemed to almost respond to Rori’s elevated tone of voice. “He tried to protect us and this huge plume of fire rolled out over the top of me, and suddenly, I was on fire… NO, not on f

I say. “I had no idea,” Flavius responds. “Alira plays a major part in dragon culture. Anyways back to the story, I was going to tell,” I laugh at myself for getting distracted. He nods, urging me to continue. "Thousands of years ago, before dragons or humans walked the Earth, there was a goddess, Alira. Alira was the goddess of war, fire, and wrath. Though she was powerful, she was also lonely and jealous; many of the other gods had created their own races to live on earth, such as the fae and the elves. Alira wanted the creation of her own. Thus, she made dragons. She was very proud of her creation, as the dragons were everything that the other races were and more; they were beautiful, str

Dojo reeked slaughter, copper-thick, tatami slick crimson pools, our chests heaving thunder-sync, indigo hakamas spattered gore. "You fight like you're born to it," he growled, scarred jaw inches, porcelain fingers banding my wrist pull-close, obsidian devouring mahogany flush. Blood smeared his cheek war-paint, dragon tattoo pulsing throat wild. No fear in his stillness—predator sated, but gaze burned deeper hunger.

Ylys is in front, by herself, followed by the silver dragons, then the bronze dragons, then blue, red, and finally, greens. There are only four silver dragons, and I am the only rider of a silver. There is a bronze rider, two red, two blue, and three green riders. That’s all of us, nine riders. That’s how selective the dragons are about who they will bond their lives to. It makes me even more proud to know that I was not only worthy of being a dragon rider, but worthy of being a rider to a silver dragon.

"The dragons in the visions—they weren't hiding. In any of the futures." Xaihuang moved closer, his expression intense. "Because hiding is no longer sustainable, my dear. The digital age has made concealment a losing battle." He gestured toward the pool with his cane. "Every smartphone, every wireless signal, every piece of modern technology creates interference patterns that weaken our glamour magic. DragonCoin is simply the final catalyst." Sage steadied herself against the alcove, her mind still reeling from the visions. "But if dragons are revealed, won't that cause panic? Wars?"

The dragon blinked a final time and averted its eyes somewhere else as if it had heard her whisper and honored her plea. That was weird. Although the dragon had looked elsewhere, Evrah couldn't help but stare at it. She watched the destruction and chaos it brought to life. The obliteration it seemed to revel in. All of them seemed to be enjoying their devastating results. She had watched them chase folks down, spitting the elements and flame in the direction of her fellows. She had watched as they set everything ablaze, their massive wings fanning the flames as they burned the brightness and vibrancy of existence into nothingness.

It was so powerful; it turned out to be the level of a saint god. After being stunned for more than ten seconds, Darryl finally reacted and sucked in a sharp breath of cold air. ‘This—is this a dragon from this world?’ he wondered. When Darryl first arrived in this other world, he read many ancient books in Dominic's study. He once saw a record of dragons in the other world in one of the ancient books. While there were dragons in the Roland Continent, they were different in appearance from those in The Nine Continent, and the beast also had a wild, devilish behavior.

Entry to the Dragon realm was strictly by appointment only after the great civil war that ended a few years ago. We all piled into the carriage. Darian and Dragus sitting on either side of me on one bench, and Theo and Hunter on the opposite side. I snuggled into Dragus’ side while wrapping one hand in Darian’s. Dragus wrapped his arm over my shoulder as the dragon guards all flanked both carriages on the outside. Finally, the guards in dragon form stood up and shook themselves before we began to rise in the air and set off towards the Dragon realm portal. From my understanding, there were several portals around the world, all connected to different parts of the magical realms. Each one coul