Game Of Thrones Dragon Novels & Stories

Descending slowly through the rift came something absolutely enormous, alive, and terrifyingly ancient. It was a dragon. Its massive body was covered in thick, interlocking scales that absorbed the light like obsidian. Its eyes glowed a predatory, intelligent silver, and massive, glowing containment chains were wrapped tightly around its thick neck, anchoring it to Nyx’s command. The beast unleashed a deafening, sonic roar that shook the very foundation of Blackthorn Kingdom, rattling the glass out of every remaining palace window. Kael stared blankly up at the sky, his mouth hanging slightly open. "...Are you kidding me? We have dragons now? Since when do we fight dragons?"

Dragons. Not the gentle, myth-bound creatures she had read about in the hidden library of her childhood, but beasts forged in flame and shadow, chained by oaths older than any crown. Their roars shattered stone, their firestorms turned fields into glass. And at their center, gliding as if he ruled the storm, was Thalric Veynor. The duke had broken his final mask. No longer the scheming noble with whispered threats, he was commander of a dragon host, his armor gleaming blood-red in the inferno.

Its breath set coals blaze and flames dart from the mouth. Dragons have different sizes and shades. Perun created red dragons, white dragons( also known as ice dragons or glacial wyrms), gold and copper dragons, silver, black and green. All of them have their tasks to protect mother nature but who ruled the best? No other than the Red Dragons lead by their Queen Astra. ~~~~~~~~ "Who among you here have a strange malady? Gather all the weak and old dragons in front of me!" Everyone peeks glances at each other when their queen made a command.

When he wanted to, he could look like a purely murderous creature. His dragon was equally as impressive. He was still small, considering he was only seventeen, but he was a deep ruby red dragon. Garren confirmed that he was a fire dragon, and with time he would be able to emit enough heat to melt gold with just a touch of his fingers. He could already make small flames form in his palms.

These were very useful in battle. 2. Liche dragons: we had many of these thousands of years ago but now we only have one. He was born eight months ago, he is weak but his power strengthens him. The power to wake the dead, very useful tactic in battle. His name was Edwin, son to my General. A potential guardian for our future King. 3. Cobalt Dragons: Like fire dragons, cobalt dragons were quite many. They spat blue flames instead of red, but they couldn't breath a lot of it at a far distance.

When he wanted to, he could look like a purely murderous creature. His dragon was equally as impressive. He was still small, considering he was only seventeen, but he was a deep ruby red dragon. Garren confirmed that he was a fire dragon, and with time he would be able to emit enough heat to melt gold with just a touch of his fingers. He could already make small flames form in his palms.

Wynter said out loud. “He doesn’t know how to come out,” Wynter said. “Come forth child of mine,” Abeloth said. Wynter arched his back slightly as the little dragon separated from him and stumbled over his own legs and fell down on the grass. “You’re so silly,” Wynter said. “He’s beautiful Abeloth,” I said. “This is Echo,” Abeloth said and the dragon stood up straight with his head in the air. He was the same height Wynter was and he looked almost black.

Chase asked. “The darker the shade, the stronger the beast,” Elder Victor said. “Do not question Typhon’s decision, this bond is for life,” Abeloth said and merged with me once again. “As with the merging of your dragon Sire Lucas, these two gray dragons are immensely powerful and yet their names would suggest that they are warriors as well, Brantley means fire and Abeloth means the creator of chaos,” Elder Michael said as they noted our dragons down in the books. “Thank you Elders,” Lucas said and I watched Chase’s face.

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

Vis explained and leaned back. "We had no name for it, but the explanation is consistent with what we know. Bahadir sealed Rafabik into his own body. He was the container that held the huge dragon. We assumed that after the death, the dragon died with the vessel. We were wrong. A generation later, a young woman showed up out of nowhere. An Auon with the ability to produce white flames. After she died, another came and then another one. We have not been able to determine how the next vessel is selected, but each person has been an Auon, and they are drawn to the Dragonstone in Haara," said Saefir. "Dragonstone? You have a Dragonstone," Sidastir exclaimed in surprise.