Elves Dragons Novels & Stories

His jaw was clenched as he turned away from me and Sin stepped forward, lacing his fingers with mine. “It’ll be okay.” “You can’t promise me that.” I said, blinking my eyes to hold back the tears. Tears weren’t what was needed, I needed to be strong for my mates. For our flock. We followed Marcus into the living room, Louis was already there with two dragons that fit comfortably into the living room. It was strange to see him talking with two enormous fairytale creatures the way he was. His words were low and I couldn’t hear them. The large dark green almost black one dipped its head to him, its corn-flower blue eyes sparkled. It’s body bunched down before it launched itself into the sky, I

Lyle put an arm around her to steady her, but I noticed his eyes came flickering back to me. A drow is a type of dark elf that are known for their otherworldly abilities. They are said to have a connection with the underworld. A regular elf connects with life and mother nature, while a drow connects with death and darkness. Two different sides of the spectrum.However, a drangel is something even more rare. They are winged elves that were greatly reduced in number due to conflicts with the dragons years ago. They are serious-minded and considered ruthless. I remember when I was reading a book, I confused them with fairies, but my mother told me they were nothing like fairies.

Tears slid down Rosalie's cheeks as she watched them disappear into the distance. She knew very well that the four were willing to die in battle. Whether or not they would be lucky enough to return alive was out of her hands now. There was a loud roar as both Unus and Duo revealed their true forms almost simultaneously. Up in the skies above Draepolis, two black sea dragons blocked Nehemiah's path with their gigantic bodies. "What's that?" "Am I seeing things? T-They look like the sea dragons in legends!" "Dragons really exist!"

Especially the dead. - So Carival, - Erto frowned, looked up, noting that the black shadow had shifted and no longer rises, but moves in a certain direction. He carefully looked at Yaroslav. – And now what? What we can do? Or rather, not we - you, Yaroslav? He shrugged too nonchalantly. - I only found out about the existence of dragons today, and you just want me to snap my fingers and solve all the problems? I need answers too, Erto. If they can't be killed, how exactly am I supposed to defeat them?

"What?" Azalia couldn't believe her ears. Surely, she hadn't heard Melech right. "A dragony?" She repeated in a puzzled voice. "Nobody in their right mind would ride such a dangerous creature." Dragonies were small dragon-like creatures belonging to the Adom Kingdom. They were a dark orange colour, their wings and bodies covered with red scales strong enough to stop a blade. They were gorgeous but could breathe fire and had extremely sharp fangs and claws that could kill a man on the spot. Azalia would never dare approach one of those too close.

He was omitting truths, which was technically not a crime, but I was desperate. “You know dragons can detect if you lie, don’t you Mage Elias?” I said, not in a threatening tone but with a smile. Elias looked me in the eye and nodded. “Yes, Your highness. I am aware, but I shall maintain my earlier statement.” He squared his shoulder and waited for my reply. I had to commend this man. He was confident in betting his life, loyal and fearless. I smiled before resuming the topic. “We need to retrieve the pearl. And Felix has no clue where it is but she did say that her mate had a vision and, according to that vision, a mage wolf would be born in this era.” I paused, noticing the shift in Elias’

'I hope he is not an orange or a black Dragon ' Belial wished. He can compete with red and green dragons but not with the other two. "Is his dragon orange coloured?" he asked Abaddon. "No" Abaddon replied. "Is it black?" Belial asked again. "No" Abaddon replied with a frown. Belial relaxed completely when he heard this. He refused to let go of Lola and the throne of the underworld. He knows that the dragon is his enemy who would try to stop him from marrying Lola. "Then I can manage him easily. You don't worry about it. Did you finish what I told you to do?" Belial inquired.

''Noelle this is Dagahra my dragon,'' Gabriel says. The dragon slowly walks to us and puts her big head in Gabriel's arms. He scratches her behind her ears, ''It was believed that dragons were extinct, but we found frozen eggs in these mountains. We hatched them with fire and kept them hidden for many years. They are remarkable really; they chose a human to bond with and accept nobody else. Only their master can ride them, and they would die for their master.'' I slowly approach the female and she snorts at me which makes smoke come out of her nose. Gabriel pets her nose, ''It's okay Dagahra, she is with me, and I like her, okay?''

she whispered and then buried her face in his neck. The two dragons waited for a year for her to recuperate from the pregnancy and then started training her dragon. It was a difficult start for Meryl, but she had to know her feral form. Her dragon was a beautiful blue with azure spikes and azure wings. No one had such a beautiful dragon in Galdere. Whenever she shifted, it was a treat to watch and both her dragons would shift too.

He could not afford to lose her. ***** Anya Carefree Anya reached the hill. She couldn’t see or hear anyone. There was only silence. “Dada! Dada! Where are you?” She walked carefully through the overgrown bushes around her. Anya knew no fear. She had heard of snakes and scorpions here but she had already seen and slept with bugs of various sizes inside her tiny shanty.