Flower Dragon Novels & Stories

"What?" Azalia couldn't believe her ears. Surely, she hadn't heard Melech right. "A dragony?" She repeated in a puzzled voice. "Nobody in their right mind would ride such a dangerous creature." Dragonies were small dragon-like creatures belonging to the Adom Kingdom. They were a dark orange colour, their wings and bodies covered with red scales strong enough to stop a blade. They were gorgeous but could breathe fire and had extremely sharp fangs and claws that could kill a man on the spot. Azalia would never dare approach one of those too close.

Suddenly I heard a thunderous, angry screech and a simultaneous shriek of deadly pain. Everything happened so fast and I was still feeling dazed by the turn of events. To my shock stood the flaming, beheaded body of Czar and a huge, beautiful female dragon spread her wings in magnificent glory in the background. The dragon seemed to have gone out of control as she singlehandedly decimated the entire rogue population fighting against us. She was a beautiful light blue dragon with scales of colours ranging from hues of blue to purple. She looked like a Goddess and by the looks of it, I could tell that she was a Sea Dragon.

Overall Lana’s dragon was a beautiful petite dragon. Adonis' dragon had a copper base color with dark green accent scales peeking out underneath the top layer of copper in certain areas. His tail, talons, and body size were all mostly in comparison with Draven but just a tad smaller. Harris quickly looked forward when he felt Draven begin to descend. A small cottage tucked close to the mountain on the north side came into view.

Then, a huge creature broke through the water's surface and hovered in the air. Granny Rafflesia, Lilo, and Joanne were shocked to see the creature and gasped. The scaled dragon was dozens of meters long and covered in dark green scales. Its eyes sparkled with an intimidating glow, and its sinister aura was suffocating. 'A scaled dragon! There truly is a scaled dragon here.' Lilo's and Joanne's faces turned pale, and they were shocked. Granny Rafflesia was surprised. She looked up and stared at the scaled dragon. She whispered, "The rumor's true. There is a scaled dragon here."

“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.

I stepped out carefully, and then walked slowly over to the Candle Dragon. It was fairly small, and a glowing, crystal-like white in colour. It was inlaid with delicate carvings, all of which looked like tribal patterns and intricate artwork. It depicted the elements: flame, wind, sea, and mountains. In its centre was a thick pillar candle. I wanted to wonder why, exactly, it was called the Candle Dragon, but I let the thought dissipate. I needed to keep my mind clear.

“What is that smell?” “Lizard. Komodo dragon to be specific. But there’s also Lycan, water dragon, and fire dragon. Two fire dragons, one with the Komodo dragon and one with a Lycan. The Lycan and water dragon is female,” he says. “The winged Lycan girl,” I say nodding. I’m filtering through the scents as he talks them through with me, trying to decipher them as he is. “There’s a very strong Lycan and fire dragon scent over here,” I tell him.

“Mine shows ‘Crystal Summer, Flower Fairy, Outstanding’. Oh, it also glows pink. How cute~” There’s also a picture of Crystal on the wooden block, kind of like ID in the modern era. Oliver and Kian followed suit. Oliver showed ‘Oliver Chent, Fire Dragon, Outstanding’ while Kian showed ‘Kian Chent, Water Dragon, Outstanding’. How many coincidences could there be in the world? Not only did they come from the same race, but also shared the same surname. Dragons being known to be loyal are widely known among the realm, so knowing that they are relatives in this situation is an unwanted surprise.

“Who are you? And why do you disturb my slumber?” A deep mature female voice resounded in the chamber. Matthew got a good look at Cobalt. She was lindwurm type dragon with a long flat tail like a crocodile’s. Her arms were webbed and had fins on the side. She had deep blue eyes and frills on her cheeks. She also had three horns on top of her head that curved to the back. The scales on most of her body were dark blue from her spiked spine and became lighter as it went to her under belly until it was white. Upon better look, Matthew noticed that she had gills behind the frills.

Being the dragon prince allows me special abilities, but it also makes me stronger, faster, and bigger than the other dragons. After the first dragon died, her children fought over who should be in charge. They had a contest to find which of them was the strongest. It was the red dragon. A red dragon can only be born from another red dragon, as opposed to the other colors. White, black, green, purple, blue, and any color you can imagine almost seems to happen at random. Adding to the rarity, only one of the offspring a red dragon has will be red. Meaning if by some miracle, the dragon stone blessed me with five children, only one would be red, and they would be my heir. It wouldn’t matter if