Galactic Dragons Novels & Stories

18 dragons took form around him and began circling the sky, roaring in the bliss of being set free. Azure Dragon Elder got his name from his talent. Azure Dragon Deathmatch, 18 Dragons lived in his body, they were all mana with a pseudo-conciousness attached. The dragons knew who their enemy was and went after her the moment they came into the world. Verra was locked in close combat with Milton while the dragons were owning in on her. She used the liquid lighting as a coating for her gauntlets and armor. Every time she clashed with Milton's axe or gave a blow to his body, the lightning would numb his skin or the electricity would travel up his axe and numb his hand. A bit of numbness could n

Dude #2 yelled back suddenly. “Guys, we have no choice, we either do this or die when we go home, and if we run.. he’ll find us” dude#3 said. Unable to handle the truth of what awaits them, he started walking away from the other guys. ‘Sapphire, what are these guys?’ I asked my dragon, uncertain of their different scents. ‘That’s a delta dragon, gamma dragon and warrior dragon. That gamma dragon is the highest ranking one, deltas are like healers and warriors are obviously warriors,’ she laughed at me, making my fists clenched slightly.

Saltus laughter instantly died upon my questioning, while I saw two head turned in to Saltus direction and those belong to remaining two Dragons. Draco and galciem all kept staring at him as if they will eat him alive. What is witch eyes… and what is rank?” I questioned further but heard a low growl coming form Draco “Ignore him… and eat up fast we have to leave....” Draco suddenly jumped in our conversation and said in his deep voice; also I did not missed to see that glare that was shot in Saltus direction before both ice and fire dragon people continued to munch on their food. “You are leaving already?” I heard King Erlenduris questioning Draco as a drool of food stew kept falling on corn

"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.

but the Cenotes of Draconia were massive alright just as much as they were beautiful, housing over two thousand sea and air dragons, with emerald and aqua marine tinges here and there adding a glow to the place that was almost ethereal. So impressive were the monuments that, for almost a minute, Killian almost forgot that he was being led by two very angry men towards their Lord... he almost forgot the hissing and the scowls that followed him as the dragon horde, descendants of the ancient Ghidorah looked down on him, a few brave ones murmuring the words ‘what is he doing here?’ and a couple of other expletives that would have made the human society blush a dark shade of red. As Killian pass

“Most of it is beautiful, fruitful, and full of growth. Rogues have torn the Vamparia Kingdom apart, chased away the goods, and now it is left desolate, barely able to keep crops to survive.” Biting the inside of my cheek, Creed led me away from the conversation. Warrior dragons were already shifting, and the faes were pulling out their wings for the flight home. “Will you ride with me, my fawn?” Creed eyed me as I kept the blanket held around me. Shaking my head, I pulled it off, handing it to another fae warrior to put it away.

When angered it caused the earth to rumble and shake, the other archdragons feared her temper, she was a dragoness not to be toyed with. The archdragons were enormous, they stood at least two hundred feet tall while the normal sized dragons stood between an average of eighty to a hundred feet full grown. Each archdragons had to rule over the dragons that were part of their element. The archdragons were descendants of the Greek dragon goddess “Drakina” …. The archdragons did possess one very special ability and this ability was a secret that they protected with their life. Each of the archdragons worked together harmoniously for most parts. The Goddess had also gifted them with the ability to

Lines of blood split across Andrew's body as his veins burst under the crushing weight of Dragon's Might. "Andrew!" Isabelle shouted in panic from outside. Still suspended midair, Ezekiel laughed viciously. "Andrew, today is the day you fall. Die for me!" Pain flickered across Andrew's face, yet his voice remained as calm as still water. "You celebrate too soon. There is only one true dragon in this world, and that is the Divine Dragon of Etharia. The Dragon's Cyclone, created by Mr. Sloan, originated from the Holtrien octagonal formation.

He is the vice president of the Black group. "The final presentation is on my laptop. Get my laptop ready," Kael instructed his assistant, Lena Steward. She is in her early twenties. She is a low-level dragon with limited powers. Dragons are three types: black, orange, and green. Alpha Dragons are black, while mid- to average-level Dragons are orange. Dragons without a beast are green. They have heightened senses, but cannot shift. "Yes, boss," Lena replied. She pulled his laptop from the laptop bag while she entered the private elevator with Kael and Michael. The moment she removed the laptop, water started dripping down from the laptop.

The Hall of Sacrul rumbled with the low growl of dragons. Fourteen great beasts sat in their true forms around a dais made of deepstar stone, a mineral said to have fallen from the bones of dying stars. Each dragon revealed its true form in silent contest, the weight of their might pressing against the air. Heat shimmered between them, an invisible storm of pride and restrained carnage.