Fable Dragon Novels & Stories

If I could go back to a few days ago when I received Cyran’s email, I would have packed my bags and left. “It might not be possible for humans, but Dragons have abilities that humans couldn’t dream of. Some of us can read minds, while others have different abilities. It isn’t like I always invade someone’s privacy, but I thought now was the exception.” Kellan moved off the couch he was on and came to sit between Jade and me.

Studying. Experienced. Dangerous. Good. I bare my teeth and roar across the sky. “Your master hides while you bleed for him!” The fae laughs softly. “Malrec has already won.” “Then why send you?” I snarl. The dragon lunges. Fast. Too fast for a creature his size. His jaws snap shut inches from my throat as the fae warrior strikes with his spear, the enchanted weapon slicing across my scales with a burst of searing magic. Pain flares down my side.

Every word bit into my flesh as he continued to tell his terrible story. "Let me tell you a little bit about your father. Obviously you know now that he was what we called the King of the Dragons. A god amongst us if you will. Blood Dragons are well known for their blood magic and it's a powerful one at that. If he so much as wanted to, he could explode a mountain with just a snap of his fingers." Drake snapped his fingers to make a point. "He was revered as the greatest Dragon. He was compassionate, but also extremely stubborn." He gave me a pointed look before continuing.

A water serpent would become a dragon if it caught the dragons pearl falling from heaven. If he would clutch an orb known as dragon pearl, which is said to grant it's bearer omnipotence. Only a dragon with four claws could possess an orb and lesser three-clawed dragons lacked the opposable thumb to hold onto it. If only he could get it he would have the ability to create things, making him a higher creature compared to Fox and wolves who were considered lesser entities.

"A dragon crashed down from the sky and burnt it down to the ground!" "A dragon?!" Hayden asks. "Yes!" Daniel's lips are quivering. "It's a Fae familiar. And one of the royal Fae families seems to control it! We expect them to attack the neighboring village next in a display of strength! They are still marching through vampire territory!" Before anyone has uttered another word, I speak up, entirely shaken by hearing this. "How did the dragon look like?" Daniel turns to me, wetting his lips. "It was larger than any other dragon I've ever seen, scales purely black and its eyes blazing red. Fire came out through his flaring nostrils, and the cry is different, louder."

He kept his same pace until they reached the front doors once more. "Well honestly I am still trying to wrap my brain around it. The only thing I have to go off of is the fables. And in them dragons are always monsters," Amara said. That caused Damascus to stop in his tracks. They stood on the top step of the castle. He held his hand out to their surroundings. "Do we look like monsters?" He asked with sincerity. Amara raised a brow and looked out. In the kingdom there were children playing, mothers holding babies. Men working. The same things could be found in any town or city of humans.

Her opalescent scales shimmered in the moonlight as she glared up at me. 'I am only a hatchling in this realm. My soul has been around for a very long time, taking the form of one familiar or another, but you are the first to be worthy of my true form.' Her true form? The egg shifted once more, and more of the shell cracked and fell apart until there stood a tiny dragon. She spread her wings, flicking her spiked tail back and forth at the remaining shell before once more looking up at me. She was beautiful. Covered entirely in shimmering opalescent scales, small horns pointed backward off her head as she raised it back up to look up at me, causing the spines running the length of her back to

I don't know if I was more stunned at the little dragon gremlins or the fact some other creature gave me his power. "Njord, our lord and father. Has he sent you to free us?" A green one asked. "Yes, maybe." I shook my head confused. "What is a faerie dragon?" "We are?" A purple one said proudly. "We are the ancestors of the great dragons that once ruled the seas. After a horrible goddess killed them for her own benefit, our father made us from their ashes. He said we couldn't posses the power the ancients once did because we may be hunted too."

They received a message from another shifter guard. ‘Dragons have appeared within the Dream realm. Warning. Dragons are here, but in human form.’ ‘Crap, they shouldn’t be here. They’re our secret back up.’ Dragons were a thing, all their own. No one’s sure whether they’re a creature as old as the Fae. Or their first creation. But Dragons could cast a form of wild magic. Which made them perfect as a secret weapon. If any Fae asked a human about dragons, they’d learn humans didn’t believe they existed. Fae would assume this belief was because they were extinct.

"You will shift and carry the dragon to Mors. You will let them fall and wait for the phoenix." "What if there is no phoenix?" "There is always a phoenix if a ruler is awakening the dragon. The dragon must be allowed to shift back of their own will, if they are hurt or forced they will turn feral." My wings stretch out and Mitalonys roars until the dragons surrounding me fall to their knees. I carefully take up Fara's body in my talons and let my wings bring me into the sky. My heart begins to race as I hover over the mouth of Mors. The waves of heat are too familiar and my grip on Fara starts to slip.