Fantasy Ice Dragons Novels & Stories

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.

Opening the door, I peek out and see the black haired beauty staring back at me. “Hello,” I said, looking down at my bare feet. Not willing to look up, I get distracted when a glowing light comes from my rib cage. Getting this tickling feeling, I lift my shirt and take a look. Blue dragons with ice spitting from their mouths are shaped into a yin and yang sign. The glowing gets brighter, so I shield my eyes before looking down once more. My blue dragons turned into one blue and one red dragon, seeming to battle each other. Shock and disbelief come from the man in front of me. I hear a groan sound from behind him and look around his shoulder to see the same stranger I thought I had dreamed ab

Perhaps she had woken up in a dream, Minerva thought and looked at the creature that was standing near a huge rock. The creature was a dragon and Minerva was certain of it but it was slightly different from what she had heard. People say dragons are black and ugly but the one before her was nothing ugly. So blue and beautiful. " You're awake," someone said and Minerva immediately recognized the voice. Composing herself, she stood up to look across from where she was standing to see him. He was standing there, like a Greek god Minerva had heard about because of their handsomeness. Minerva couldn't imagine such a beautiful man exists while she was hoping to befriend Noah, the most handsome boy

“Now girls, I am a Dhampir like you but, I am a little different. Do you know what a familiar is?” The two older girls nodded. “Well, I have a familiar,” Seraphina pulled the sleeve of her dress down to show them her marking. “Can you guess what it is?” “A Flutterby,” one of the toddlers shouted as she threw her hands up in the air. “A very good guess,” Seraphina lightly tapped her on the nose. “But not quite-“ “-A dragon!” one of the older girls gasped as she stared at the markings. “Yes, very good. So, I am going to shift into my dragon and you are going to fly home on my back with the others. Now my dragon is very big but, she’s very kind and gentle so, you don’t need to be scared, okay?”

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

One opportune night, the divine beasts found some ordinary beasts who could wield ice attributes and once they reached a greater height of their power, they could become divine beasts. One day, an ice dragon was born and froze an entire mountain. The dragon grew too powerful and was unrivaled. Suddenly, something unexplainable happened to the dragon, and went berserk. The four clans suppressed the raging dragon with difficulty and suffered a lot of casualties. In the end, they imprisoned the dragon with all their means. When I read about it, I wanted to meet that legendary ice dragon. Should I find it? Hmm... Avallona and I talked for a while and I found she was a sweet person. Before I coul

One moment they looked like silver, then steel, then warm bronze and pale gold, catching every glint of moonlight and throwing it back. His wings were huge, the membranes stretched between long, blade-like bones that glinted along the edges. The second dragon was ice incarnate. He looked like he’d been carved from a glacier and given life. Cold rolled off him in waves, creeping along the ground where his claws dug in. Zavian’s gaze darkened when the two beings slammed into each other. Claws tore at scales. Jaws snapped at throats. The air around them practically burned from their fury, and the ground cracked under their weight.

'Thank the Goddess for vampires,' she thought, concentrating her own energy on keeping Raeann cool until the wall completely disappeared. Snowy mountains lay beyond the infirmary wall, a grand expanse of glaciers and chilly peaks, just like a Christmas wonderland, as far as the eyes could see. In the midst of all the Winter perfection there stood, what looked like three golden mountains. Around the bottom of these beautiful mountains, curled around their treasure, lay three giant white dragons. Kuraokami, Takaokami, and Kuramitsuha, the Ice Dragon lords. Caroline watched on, beginning to sweat with the effort it took to keep her granddaughter from boiling into the human soup while waiting fo

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

He didn’t care that he was standing stark naked in front of his gathering family, all he cared about was that Madchen accepted him for what he was, a dragon who had found his mate. Madchen on the other hand, was mesmerized by her handsome dark suitor, who claimed he loved her. Maybe dragons were more passionate than humans ever dreamed, and maybe she had fallen under his magical spell, and she was hopelessly smitten by this magical being who wrapped her protectively in his shiny onyx wings. “I see she didn’t get far,” Madchen pulled away from Drago’s arms, to find Nick standing there, shiny crimson wings unfolded from his back. He was shirtless, but at least he had shorts on.