Fable Dragon Novels & Stories

The King of the Citadel, a man she had only heard about in tales and whispers. She had heard the king was one of a kind and was said to be one of the greatest kings suppressing his father's reign. He was a rare breed. A mixed blood of a wolf and dragon and years ago he had lost his mate and it was said his wolf had been wounded by his mate’s death, teetering in agony. She couldn't believe she was in here with him and was meant to satisfy his hunger. A growl sounded followed immediately by a roar and it shook the room and it also shook her.

The young women were eventually stolen away from all that they knew and brought to the dragon's realm. Our mothers appeared happy and I never doubted that my mother loved my father. Dragons produce only male offspring, so the stealing of virgins was as old as time. I think if we were able to form a bond with the terrified brides before stealing them away, we may have had a chance. This wasn't the Goddess's plan for us.

Chapter 82: Thousand Years Ago Third Person’s POV Kian doesn’t want to answer her question at all, but Oliver was also looking at him with the same question written on his face. Crystal alone wasn’t easy to handle, as he couldn’t win against her face at all. But coupled with Oliver’s not-so-cute face, the attack was very lethal. Dragons, just like wolves, inherently know that they are to be led by someone who is more powerful. The fact that Kian is facing the Dragon King, even if Oliver is a fire dragon and he’s a water dragon, he could feel how powerful he is.

He shivered with fear but he said to himself, "I'm a legend I must kill the dragon if I don't who will do it!" He lifted his Lance, spurred his horse into the cave and pulled it to a dead tree. There before him, loomed the dragon. The dragon was ten times taller than him, it's scales were platinum and thought of as tabletops. Magenta flame, tinged with white, licked from its mouth and nostrils. It glared at Robert Mallow with green glowing eyes. "I'm ready," snarled the dragon. Robert Mallow gave another yell and spurred his horse straight at the dragon's, then he rode and went straight on the dragon's belly and struck his lance.

The Nanny started muttering, looking under the covers and in the wardrobe, but the mischievous child couldn't be found anywhere. "Lady Lisbeth will have my head if I've lost the little shite again, Ragnar!" The heavyset woman left the room, deciding to try the library, hoping she'd have more luck there. As soon as the door closed, the ceiling shimmered, and the golden dragonling landed lightly on the floor. Ragnar Delgaard was a confident child. Despite the war that raged on between Dragons and werewolves, he would still venture outside to play in the orchards or breathe in fresh air-much to his mother's dismay. Today he had a sneakier objective in mind.

There is nothing wrong with that, after being in this world for some time my common sense is a mess. I want to take the shelter and also make that creature my prey. But there's one problem. I can reach there easily since I also have the skills to climb walls. The real problem is that... [Epic rank - Newborn Falak dragon] [Offspring of the Epic Rank Falak Dragon. Excels in speed and fast attacks. Also, have skills depending on the element of its mother. ????????????]

Drake eyed her as if trying to see the truth written on her forward, then an idea struck him and he subtly smiled. Dragons had special abilities attached to their scaly fire breathing form and his was quite unique. It was called truth farming. It allowed one to detect the presence of lies or bad intentions from a person's words. Except one was from the dragon clan, they wouldn't notice it if it was used on them.

I quickly changed into the new clothes. I was still astonished. "What the hell just happened? What had I shifted into?". I was a phoenix and a dragon.What kind of creature is that . Gina walked forward,her back was turned to us. "You shifted into Phoenix dragon a myth in books of magic history.No fae or witch has seen nor has ever transformed into such kind of creature before.The dragon has its own flame magic,they are very powerful and Phoenix ,a bird of desert obtains new life by rising from the ashes of its predecessor.It reborns each time it has been killed".

Her eyes travel further afield, to the heart of the forest, where a nimbus of brilliant silver blooms in the shadows. She smiles as the cold wind tugs on her hair, and she sends a tune out along the breeze, towards the silvery light. The oldest song she can remember. A lullaby. Soon, she’ll be free. She’ll destroy it. Music made magic, the chain unbroken for a thousand years. All the players are assembled. The hour is late. The first move is hers. Let the game begin. Author’s Note Hi! I’m Saskia Snow, the author of Fable. The saga continues with Book Two, Lullaby.

hahahaha, You, said you want to know how the world works, how about I train you and then take flights around the city atop dragneel '' Allan questioned '' Ok, its name is dragneel, how did you find it and how did you become friends with it'' questioned Felicia petting the dragon squaring. " My past is sort of a mystery to me, I was told that my birth father gave it to me, a dragon egg.it was said to be the drakon baby of a king dragon" "What is a drakon? questioned Felicia "it's like a title of a dragon king that leads all other dragons, my father left few things for me but about him. They just refused to tell me about him. he was kept secret and I was told never to fight nobles or use magic