Flying Dragon Outline Novels & Stories

The dragon looked at his phoenix before taking off into the sky. The two soared high up above the clouds, flying beside each other. Alicia could not believe how wonderful and free it felt, flying beside her dragon. Her beautiful dragon. She was surprised when he spoke to her. They could understand each other’s thoughts when in beast form, and Alicia thought that was simply amazing.

This is something else I know nothing about and it would all be much easier if I had a way to get answers. I continue flying and notice two large shapes looming in the distance. They're dragons. As I draw closer, I see the larger one is red and the smaller blue. I believe the red dragon is the young one who came with his parents two weeks ago and wanted to know what made me so special. Perfect. They turn their attention my way and follow me as I head for a large field below me to land.

She had watched as they set everything ablaze, their massive wings fanning the flames as they burned the brightness and vibrancy of existence into nothingness. Now, a black splotch of scorched acreage, lying dead. Yet, something about them had her intrigued. She had to admit, she was impressed given their size, how they moved with such grace and elegance, as if they were the true rulers of life and death. How they stayed at just the right height as they maneuvered through the sky, swooping in and out as if they were playing a child’s game of chase with smoke and fire. She watched as intelligence swam behind the eyes of the dragon that had found her, yet never gave her away.

Two swords throbbed from the strength poured into them, and the look continued to be foggy with a veil . It seemed. Dragons don't die. Yarsi yanked his blades free and retreated. Silvery reflections flashed instead of fog. He narrowed his eyes. The blue-white flame from the eye sockets of the skull rose into the air, gathered into a trembling haze and spread out into the outlines of a dragon. A huge ghostly shadow rose to its feet, stretched and spread its wings. The new essence of the dragon kicked off the ground and flew up in one swift movement. Yarsi smiled wryly, sheathed his blades and looked back at Erto. The Vistolet looked stunned.

I hate virgins, they cling and follow you around like a lost puppy which is why when I started the Dragon list I swore I'd never touch a virgin yet here I was watching Ms Jackson while she tried so hard not to roll her to the back of her head. “Eyes on me,” She looks up at me through her lashes. The smell of her arousal floods my nostrils. I clench my jaw and tighten the clamp around her nipples and she moans the sounds like music to my ears and makes me want to do things to her that the dragon doesn't do to women. When I created the dragons list I wanted to make every woman's fantasy come true and trust me I've had some crazy requests. I've never under any circumstances said no but the drag

By dragon law, I need to have one in the next five years if I want to continue my rule, if I do not produce one, my insane brother could try to claim the throne, and no one would want that. I am a full dragon and with that, I need to be even more careful. Half breeds: that is what the council wants. That is what is safe. Half noble human and half dragon are what bloodlines are supposed to be made of when royalty breeds. When two full-blood royal dragons mate, you risk health issues along with the possibility of mental instability…. Like what happened with my twin brother Sanderson and me. We were born from the same egg, we look identical, but are nothing alike… he should be locked up in an i

She stared at me in surprise but before I could question her, I felt a strong wind around us, coming from above. My eyes peeled away from the woman to stare at an incredibly large, strong, and powerful dragon writhing in pain in the sky. Its scales were black with hints of red and it beat its wings like it was fighting an invisible enemy. I watched in horror as he screeched, his body squirming and his voice echoing in the air. Kieran. Those were his colors. I knew that much.

A colourful butterfly landed on her finger, the purple and pink pattern with touches of white was intricately designed. And then there were the beautiful humans and creatures that walked about oblivious to the intrusion from the outside world. Dragons of different colours and sizes, some were high up in the air, close to the sun. Raisel doubted now if that was the sun. It looked like a beautiful ball of vibrant flame of fire of some sort. The light from the fire reflected on the colourful dragons in the sky, casting off different colours of light down to the earth. The reflection of the colours bounced off clear surfaces. Some dragons barely moved about in their forms, much smaller dragons w

Andy He stepped into the flight and was welcomed by a pair of smiling air-hostesses in their beautiful deep red, almost purple outfits. One of them held out her hand for his pass, inspected it to find his seat and escorted him inside. She asked for his baseball jacket, reached up on her toes and tucked it away in the rack. Andy could not help but notice how toned her body was.

Lizzy mused. “They looked at me as if I was a bug to squash,” Chloe said bitterly. “Perhaps, if they knew your origin, they’d think differently,” Lizzy offered. “Now, tell me about the dragon part. How marvelous to be able to transform into such a majestic beast. How very lucky. Did you know that there is a planet in the Oobla galaxy that has some of the most advanced scientific minds in the universe and these minds are housed within the bodies of dragons? Your Tristan is a blessed soul.”