Fairy Tail Dragons Novels & Stories

Brie said, trying not to laugh herself. Another sharp crack echoed from the egg, silencing the room. Fifteen minutes later, the shell split apart completely, and a hatchling wriggled free a dark blue dragon with a crimson belly. The little creature flapped its wings as if eager to take flight. No one was surprised to see it was male. Through the mind-link, Trace told Mikan they would need to discuss the southern throne later. Mikan silently agreed.

"They say it lives deep in the caldera, untouched by time. A massive creature. A dragon, essentially." "They say its scales are blacker than coal, and when it flies, it blots out the moon," Freya continued, her eyes glittering in the firelight. "And it only responds to one thing: pure, ancient bloodline magic. That it was the original binder, drawn to a kind of kinship." I was stone cold sober now, despite the liquor sloshing in my gut. Kinship. Bloodline. Easton had just used those exact words earlier. He was doing this on purpose. He was trying to test the waters, to see how we reacted to the idea.

Chase asked. “The darker the shade, the stronger the beast,” Elder Victor said. “Do not question Typhon’s decision, this bond is for life,” Abeloth said and merged with me once again. “As with the merging of your dragon Sire Lucas, these two gray dragons are immensely powerful and yet their names would suggest that they are warriors as well, Brantley means fire and Abeloth means the creator of chaos,” Elder Michael said as they noted our dragons down in the books. “Thank you Elders,” Lucas said and I watched Chase’s face.

“I see you know your dragons.” “Yes, my lady...” Seb mumbled, “I love to read about magical creatures.” “Are these all the dragons in your world?” Johan looked at the sky where several more dragons of different kinds and sizes were flying and gliding. “Of course not,” the white dragon answered, “these are just some of the important ones.” They watched as Damien lifted Dragon up. He was in his dragon form and stretched his wings, flapping it to raise himself into the air. “It’s his first flight,” Lady Lucille told the three young mages. “Now the eldest in their clan will name him...”

As her dragon glided along warm currents, tracking Ragnar's mate, she looked up from the valleys below and beheld a breathtaking sight. In the distance flew a gigantic white dragon, her crests were tinged a dusky pink, and Titan felt she'd never seen a beast so beautiful. This must be the Queen's dragon. Beating her wings to lessen the distance between them, Titan had to put real effort in to catch up, and she was puffing before she reached the Queen's tail. There she noticed the real struggle taking place.

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

“You are so beautiful, dark dragon,” Madchen reached her arms around his neck, never wavering her gaze. “As are you, Madchen, and I love you,” Drago crashed his lips onto hers, searing her mouth with his passion.Black wings erupted from his back, engulfing Madchen in a cocoon of protection. He didn’t care that he was standing stark naked in front of his gathering family, all he cared about was that Madchen accepted him for what he was, a dragon who had found his mate.

I spent hours studying the text. I learned about Alice's Dragon, referred to in ancient languages as the 'Rare Healer of Fire.' This unique dragon was gifted with ancient magic. If the Rare Healer of Fire mated with another dragon, they would be reborn as humans but retain the ability to use dragon magic without their dragon forms.

In walks Tirian, Ryota, Rock, and Calex. “This is Tirian, Ryota, Rock, and Calex. They are all gemstone dragons. Tirian is a blue sapphire dragon, while Rock is a white sapphire dragon. Ryota is a tourmaline dragon and Calex is a citrine dragon.” I say. “Hi, I am Ty.” She replied. “Nice to meet you, Luna.” Rock states.

He was the first sky dragon. The next egg to hatch was covered in red and black ridges, glowing from within. It was larger than the other three eggs, almost double in size. So it was no surprise to Oaestr that not one but two dragons hatched from this very special egg. One was as bright as red hot coals, with traces of black on her horns and ears, and the other as dark as night itself. “You my little beauty,” she addressed the brighter of the two hatchlings, “burn like the deepest rivers of fire beneath the earth. I shall name you Faeyr.” The little drakaina began to glow, her eyes alight with red flame. She was the very first fire dragon.