Fantasy Ice Dragons Novels & Stories

At this moment, it seemed that they were about to be frozen completely. As the two ice dragons breathed, the ground was immediately formed with a layer of frost ice spreading towards Mo Wen. It took just a moment the entire area within a hundred feet radius was completely covered by ice. Mo Wen was frozen into an ice sculpture in an instant. "What! What is this martial art!" Many people in the distance looked at the two ice dragons in midair and cried. The elders of each sect were also surprised. To be able to freeze an opponent of similar strength, this is no usual ice magic spell!

He is the vice president of the Black group. "The final presentation is on my laptop. Get my laptop ready," Kael instructed his assistant, Lena Steward. She is in her early twenties. She is a low-level dragon with limited powers. Dragons are three types: black, orange, and green. Alpha Dragons are black, while mid- to average-level Dragons are orange. Dragons without a beast are green. They have heightened senses, but cannot shift. "Yes, boss," Lena replied. She pulled his laptop from the laptop bag while she entered the private elevator with Kael and Michael. The moment she removed the laptop, water started dripping down from the laptop.

As Edon continued its evolution, so Neyalha and Gheyaral came to know that they, though immortal, also felt a desire to have progeny that could serve not only to expand the race of Dragons, but could aid them in their task of guiding the inhabitants of Edon. And so were born to them, emerging from their shining, silvery shells upon the highest peak in the Erimanthe Mountains, a pair of young Dragons. As with their parents, so too were the young ones a male and a female. Yet they were so vastly different in appearance it was immediately evident which was which. The male was dark, his scales an iridescent black that shimmered with ripples of color in the morning light. Red eyes glowed beneath

Saltus laughter instantly died upon my questioning, while I saw two head turned in to Saltus direction and those belong to remaining two Dragons. Draco and galciem all kept staring at him as if they will eat him alive. What is witch eyes… and what is rank?” I questioned further but heard a low growl coming form Draco “Ignore him… and eat up fast we have to leave....” Draco suddenly jumped in our conversation and said in his deep voice; also I did not missed to see that glare that was shot in Saltus direction before both ice and fire dragon people continued to munch on their food. “You are leaving already?” I heard King Erlenduris questioning Draco as a drool of food stew kept falling on corn

"You've improved." I blinked. "Really?" "Yes." His gaze moved over me. "Your balance is better." Before I could argue further, a very big shadow swept across the courtyard. I immediately lifted my eyes to the sky and saw two dragons soaring above Volkar. Their enormous wings stretched across the sky as they circled the fortress. My breath seized. It didn't matter how many times I saw them. The sight was always breathtaking. Sarah stopped beside me. "Creator." Mina followed my gaze. "I don't think I'll ever get used to that."

Kiri smiled, a little impressed she knew, “They take the main form of whatever non-dragon race the parent is, with a skill of their parent dragon. They became rare as dragons started to lose interest in the other races, and once the dragonkin mated again, some offspring did not even look dragon-touched, but some took on the form of drakken.” “Grub hears scary lady is scared of lizard,” Grub said loudly, drawing everyone’s attention. He was holding a shiny silver-bladed dagger that had an ornate golden hilt with strange runes etched into, with a wrapped leather pommel and was twirling it around while he spoke. Everyone burst out laughing except Grub, Kiri included, “F**k, that has to be the b

Yohan offered. Suddenly the room grew warmer. I raised an eyebrow at him. "Fire dragons can release substantial amounts of heat," he explained. "You're a fire dragon?" "A sub species of it, yes, I can breathe fire, but unlike other dragons, I can survive damp conditions, and breathe under water," "What kind of species is that?" "Loch, my dragons rare, the only other is my little sisters," I nodded as the heat traveled up to my icy finger tips. "You want to know the origin of the vampires?" I asked

It let out a deafening screech, trying to flap its frozen wing, but the ice was as thick and as hard as its scales. This was his chance to attack when the dragon was still down. He only had a short time before the dragon could break the ice on its wing, so he needed to act fast. Arth extended a hand, and exhaled, slowly and deeply. A spark of light flashed on his hand, casting Glacies Materia. Looking at the dragon, its blazing mouth opened, preparing to breathe flames on its frozen wing.

I was past the shoreline now and I was surrounded with water on both sides. I wasn’t afraid of this, though. The carpeted path was stable. It didn’t wobble or jerk in reaction to the waves. The sheet of ice and elbow-sized icicles around it seemed to support the customized structure, and this feature remained the same on the stage. What’s more, around it were angry flames. This was the first time I saw ice and fire existing together without damaging each other. I wasn’t acquainted yet with the many magical abilities of these dragons behind me, but I was sure this unique phenomenon had something to do with them.

Instead of seeing pillars of flames, what descended from the sky was a mountain of frost, totally freezing every single one of them to the ground, and living space for their heads to take in oxygen. Involuntarily, my lips parted and I muttered, before falling to the ground in fear, “A glacier-dragon? It really exists... so the legends are real?”