Flying Rain Dragon Novels & Stories

This time,I smirk and my dragon chuckles excited to unleash. I step out of the cage and they all focus on me. “Come at me bitches.” I smile as I feel the fire lick at my skin. “Whenever you're ready little one” my dragon rasps. I wait until they are close and together,then “Now.” Flames shoot out and burn them whole,turning them to ashes in a second. I have never directed my flame at any living thing before,so I'm pretty amazed by how they burn out quickly,but then again,the flames my dragon breaths Isn't ordinary. I've always know that.

He looked down and then back at her praying she knew how to start a fire. In there world each dragon fell under five categories. Fire dragons , mostly consisting of the color pink, red and orange, could breath fire. Earth dragons consisting of yellow, purple and brown, Where none fire breathers but could make the ground move however they needed it. Water dragons, mostly green and blue, they could breath water and also had healing properties. Air dragons, they consisted of grey and black they could blow strong wind currents with either there wings or breath. The last one was the most rarest of them all and that was the spirit dragon. They normally where pure white with silver tints. At night

Max stepped in front of me, facing Dragon directly, and said, "She will not go with you alone. I am coming too." "Humans are not allowed inside!" Dragon challenged. I took a deep breath and calmed down a bit before finally speaking. I wasn’t afraid of Dragon anymore, but I was worried about him knowing about my children and that they were his. I pushed the thought aside and said impatiently, "Max is coming with me, or I won’t go back!" Dragon did not utter a single word; he left with the wind, dressed in a blue suit matching the color of his eyes. He still exuded strength and had become even more captivating.

I could smell the rain and I knew by the time I left here it would be coming down. I wished that I could head out of the city for it. Flying in the rain was one of my favorite things to do, feeling each ping of water against my skin as I soared closer to the clouds. It was something that both my beast and I craved. Most dragons that I had met preferred the sun on their hides. Not me. I wanted the thrill of chasing the storms. Pushing open the glass door, I stepped into the office. It screamed of old luxury with its heavy overstuffed antique wooden chairs. Chairs that were made to keep people comfortable as they waited out here. I wasn’t waiting and he would never ask me to do so.

What was that? Ahead of her, a massive emerald dragon swooped low. Its wings spanning as wide as the river's edge. Her heart hammered, and she couldn’t breathe. The creature looked twice the size of Kohl in his dragon form. And its tail was different with spikes on the end and longer. Did that mean it wasn’t part of his species…family? Wings that spanned the edge of either side of the river stirred up the water and gusts of air had her falling backward and fighting a current that pulled her under several times before it settled its body in the middle of the river. The water only covering its feet.

Opening the door, I peek out and see the black haired beauty staring back at me. “Hello,” I said, looking down at my bare feet. Not willing to look up, I get distracted when a glowing light comes from my rib cage. Getting this tickling feeling, I lift my shirt and take a look. Blue dragons with ice spitting from their mouths are shaped into a yin and yang sign. The glowing gets brighter, so I shield my eyes before looking down once more. My blue dragons turned into one blue and one red dragon, seeming to battle each other. Shock and disbelief come from the man in front of me. I hear a groan sound from behind him and look around his shoulder to see the same stranger I thought I had dreamed ab

"I want to fly, dragon." "As you wish."

He was shirtless, but at least he had shorts on. Nick threw Drago a pair of camo shorts, and he quickly slipped them on. “Surrounded by dragons,” she smiled in amazement. Grigo and Marcu stepped forward with black and gray wings spread out. All their wings spun six feet across, and Madchen could see their talons protruding from their fingertips . Madchen couldn’t find any words, instead she stared, mouth agape. They were magnificent, all of them, and she couldn’t tear her eyes away.

He lowered his head so I could pet him. "It's my turn," the head with the green and blue scales pushed Cyclonus out of the way. "And I am Drizzle The Raindancer and, as my name suggests, I am a water dragon." He leaned in and barely used his snout to touch my cheek. "You kissed her?" One of them shouted. The three went into a quarrel about equality when I noticed the smallest head peeking out of the shadows. "Hello there," I called to him. "Don't you wish to introduce yourself too?" His red and orange scales seemed to burn hot from the distance. I didn't need to ask what kind of dragon he was.

I nodded quickly. "Yeah! I want to go flying!! You promise not to drop me right?" I asked him and transformed into my dragon form. He purred. "Yeah, I promise you won't fall," he told me and then shifted, scooping me up into his talons again before he started to fly us into the sky again where the birds flew. He started to glide, looking pleased that he was up high again and looked overjoyed that I was with him, glancing at me every few seconds. I looked down at the ground before up into the clouds, worried that another dragon might attack us. This place seems more dangerous than my home. He didn't seem too worried, looking happy as he started to fly us towards the sea again. He carried me o