Fairy Tale Dragon Slayers Novels & Stories

“In Akyaka’s realm of olden days, a dragon’s tale in twilight haze, From fiery mountain’s hidden space, an egg was stolen, a daring chase. Molten lava, wild and bold, birthed a dragon, stories told. Burning flesh, a bone dragon formed, crawling up, its wings adorned. Evil, born in shadows’ birth, in quest of kin, it roams the earth. Devouring souls, a desperate cry, villagers succumb, beneath the sky. A warrior bold, on fiery steed, with a horse of valor, matching speed.

We soon reached a sleeping dragon, he was enormous. Dynaris approached the sleeping dragon, her footsteps echoing off the cavern walls. As she drew closer, the dragon's eyes flickered open, and he regarded her with a piercing gaze. Dynaris stood tall, her voice clear and steady. "I mean you no harm, noble dragon. I'm on a quest to reclaim the ancient dragon throne." The dragon's gaze narrowed, his voice low and rumbling. "Many have come before you, seeking to claim the throne. But few have succeeded. Are you prepared to face the trials that lie ahead?" Dynaris nodded, her determination evident. "I'm ready.”

He gritted his teeth, thinking that all immortals do all kinds of disgusting things even in front of people. …… Little Theater: Years later, a certain fairy and dragon were arguing inside their little mansion. The angry Fairy: You said you would stop kissing me in public! Did you know how embarrassed I was in front of my parents? Dragon: hugs the angry fairy Stop being angry, alright? You were just so beautiful that I couldn’t stop myself. The angry Fairy: But still! Dragon: Alright, alright, it’s my fault. I won’t do it again, don’t be angry, alright?

One by one, the council will fall. And I, Layah, the last fairy, the Slayer will lead them into the fire they lit for us and I will make them burn.

Jason sighs as he thinks to himself, "I told you Lyanna. You can't trust anyone. Especially Arthur." As everything begins to unfold, the other party begins their quest to kill Lyanna. The Originals or the fairies hears word about Lyanna being hidden in the academy and plans to launch an all out attack pairing with the Langdon dragons- they are the only creatures that can burn past through the barrier. The fairies connivingly says, "We have to kill the dragon slayer no matter what to bring balance to the world." "Whatever you say. I will kill any weapon that can be our race's vulnerability." The dragons spoke in unison, "Death to the dragon slayer!"

"What type of dragon do you think I am?" "I don't know. But I'm sure you will be legendary because of who your parents are. Your mother was a Pyrausta, a fae or fairy like dragon. While your father, well, he is of the most vicious kind. But there is no telling what you are. Begin an offspring of both." "Well, I'm not worried." Rydstorm gave a small smile. “There isn't anything to worry about. Even though us Dragons are forever at war, we don't go out of our way to fight each other."

Loras' body contracts and he lets out a groan as the salty taste fills her mouth. She smiles and gets next to him, wrapping her arms around his now relaxed body. "Woman... If I knew what that mouth could do I would have lost our little bet since before we made it." He sighs and pulls her closer in a tight cuddle. "Now will give me the answers?" She asks. "Ah yes... That's the other thing that mouth can do." "Annoy you?" "Greatly. But It's worth it." He sighs dramatically and Astrid laughs. "The dragon's fire kills everything it touches. The only exception are members of the royal bloodline. Dragon tamers."

Arbane snarls as Ember takes her place beside the two other dragons. I lift my hands, ready to fight. As one, the six royals raise their hands as well. “My King,” Fenian whispers. I’m a strong, powerful elf. I have a strong and powerful mate and dragon. But even I am not strong enough to go against six royals, three of whom are dragon riders. “Get out of here, Fenian. Fight a battle you can win,” I say, pulling on my mate’s fire as well as my own earth.

Her dragons were a magnificent sight to see. “Destroy them!” Layana shouted to her dragons, Fire and Ice blasted across the sky illuminating it as The Dark Lords’ riders raised barriers, but they were not enough, hundreds died in an instant. The two armies met, and it became a mess, Layana focused on the furthest away, commanding her dragons to target at the back towards the palace walls.

James roared. “I’m not.” Thomas explained, “Whether or not you believe me, I never misled you. I don't want you to get involved either. However, you already have the Dragonslayer. It was created specifically to slay a dragon. You'll have a much better chance of succeeding if you use it to slay the dragon.” “I’ll go.” James exhaled a deep breath. “Whatever you're planning, I'm going to kill this dragon. I'm not trying to help you; I'm just trying to save Thea.”