Feathered Dragons Novels & Stories

The differences were also prominent. But, they also had another hidden tribe that had similar feathers. “Dragons,” Daud mumbled, craning his neck long enough to see the feathers. “It seems so,” Shadow said under her breath, unintentionally holding his breath. “Wait? What?” Mad ruffled his crew-cut red hair. Crazy leaned in and whispered his sentence carefully. “Do you have dragons here?” Those sentences drowned with his uncertain tone. Shadow thoughtfully nodded her head. “Yes.” “We also have dinosaurs, in the other part of the region, of course. Some people got the dragon and dinosaur’s blessing. Must be nice, must be nice.” Daud cracked his knuckles before pointing at the fangs.

“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?”

“Don’t mind him. He’ll behave.” “And I told you not to bring the dragons here. But you’ve brought both, and now I can’t do anything about it.” She looked behind her at where the second one stood waiting. That one was smaller than this red one, though not by much since she had to guess that both of them were close to ten meters from snout to tail. Slender and blue-green-scaled, with a strange peacock-like webbed frill bearing beautiful false eyes, this second dragon was far stranger and more ethereal than she had ever imagined one could look.

We read so often of a time when dragons fought and ruled with their mates by their side, how the dragon found his mate… but nobody seems to wonder; where it all began, what if I told you; that there was a time when the great Archdragons had no mates. The world was young and feral, dragons flew wild and free, high above the fluffy white clouds, gliding gracefully. The world was magnificent, with green mountains and creatures of all kinds, magical and normal all living in harmony. The most powerful dragons known to exist were the Archdragons. Each Archdragon was blessed with the gift to control the element they were born with.

The last information they provided to Ahmet is that dragons can change their shape to a human-like body, and this is to facilitate the process of breeding , Just as interbreeding between elves and humans is possible, it is also possible to interbreed between dragons and other races, which produces a hybrid dragon in most cases the hybrid dragon is weaker than the pure blood dragon , But there are cases where a hybrid is much stronger than a pure-blooded one, as an example of this the black dragon, which is a hybrid dragon between a supreme being and a dark dragon. After Ahmet learned a little bit about the race of dragons, he bid farewell to the two guards and set out in his journey toward t

It wobbled a little, them being fragile. “You need to put them over a fire until they hatch. It’s a good thing we came with an elder to bless your child, he will also perfume another ceremony for the dragons. It is rare, we only have two in our whole kingdoms. We refer to them as the pure ones. These are just dragons. They will hatch when they are mature and they will grow over the years. They are strong and indestructible. What one of us can do in our dragon form, they can do it a hundred times over. They are very powerful.” Drakko explained, still not believing it himself. No one uttered a word after that, just staring at the baby then the eggs while trying to digest what they had just hea

Lines of well-cared drakes filled my sight as we walked through the stables. These creatures were the cousins of dragons. But instead of 4 limbs and wings, they had 2 legs, and depending on the type, the wings could or not exist. The color of their scales represented their element. The drakes here were mostly ground beasts. Only 2 green ones were capable to fly in the case that a message had to be sent. Most of them were the size of a horse, so training them as traveling medium was quite common. The knight departed from my side and sat on a red drake that seemed capable to break down an iron door with the power of his legs.

Thinking of someone hurting them made rage bubble in my stomach. I climbed into the nest, waiting for Beatrix to hop off my shoulder and curl up with her siblings. I honestly had no idea if she was even a she, or if the other two were boys. I was just guessing. But she had pretty, almond shaped eyes with thick, short lashes that looked so feminine. I would be shocked if she was a male, honestly. I lay so I can hug all three dragons, and close my eyes. I smile when the lights go out, and I feel Erik sliding into our nest. I felt very comfortable and safe right now, like I belonged here, with Erik and these dragons.

I am grabbed as I scream, telling her to stop. I watch in horror as her neck elongates and her head takes the shape of a dragon’s. Black feathers grow on her head in between golden horns. She leans back, throwing her arms wide as wings unfurl from her shoulder blades. She roars again, spitting fire into the sky.

Miller’s voice trembled with concern. “Daran…” I whispered through my tears, watching the two dragonlings. “They’re turning into red dragons, somehow,” Daran explained, his face grim. “The dragons from the Blue Dragon realm—like these—they’re supposed to have their fire glands sealed. That’s why they’re usually calmer and gentler.” Grabbing Daran’s cloak tightly, I stared into his eyes. “Daran, they can still go home! They’re angry because they just want to go back! They have a place to go back to!” I said, my voice filled with emotion.