Frost Dragon Real Life Novels & Stories

Yohan offered. Suddenly the room grew warmer. I raised an eyebrow at him. "Fire dragons can release substantial amounts of heat," he explained. "You're a fire dragon?" "A sub species of it, yes, I can breathe fire, but unlike other dragons, I can survive damp conditions, and breathe under water," "What kind of species is that?" "Loch, my dragons rare, the only other is my little sisters," I nodded as the heat traveled up to my icy finger tips. "You want to know the origin of the vampires?" I asked

The kind of dark that made a wolf’s instincts scream. He crept down the concrete steps, jumping nearly out of his skin when a blur of fur streaked past his ankles. A low hiss echoed off the bricks. Cass scrambled back, heart hammering against his ribs like a trapped bird, as the creature vanished through a small swinging flap in the reinforced door. By the time he pushed into the basement, the animal was a ghost. Still, the presence of another living thing—even a hostile one—stilled the frantic shaking in his hands. He wasn't alone in the dark.

Even then, my brief, fractured dreams had been a suffocating loop of dark eyes, the phantom heat of a large body trapping me against a marble counter, and the cloying, toxic scent of wintergreen. My ribs throbbed a dull, relentless rhythm beneath my heavy chest protector as I stepped out of the tunnel. Every breath of the zero-degree air felt like swallowing crushed ice. I welcomed the pain. It was a grounding mechanism, a sharp, physical reminder to rebuild the iron-clad walls Kael Sterling was systematically trying to dismantle. *If I win, you'll be at my command.*

Who would have thought that the nightmare that happened would happen again because of something spotted in Antarctica? "All Malemyns on position!" The man wearing white uniforms shouted. He's holding a long sword while facing the South. With more than ten thousand Malemyns and Gwandys in Africa, no one is able to tell if they can actually win the upcoming battle. According to the reliable source, the object spotted in Antarctica is none other than a black dragon. The area where the said dragon passes is dissolving as if being sucked in and no nothing survived. "Fuck! I thought back then, the end of the world was happening. I guess, the real end of the world is now happening."

It had two vaguely identifiable small horns on its forehead with a trend to become a flood dragon indistinctly. From those characteristics, that python was at least a big demon at the Demon General Realm. No one knew why he fell into the ice fault crevice and lost his life. The white python might have been frozen in the mysterious ice for a history of thousands of years. It looked lifelike, as if it were hibernating. The huge body gave Ding Hao a visual shock. "Meow, a silver python to turn into a flood dragon looks very delicious!" Evil Moon's eyes suddenly brightened up. It jumped from Ding Hao's shoulders, and swung around the python's body. His crystal-clear mouthwater was dropping on th

he said. “Shit,” I said. “I’ve never heard of someone’s dragon leaving,” Preston said. “Sometimes a dragon will leave if his personality is in conflict with his host,” Baz said in my head. “His dragon might be purer than him,” I said as an explanation. “Baz, can you make contact with his dragon in your realm? Maybe he’ll be more eager to share what he knows,” I said to him. “Let me think about it,” Baz said and curled up on his side.

The phoenix had already opened its eyes and was locking gazes with Fane. If the phoenix had not been chained, it would definitely have rushed over and torn Fane apart. After looking at him for a few moments, Bradley finally answered, "The method is actually very simple. I spent so long in Grand Yorn Mountain, and I've met phoenixes like this before. They like eating cold energy, so any materials with cold energy are incredibly alluring to the phoenixes. I used a freezing pill."

(Throltys) Throltys is a proud Dragonnewt, with 250 cm tall, muscular, and scale bound. He is bound to invoke attention from others, he is like a lizardman, but he is not, he is a Dragonnewt a race who is a direct descendant of a dragon. And they are not only smart but also abnormally strong, both magic and physique. Most importantly, the Earth Dragonnewt is undoubtedly loyal to me as their entire race was given to me by the Carefree dragon that lives behind my house back in New City. So in terms of performance and loyalty, Throltys is someone that I don’t even have to worry about at all.

"This is a snow dragon. He lives in the very cold mountains. He eats ice and he breathes blue fire." "Blue fire?" I asked, leaning closer to look. "Does it burn?" "No, Mama, you do not understand," Maple said, shaking his head back and forth very seriously. "The people who write books about dragons are just wrong about fire. They think all fire is hot. But snow dragon fire is like ice cubes. It freezes the bad guys into big rocks." Rosy turned a page in her book and pointed to a picture of a large brown bear. "Look, Maple. The bear is big. Like the tall man. Like our daddy."

I know. I sit on a stone at the edge of one of the few Normal rivers we have in the house. Most of the rivers are molten lava here,except this one and a few others. The water is rarely cold,and today,it is warm and sparkling under the sun. I stare into it and watch my reflection morph into him. I hear a twig crunch and I stiffen,reeling the dragon back in. He coils with a purr and shields himself,going to sleep. We're both exhausted.