Fantasy Ice Dragons Novels & Stories

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.

The Only option left for him was to continue to change techniques. He shouted the devil's dragon appeared. He raised his both hands into the sky. Suddenly, about hundreds of dragons appeared. They were strange spiritual animals with double heads with big teeth and could walk with their four legs and they could crawl on their belly. They could jump and sustain in the mid-air.

I cried out, instinctively rushing forward before stopping after only three steps. My dragon didn’t move. His enormous body was imprisoned inside a colossal block of translucent magical ice. His wings were frozen half-spread. His head remained proudly raised, still threatening despite the stillness, while the last spark of fury in his golden eyes had been trapped forever beneath the frozen surface.

Rori looked around for Destiny and Andy, but she could no longer find them, looking around frantically she heard the blood-curdling roar again and as she rose to her feet, she heard the large glass wall behind her shatter as a magnificently dark red scales and wings came crashing through the wall. Rori shielded her eyes but screamed as soon as she felt a heavy weight grip her around the waist. As she moved her hands to fight the foreign assailant she heard the unmistakable rumble of Murdok’s voice. “Rori,” was the only word he spoke, and as Rori’s eyes traveled from the gigantic black and red scaled claw wrapped around her up the muscular appendage until she stopped at the most magnificent a

Nessa said pointing to a painting of a Chinese water dragon she had hanging on the cave wall. “Black scales? I know of only one dragon with black scales. That is Fafnir, he became the king of all dragons after his father sacrificed himself to create our world. Unless I am mistaken, which I must admit, is almost never” Al’ik said stroking her chin. “Now that I have something to go on for wound though I read the healing texts and there is only one way to heal such a wound, treating it requires you to be awake, and it will be painful. I will have to stich all broken muscle fibers and tendons back together manually using magic weave.”

The dimensional cracks in the trunk of the cursed Mana Tree were also trapped in the fiery licking flames, making it difficult for demons to cross Magica. Several ice dragons flew and twisted into one and pierced the cursed Mana Tree and dimensional cracks vertically from above the sky and locked it within the eternal ice block. Meanwhile, several other ice dragons flew into the sea of fire, then melted into one with the red sea of fire, and slowly turned into blue flames.

Astonishment and rage showed on his face "Make way !! Make way!! " he immediately jumped inside the flowing ice lake and brought out the imperial egg, when he came out he was shivering from head to toe as he is a Gold dragon who can't frost nor near cold, he only risked his life to safe the imperial hatchling because the king will order the eradication of his whole family if anything happen to the imperial eggs

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.

If it thought it was me then. "Who am I and what am I?" I asked. " Danae Ravdylon. Bearer of the Ice Dragon." It managed to sound dry even with its kind of voice. I folded my arms and nodded. "So, you're an ice dragon and I carry you. Fair enough." It flapped its wings again. "I am 'THE' Ice Dragon. The only one. The bearers may expire but I live forever. Only I. For another to be born, I have to expire."

The dragons curled their bodies as they tried to hold against the attacks. “Hey! There are dragons here!” Lesia shouted excitedly as she materialized in one of Jamesʼ formations. She hopped onto the ice dragonʼs head and held at its horns firmly. Hemera followed suit and got atop the other ice dragonʼs head. The ice dragons thrashed around and roared furiously as they tried to get rid of Lesia and Hemera who were sitting on their heads. Despite their efforts, those two spirits seemed to be having a lot of fun.