Fire Dragon Book Novels & Stories

Fallon would no doubt be able to wipe us out in minutes once he realised that the stone was destroyed. My thoughts were halted though. From the mouth of the monster came an immense inferno of flames and fire. The heat was so great, my skin burned even from this distance. I had to squint my eyes to protect them from the intense light source, waiting until it ended. The dragon closed his mouth, and all that was left was plumes of smoke rising from the now black earth. The dragon began to shrink, and I realised with hope that Fallon was returning to human form. This could only be a good thing.

The purple flames of the Flaming Phoenix made the sea of blood retreat again and again. The blood dragon roared. It was afraid of the Flaming Phoenix and hesitated for a moment. As it watched the Flaming Phoenix swooping down, it wanted to go back into the sea of blood. Whoosh! The phoenix raised its head, spewing terrifying purple flames from its mouth. The flames covered the sky and smashed toward the blood dragon. Boom! The blood dragon roared, and the purple flames shot through its house-sized head. The Flaming Phoenix came at it and tore it into pieces with its hook-like sharp claws. Flaming Phoenix eliminated the blood before it landed on the ground.

"Dragon fire is not merely flame but the physical manifestation of will and emotion given form through ancient magic that runs in our blood. To access it for the first time, one must find the burning core that exists within every dragon, that spark of heat and light that can never be fully extinguished even when suppressed by external magic. Close your eyes and look inward, past flesh and bone to the essence of what you are, and there you will find it waiting like a ember in darkness, ready to roar to life the moment you give it permission to burn." "That's beautiful," Alex murmured. "And maybe exactly what you need to hear right now." I kept reading, discovering entry after entry from drago

dragons.A dragon so big laying comfortably on the stairs, his skin so beautifully blue...his tail was elegantly long.He was a monster."A dragon!" Alexandra said in a high pitched tone.His face moved...eyes wide open.The colour so adorable, it wasn't even just any colour but it changed from second to second.From green to yellow to red then to blue, he stared at the tiny little humans in front of them.In the wintry weather, he hibernated, they know he awoke by the sudden yell of excited Alexandra.He stood up arcing with out-stretched wings, each as brilliant as stained glass, they held their breath for a while, eyes wide.Perhaps it was the moment they waited for...the struggle...but was it wo

I was bonded to one of the most ruthless and deadly Lycan of the territory and it had come with some power boosts. I turned back to the books I was reading and read closely on creatures of fire. The first book that I came across was called Beings of The Flame and it only showed and revealed information about dragons. It showed over four hundred types of species of fire breathing dragon from Wyrm dragons, to Arctic dragons, to Basilisk Dragons. I stopped reading because I felt the answers I was looking for had nothing to do with me being a dragon. I was a werewolf, through and through. I came across another extensive book called Creatures of Light and Night but it only spoke about winged crea

A gasp of shock escaped me as the flames retracted and I could have a better look at the Bloody General. ** You can read Alev's book (The Golden Dragon's Surrogate) for f.ree on Kindl.e unlimited. For more information, join my group: T. R. Durant's Realm of Light and Fire

Frustration claws at my chest until my fingers brush against a thick, worn book shoved far back on a lower shelf. The Legend of the Dragon Warriors. I scoff immediately. Dragons. Of course. I almost shove it back. I hate everything that has to do with dragons now. Everything about them reminds me of things I would rather forget, bonds I would rather pretend never existed. But something stops me. Tiny lettering at the very bottom of the spine catches my eye. Blue fire. My pulse stutters. I pull the book out slowly and flip it open. The pages are old. Fragile. The first image nearly knocks the air out of my lungs.

**This is the second book in the Elemental Dragon series. While it can be read as a standalone book, references will be made to the first book, The Arena. As I step off Tana’s penthouse balcony, I shift, flying away from what I just heard. Tana, the last fire dragon, has been claimed. And by a Lycan no less. I can’t believe she fell to him. She knew he was her mate, but being mated and being claimed are two very different things.

This book says the same thing that Cayd read before, except instead of Falknor, it says Feilong. “What is Feilong?” I ask. “Another dragon clan,” Buppig says, distractedly as he looks over Lily’s shoulder. “And Ddraig?” Lily asks, looking at Buppig. He looks at the book, then Lily, then me and Cayd. “These are the four dragon clans, two for men, two for women. All of them say the same thing,” he says, his eyes going wide. He looks on our table until he finds the Book of Prophecies and he opens it to the first prophecy about me.

The fox screamed, twisting, thrashing, slamming itself into the ground to shake him off. Damien recovered with a rage-filled roar. His chest glowed with fire gathering, hotter and brighter than before. When the fox tried to fling Kade free, Damien struck. He unleashed a beam of pure dragonfire, concentrated, blistering, white-hot. It slammed into the fox’s side with such force that the beast stumbled, shrieking, its fur and flesh burning. Kade held on, claws digging deeper, tearing into sinew and bone. Blood sprayed, covering him, but he didn’t let go.