Fantasy Ice Dragon Novels & Stories

body. Judith’s voice ranged out. KILL THE SERPENT QUEEN DRAGON BOSS. THE LONGER YOU LAST THE MORE, THE FASTER YOU GROW STRONGER [GOOD LUCK] ROAR!! “What does that mean? The longer I last! “You find out soon.” The ice dragon charge-standing 20 meters above him. It reaffixes his gaze as its mouth erupting light blue ice flames blasting towards me where I stood a distance from it. Instantly, I bolted. I ran fast and low under it. My eyes widened. A wrong choice. I now understand why they called it snake dragon. Its body beneath was long like a serpent with at least six legs jotting from its sides. It could coil like a snake easily, am in danger, I sprinted out quickly from underneath his belle

Remnants of the Midnight Forest. Two ice crystal dragons flew right above the cursed Mana Tree in the Midnight Forest's remnants. An ice crystal dragon swooped down sharply vertically from the sky. The dragon opened its mouth wide and confined the cursed Mana Tree straight into its body. The Mana Tree and dimensional cracks were locked within the belly of the ice dragon, which instantly froze in place as a barrier. Its power spread to its surroundings so that the demons around the cursed Mana Tree turned into ice statues one by one. Thick ice immediately covered the ground surface.

She giggled when they grazed her skin. “You see the king is in a generous mood today. When he gets angry or gloomy, we have snow storms or even blizzards. The weather in the kingdom of Galdere depends on his mood. After all he is an Ice Dragon!” “Wow!” Penny breathed. Ice dragons existed? She thought that dragons were capable of breathing only fire. She was intrigued. “And why is he sad these days?” asked Penny as she started to walk back inside near the hearth. “We don’t know much, but the priests say that his mating senses have triggered.”

The bare-branched trees won’t serve as a proper cover for anything and then I look up in the sky… My breath hitches when I see the white dragon, An arctic dragon, ethereal and lithe as it flies not too high up. Its shadow covers me momentarily. I stand there mesmerised as I watch it fly for some time with a strangely thudding heart. The afternoon rays of the sun reflect on its snowy white form, making the greyish-white wings look veiny and almost translucent and making it look more majestic. An arctic dragon is as rare as a basilisk. I feel my heart lodge in my throat when the beast slightly tilts its head, its beady black eyes meet mine. Its gaze narrows slightly before it veers and begins

he says. I nod, and follow the elf out of the royal corridor to the central part of the castle. The moment I step into the room, I know what happened. I can smell them on the elf, all of them. Wolves, shifters, elves, fire dragons, water dragons, earth dragons, and Zephyr’s air element, with the feline scent intermingled. Ishir. The elf is covered in their scents which now explains why he ‘was’ part of Ilvisar's troupe. The Academy took his troupe out. “I am King Faeler’s dragon. What do you want?” I growl.

The first thing that came to his mind was to know where Enkille came from. The Eisledus—the City of Ice, was similar to Velidia. The only difference was the structures in the city were made of ice. Even the castle was constructed using ice and glass. The faeries there who witnessed Griga would bow their head and waved their hands after. This dragon was quite popular. Eleand noticed most of the faeries there had distinctive metallic gray hair, just like Enkille. Some pure blood faeries and demifaes had fair skin; others were dark and brown. Using his faerie sight, he saw their unique eyes—ice blue with a ring of green near the pupil.

No point running now. I drag out a long breath and then turn. Like I had imagined, it was not human or Fae? Or anything related to persons - No, I am staring at the same fiery red eyes from my dreams only that this time.. It has an owner, and according to history which I had spent time reading.. It was a Kragon.. An eight inches fire breathing female dragon that actually walks on it's hind legs. I gulp .. I am doomed.

To be able to freeze an opponent of similar strength, this is no usual ice magic spell! This was the fifth move of the 9-Dragon Roar from the Mystic Cyan Sect—The Roar of Ice Dragon Spirit.

His light skin turned dark, his wings fluttering with black swirls in the veins of his wings. “What do we do now? I don’t want to put you our your country in danger,” Odessa spoke as I carried her, more for my comfort than hers. Odessa may have shifted, but such a strong lineage that I have, coming from two Alpha lines, hindered Odessa’s growth. She was tiny and human, two obstacles going against her. Her dragon could fly, but her control over her dragon was limited. Her magic had still not come through well enough to let her dragon’s breath be used as a defense to help her win a brawl. Mine being fire, I had a strong feeling hers could be ice since we were to complement each other.

I peer over the side of the bed, open my mouth, and let loose with a blast of fire. "Owww... fuck... stop that," he yells putting his hands up to block the flames. I tear off the shirt I'm wearing, sprint from the room, and dive over the edge of the perch. It's a few seconds before I remember to pull in the magic. But does it really matter? I thought I would give anything to be a dragon, but I would give it all back for Tahr's love. My dragon bursts free and more flames shoot from my throat.