Fantasy Ice Dragon Novels & Stories

A deep, ancient growl echoed from the void. Selene and Nyra froze, swords lowered. Selene’s eyes narrowed. “No… this can’t be.” Nyra steadied her breath. “The prophecy... ” she whispered; “Mother of Ruin… Daughter of Flame… The sky cracks…” From the breach descended something beyond magic, an ancient presence, older than gods. A colossal form, coalescing from storm clouds: a dragon wrought of lightning and shadow, wings spanning the horizon. Its eyes glowed molten white; its roar shook the very foundations.

One wrong move may be the end of me. The dragon is still in its deep slumber as it continued absorbing the nearby essence, I look at its status once again. [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. Element: Ice. Alignment: Light Status: Evolving] This made me gave a new idea. Can I spam the analysis on the Dragon and level up it up so that I can see more on the status?

In the Ice-Throne, the official residence of the Queen was made of ice which was raised with many steps, under a canopy; there lies the majestic Queen of Ayruzglow, Mirabella Swiftwings. Mirabella was a White-Witch, Queen of White magic, and mother of Dev Swiftwings. She is married to the mighty and powerful king of the Great Dragon clan, Jaysan Swiftwings. He was an extraordinary golden dragon in his clan. So, Dev was a hybrid dragon-wizard of all ages who inhibits all the powers of valiant and magic of his parents. As the hybrid dragon-wizard, he was born as a unique white dragon with golden blood, icy-blue iris, silvery hair, and possess healing power of white magic which is also called n

"fire and ice don't mix dragon. And If I were you I'll step back because your ice can never be a threat to my own power! " I growled at him standing at my spot without moving back despite how he moved and shook the ground were we stood. "ha ha ha ha...i don't have to play kid. You can't possibly tell me that my ice powers isn't a match to yours. Your only a young pup who knows nothing about her powers... I'm a hundred year old dragon king. You can do a thing! You think fire can't mix with ice? I'm sure fire can mix well With fire Can't it? "

The unified army of Lycans and wolves we’d left behind was breaking apart, scattering like a spell losing its shape. We climbed over the final hill, staring down at the royal valley, and for a second the whole world felt like it stopped turning. The Ice-Wyrm wasn’t just a monster. It was a living, breathing glacier. The colossal thing was hundreds of feet long, like a massive wingless dragon, but fully draped in impenetrable translucent blue ice armor. It slithered through the valley, crushing everything in its path with lazy certainty. When it unhinged its massive jaws, it didn’t breathe fire—no, it released a blinding beam of absolute-zero frost that instantly flash-froze a battalion of fl

It seemed like they couldn’t touch the people frozen in time, or space and time would be entangled and forever be messed up. Remembering up to this point, Crystal couldn’t help but let out a sneer. She raised her head and stared at Kian. I should remind myself that this person is also a dragon. A dragon that knows how to stop time – the dark side seemed to have everything that the immortal realm has. “Why are you always on our tail?” A question that bothered Crystal ever since they started this whole immortals-vs-devils adventure. Kian took the alcohol he put down and took a sip. Then he turned to the frozen people.

My power and Audra's maybe contradicting, just like our personalities, but these are also the best amalgamated to maintain our balance. As of cue, we give our final blow as we both scream in too much pain. It is like our own power was being removed from us. We are starting to release our last card. Our dragons. From my merlot fire, a petrifying merlot red dragon take a shape as it breaths its own fire. It takes its wings and glides by the winds. Another roar echoes in the four corners of our spacious room. Our of Audra's ice mist, another colossal dragon materializes. Unlike mine, it has sapphire blue scales around its body and has a pair of arctic blue eyes that makes it much more terrifyin

The ground beneath the Citadel didn't just shake; it shattered. From the crystalline abyss rose a creature of ancient nightmare—a dragon forged of unmelting ice and sapphire fire. Its wings, translucent as diamonds, beat against the frigid air, sending shards of frost flying like lethal daggers. "Get back!" Killian roared, his Alpha aura flaring in a blinding halo of gold. He didn't shift fully, but his claws extended, glowing with the heat of a dying star as he intercepted a blast of glacial breath.

He was a human and she was a Lycan. “So the ice dragons live where it snows all year round?” She’s spoken about many types of dragons but this was the one I found the most interesting. “Yeah, they are ice dragons. They only feel alive when it is cold. They can’t survive for long where there is sun,” All full-fledged lycans and wolves do not get cold easily but when it snows, we have to protect ourselves with thick clothes. I could not imagine having to live where it snows all year round. They were ice dragons anyway so it was a given.

Francine said jokingly. “Well.” Sylvia began. “What? An actual dragon lives also?” Francine asked, shocked. “A spirit of an actual dragon resides in Blake. That was how we found out about Feng Ling the Ice Phoenix.” Sylvia began to explain the occurrences and conditions Blake was in.