Fantasy White Dragon Novels & Stories

I grumbled, and the trio cleared their throats bashfully. "S-So... you're a White Dragon?" the black dragon uttered like an idiot. I rolled my eyes. "Wasn't it obvious?" "Hm, it's my first time seeing a White Dragon..." the black dragon and the winged tiger uttered. I creased my forehead in confusion. Isn't Leonora Moon a white dragon as well? Oh, right? Perhaps they didn't see her before. That explains. Does that mean I'm the only White Dragon in this land except for the missing Leonora? That's strange. Oh, isn't the Great Divine Dragon Americus a white dragon as well? What's my connection with them? It wasn't a coincidence for me to be a white dragon.

Even someone like Firnen felt that if he couldn't make a move, this war should come to an end. "A totem white dragon? Interesting. Noir’s ancestors have all disappeared, and the same goes for Lyra. The totem of Silverboa, the azure dragon, disappeared voluntarily countless years ago. Yet the small city of Obscura still has a white dragon totem? And those mountain and wild spirits, rarely seen in other countries, are numerous in Obscura. Are those wild spirits under the white dragon’s control?" Adrian mused. The answers to these questions were unknown, and Adrian felt that he would only know the truth by going there and investigating personally.

Something must have happened, they thought to themselves. “—they’ve defied us again,” growled the White Dragon, his voice rumbling like distant thunder. “The mortals of Elkar Dominion burned our sigils and named our tribute unjust. They preach of rebellion, and even now, gather strength. Such foolish creatures.” he spat. "What could they hope to achieve" “And they’ve forged weapons,” hissed the Violet Matriarch, talons tracing slow circles in the air. “Steel from the heart of fallen stars. Their priests claim it can pierce dragonhide.”

I chuckled, having her curl back up into my lap. I didn’t want Odessa to fight. I wanted her wings to be strong so she could fly high above any scuffle is there was to be one near her. My strength was enough for the both of us, and my Fawn’s dragon was not built to fight. Her dragon was still underweight, but her dragon was more slender than most. Her pearled beast was a peaceful animal not meant to attack. Once her dragon strengthens, I believe she will radiate the magic the dragons have been deprived of for hundreds of years. Her features are soft, the wings covered in feathers were of a dove or an angel. I never wanted to see a drop of blood land on those feathers, but the situation befor

"Tell me everything your parents told you about my family." I sighed, a shameful blush coating my ears. I could still feel the burn behind my ear. It felt raw, especially as blood rushed in a telltale flush. "They told me a lot of things. And, I'm going to preface this by saying I thought the dragon thing was a metaphor. I didn't know it was a literal thing." Thane laughed suddenly. "So sirens, sorceresses, chimeras, all valid and real, but you draw the line at water dragons?"

"Could you be a little less confident, girly? The kid's good, but you need to understand that no one sends their best from the start. Trust me—your death would come even as you realize how overwhelming they are." Yancy laughed. "Really? Then just sit tight and witness the might of us humble peasants!" After having some food, Frank was sitting in the courtyard and reading a book. That was when he heard a strange call up in the skies and looked up to see a white dragon dancing in the clouds! Astonished, Yancy exclaimed in surprise and delight, "A dragon?! Is that real?!" Frank smiled, shaking his head. "Even if they exist, they wouldn't be a natural species developed through evolution. Someone

The dual element wielder gathered her magic to her feet letting her stand firmly on the ground despite the shaking of the earth. When the dragon emerged from the forest, Sophia was beyond awestruck. The only dragons she had ever met was Elijah and Gregory. And yet they were tiny compared to this one. Where Elijah was black and the epitome of darkness and fire itself, this dragon’s scales were elegant and shimmering in gold under the rays of the sun. It halted a few feet in front of her with its golden eyes seemed to bore into her soul. ‘Lady Sophia Laera,” a male voice boomed coming from the dragon.

His wings spread further, and Alina laughs like a maniac at the leftovers of the melted building. I clench my fists, about to run to stand in front of Lucy, but stop short. A rumbling, warning sound comes from behind me, and I widen my eyes in fright, jumping for cover when a breath of frost leaves the mouth of the other white dragon. The building where I stood gets covered in ice, and I glance up at a man sitting on the dragon's back. His skin is pale, hair solid white—he looks Fae, except for his eyes. They are entirely black, and I shudder at their resemblance to coal.

she said softly, dangerously, “you will tell us what you felt.” The seven-lined woman’s throat bobbed. She did not look afraid she looked… resigned. “I felt,” she said, “a Circle that is no longer Dawlya alone.” A ripple of horror moved through the ring. “It is dragon-touched,” the woman continued, voice tightening. “Born magic braided into learned magic. It is… wider. Hotter. Cleaner. Less cruel.” “Impossible,” someone breathed. The woman shook her head. “That is why we cannot take it from her. Not with ritual. Not with binding. If we try… it will burn us from the inside.”

Raya’s eyes go wide before looking at my mother in panic. “Okay so Lily.. I understand now that you might have found out who we are.. what we are,” my mother begins to say, pausing as she tries to find the right words to say to me. “And I just want to tell you I did the best I could, leaving your father to be the best mom I could, and to raise you the right way. I am not sorry for it, however I guess you did have the right to know who and what you are, yes Lily you are a witch and dragon. You weren’t supposed to have a dragon you know.. female dragons are a dying species and the dragons magic is dying, male dragons are getting angry because they cannot produce anymore female dragons. They ar