Gajeel Iron Shadow Dragon Novels & Stories

"The High Moon Court kept archives of the old world. The histories are explicitly clear: there were three primal beasts born of the initial lunar fracture. Only three." She paused, her cold blue eyes scanning the gathered family. "The Sun Dragon, whose scales could blind an army. The Storm Dragon, who carried the western monsoons on its wings. And the Shadow Dragon." Seraphina frowned, her hands still faintly shimmering with residual golden light. "The one Nyx rode today?" Selena nodded, her jaw tightening. "The Nidhöggr. The Shadow Dragon. Historically, it was recorded as the most violent, the most fiercely intelligent, and utterly impossible to tame by any magical or physical constraint."

Cold black mist poured through the opening. Every living creature in the valley froze. An overwhelming pressure seemed to crush the air itself. Even the Night Titans knelt. The Shadow Legion lowered their heads. The Crimson Warden smiled triumphantly. "Our Lord..." "...welcome home." Through the narrow opening, a single enormous eye slowly appeared. It was larger than an entire castle tower. Its iris glowed molten gold. Its pupil was darker than the deepest night. The Shadow Dragon. Only one eye was visible... Yet its presence alone made the mountains tremble.

He had watched from the distance as his prize, the silver-haired Jillian, walked into the arms of a common wolf warrior and felt the sting of the magic that now protected her. He looked down at his own hand, which was still red and peeling from the time he had tried to send a shadow bird to touch the palace walls, only to have it burst into flames. The black stone from the dragon’s cave was a type of magic he hated because it was pure and light, acting like a wall that he could not climb or break with his usual tricks.

This child was sensible. He was easy on me during pregnancy and birth. It felt like a miracle. When I saw the soft, red bundle, I thought I was dreaming. Elio hadn't stopped smiling since the moment our child was born. He'd wandered half his life, never imagining a family. Now his wish was granted. Word of the dragon heir spread through the clan. This time, it was a true royal, red as tradition demanded. The Dragon King beamed, finally making peace with Elio.

The market is alive with the usual chatter, vendors calling out their wares and children weaving through the crowds laughing and the smell of freshly baked bread and smoked fish mixing with the damp hair. I've missed this. Just then, I catch sight of a rift, an angry slash of darkness cutting through the sky where nothing should be. Something is wrong. It wasn’t there when I left. The chariot stops at the Palace where master is already waiting outside. “I made your favourite cookies,” He says with a warm smile, heading inside with me quietly following behind. There's no need to ask questions. He was expecting me so he already knows why I'm here. “Leave us.” Jarek gives a curt nod before leav

Ava's words stayed on my mind, and I knew my bed would soon be empty. "Olivja, please," Jack said as he followed me into the bedroom. "What do you want, Jack?" I asked him, and he looked down with no response. "The feeling was overwhelming," he said, and I laughed. "You'd better head to Shadow and complete what you began, Jack. Don't expect my consent, as it will never come. I'll never say it's alright just to ease your conscience. The truth is, it's not alright! It's painful! It feels like a betrayal, and I can't recover from it. So, don't waste time hoping I'll have a change of heart because I won't. I'm the one who loses in this. Not you, not her, not the damn pack members, just me. Me an

“Freya, the dragons will soon be done with the viewing, they will soon select, if you don't go now, you will never be able to leave” “I want to leave and even though you are doing this for yourself. I will think of it like I am the one using you. Lead the way” He moved, and I ran after him, it seemed no one saw anything. I will get to the wood, change out of my clothes, and shift. My mind was made up, there was no turning back. “Freya! The dragon prince” Cole shouted my name and I almost wanted to shout back and tell him he would put me in trouble when I saw the shadow above me. It was the dragon from earlier, but now it had a rider.

JONEA I froze, staring at the giant figure before me, my eyes wide in disbelief. The blue dragon stood tall and proud, exuding power but not menace. Its shimmering scales gleamed under the moonlight, reminding me of the Dragon’s Tear pendant Aland gave me. Unfortunately, the pendant had lost its radiant blue hue and turned dark. “Who… are you?” I stammered, my voice trembling, a mix of awe and fear. “I am the Mountain Dragon,” it replied, its deep voice rumbling like an earthquake. “I’ve come for you, Jonea. Come with me, and I’ll explain everything.”

Oliver also stared at the numerous dragons, surprise in his eyes. “Welcome to our place, dear guests.” Kian walked in front of us and effortlessly broke free from the rope. Ah right, this is their place so they are at their most powerful. Wings protrude from his back, almost as big as the wings of the dragon I once saw in my dream. He flew away majestically, like the eagle that rules the sky. The frown on Oliver’s face deepened. Two guards approached us, long and sharp spears in their hand. Its shaft was made with thick iron while its head with a glowing stone, presumably some kind of crystal.

SAKI Responded. “Let us meet where the stars gather, and where the sun has failed. The divine glass has been empty for too long.” Jared continued. “Yes my Lord.” SAKI responded. One could tell that as SAKI responded, he was bowing his head wherever he was. The tiger in Jared was beginning to find expression. He was the Leader of the Seven eyed dragon Mafia clan, drugs, death, was nothing new to them. But they had always operated under. That was how Jared got his nickname, SHADOW. He was never seen, never known.