Fairy Tale Dragon Slayers Novels & Stories

“Once upon a time, there was a beautiful princess with long blonde hair and deep blue eyes. There was a big scary dragon who guarded the princess n a tall tower so that she couldn’t ever escape.” “And then what, zio?” Spar asked. He looked more intrigued as I went on, and when I reached the part about the brave knight slaying the dragon, I could hear his adorable little giggles echoing around the room. “The knight beat that dragon up, huh, zio?”

She quickly looked away, smoothing Eira’s curls. “Alright,” she murmured. “Time to get the queen home before she turns into a sleepy pumpkin.” Eira yawned right on cue but shook her head. “One more story at home? Please?” Vera opened her mouth to say no, but Dorian raised a finger. “I’ll tell the story. I’ve got a new one about a builder knight who helped the queen and her daughter build a magical kingdom.” Eira lit up instantly. “Really?” Dorian nodded. “With dragons, unicorns, and jellyfish guards.”

“My family has been protectors of the Royal family for centuries. We're called fae, which is a word for fairy. “What are you saying, fairies are real? I thought fairies had wings and were way smaller, “Zayla demanded. “Well, yes, they can there are races of fairies, dwarf fae, pixies, etc, Zayla’s face fell in sheer shock “Wow “she stated unbelievable “Yes faes are stronger than fairies, we are taller than well, I have wings, we also have a hierarchy that is the same as the dragons, we have a king and queen our kingdom is In a different realm but my family is related to the Royal family of faes but my family specifically is warriors that are part of an alliance to protect the Royal family of

"We are a family of dragons slayers, myself included." My muscles go rigid as my heart catches in my chest. I am frozen to the chair. Dragon slayers. The royal family is a bunch of dragon slayers. Just when I thought nothing else in my life could go wrong. It makes sense as to how my brother was killed so easily, and why my father is so wary of them. Dragon slayers much like other humans from magical blood lines, like sorcerers can wield magic where regular humans cannot.

Now here came dragon killers who had hunted down eight of their kind, and had succeeded in killing them all; and all the dragons they had hunted were adults! Initially, the three had killed one dragon; however, the dragons were a proud people and could not accept that there were dragon slayers among them. They had sent three of their strongest dragons - a group they referred to as enforcers and of which there were only twelve in the entire dragon race - to capture or kill Kaspian, Anna and Fernandez. Well, those dragons joined the dead and in an act of retaliation, Kaspian, Anna and Fernandez started to hunt down more dragons. In the end, they stopped their hunt when they slayed the eighth d

Which means she has begun to understand what she is. I stand alone on the ridge overlooking the valley where our temporary encampment lies hidden among broken stone. Smoke from the cooking fires coils lazily into the pale morning sky. Below, a dozen dragons move about their preparations—sharpening blades, testing armor, whispering among themselves in tones meant to carry no further than the wind. Fewer than we once were. Far fewer. The war against the fae broke more than kingdoms. It broke certainty. It broke pride. It broke the belief that dragons alone were meant to rule.

Maybell Smith Mythicals- A rare bloodline that people inherit from God, Dalion, that he personally blessed with the ancient dragon spirit. It is given to those who have been close enough to touch the white veil. Although this information is well known, mythicals are still a mystery to the rest of civilization, if encountered, don’t stare into its gaze.

Leila put a handful of glistening ashes from the well in Mother Dragon’s palm, “These are for you.” Mother Dragon teared up. She hugged Leila and kissed her cheek. “Do what you must now, and I’ll be here waiting for you. We have so much to talk about,” she said, while brushing her warm thumb across Leila’s forehead. “May I ask… what does the word ‘Slathar’ mean?” Leila said inquisitively. Mother Dragon smiled. “Slathar is the name for lightning, the gift bestowed from the sky, in an ancient dragon tongue. You are meant to be the queen of the dragon realm. All of the dragon spirits were calling out to you.”

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.

"Well don't you think it'd be cool to meet a dragon?" "Not really," she murmurs. I roll my eyes. "Okay well I promise you'll want to meet one after this story." "Then please continue," she says with a small wiggle of her eyebrows. I grin, turning my attention back to the book. "As the world grew around them, the fire dragons became the protectors. They were the guardians of the smaller kingdoms, building their own in a ring of volcanoes that would become known as the Devil's Circle." "Dude there's a fictional kingdom named after your dad," Diana says with a dramatic gasp.