Feathered Dragons Novels & Stories

Elder Michael said. “Of course Elder,” Megan said and stood up. I wasn’t permitted to go with her so I waited with Felix while Megan left with all three Elders into an adjoining room and I could feel the moment Kaida separated from Megan. She was a beautiful dragoness, silvery white in colour and about half the size of Abeloth, which made her a tad smaller than a violet dragon.

I did the only thing I could think to do next so I could show her how much I cared, I pulled out a feather. “Do you want it?” Sadia's eyes widened. “When did you shift?” She stood up. “I only shifted halfway when I was with my Gram. I’ve never given one of these to anyone… I don’t even know if dragons want other dragons’ feathers or scales, but this is the first one to ever fall off and it’s important to me.” I felt Sadia hug me and I hugged her back. “I’m so sorry.”

Each feather seemed speckled with stars, glowing bright almost like jewels. Every creature here seemed to shine, or sparkle in some way. The few didn’t hold a different kind of beauty, a regal or intimidating kind of beauty. There were creatures that looked almost like dragons, the same scales, and hard eyes. Only the scales were purple and green and seemed almost in the shape of leaves. There was one that was pure white with hard scales that were shaped like feathers along the side of its neck. It was the most regal looking of the dragon-like creatures.

He walked through the gardens towards us the sun glowing on his skin and hair, and Perditha blushed as she looked away. “Being of two forms,” I apologized for my brother’s lack of modesty seeing how it perturbed her. “Means that dragons are less concerned with clothing. They are also less susceptible to cold, and being fire breathing, have a high tolerance to fire.” “I understand. I will get his clothing,” she hastily headed inside.

Harris thought it was so magical being in the sky and looking at the two large dragons flying on their right. Harris could easily tell which one was Lana. Her dragon was almost half the size of Adonis and Atticus. Draven was bigger than both. His wing span was larger, and his body was twice the size of Lana's. Draven’s tail stretched out longer than the other two dragons. The spikes along his head and neck were sharper, more pronounced and longer, and his talons looked deadlier.

Typically Dragons were immensely large, but this one got two sets of wings, a larger pair set atop the muscular shoulders, and a slightly smaller pair set lower back that tucked below when folded, necessary to propel the massive body through the sky and fly. But looking at the creature filled Celina with a hollow sort of dread. It shouldn’t be making her feel this way; after all, she’s been waiting for an opportunity exactly like this. Why wasn’t she elevated? Ever since past few days, Celina had a myriad of emotions, from better to worse. Better because now there's something to strive for, a light amidst the unfamiliar fog. Worse because it scarred her for life, made her want to live a comm

"Dragons have never been attacked." Kade finished Brandon's statement. "That's why other supernaturals can't use they gifts here." Brandon dressed and he fed his fish that reminded him of a breed he once researched.. An aqua dragon swimming in its waters. "The fish mother got attacked by predators. I found this little suckers egg and raised him." "How?"

Petra practically screamed again. “Thank You. Yes, they do have scales. Um, I don’t know, my mom said that I can change into any animal, but I don’t know if those ever existed. I’ve only brought out my wings so far.” I told her. “They did exist. There are shapeshifters that are dragons. I haven’t met any personally, but I know that are around still. I have heard from other packs around the world.” Craig explained. “I had a lot of fun with my dragon babies. They stayed near volcanoes. They evolved into shapeshifters and other lizards to keep from going extinct.” Gaia told us.

“Who are they?” “The Draconic Guard. Cheng must have sent them.” As they got closer they looked like winged men, only not men. They had reptilian heads with large crests that ran all the way down their backs and along their tails. Their leathery wings flapped in long slow movements. The girls returned to find us all staring at the sky and joined in. “Fookin’ hell,” said Flossie. “Dragonmen.” “Even with a wingspan like that, they shouldn’t be able to fly,” said Maurice.

The points of light formed the outline of a dragon, but the longer he looked, the more something about it felt wrong. This dragon wasn't like the ones in the Dragon Abyss. The true dragons there were five-clawed creatures, formed from the traditional composite: rabbit eyes, deer antlers, an ox muzzle, a camel's head, a clam's belly, tiger paws, eagle talons, fish scales, and a serpent's body. They weren't winged lizards. Yet the figure on the wall, though it strove toward a serpentine shape, had an abdomen that bulged in a way that resembled folded wings pressed flat against its body.