Glass Dragons Novels & Stories

So, she decided to take a few minutes walking around the forest, plus checking what could she possibly see and take a quiet place for meditate for she can’t barely concentrate because of Chen, sleeping like a rough horse noise. While Hana is walking around the forest, seeing a lot of different insects and flying animals, she saw butterflies have colorful rainbow wings flying around the vulnerable big green steam flowers. Dragonflies, flying above her with their tails had a glowing dust leaving whenever they pass. Birds, flying peacefully and others are land on the large lichens trees that gives warm shades for everyone who is underneath it.

Feeling the scorn pressing in from all sides, I could only manage a bitter smile. Suddenly, with an ear-splitting crash, the Fire Dragon Princess smashed the desk in front of Aithne. “You little bitch, give me back my ruby jewels.” I spun round. Jessica had snatched Aithne by the scruff and hurled her against the wall. Morpheus didn’t even have time to blink. When the dust cleared, Aithne’s face was a mask of blood, and she was howling. Fire Dragons outnumbered Ice Dragons by a mile, and their clan was far stronger.

Another of the fifteen stepped forward, younger, eyes sharp. “Many dragons there have taken human mates,” he said bluntly. “Former Madrigals who returned. Some willingly. Some out of necessity.” My jaw tightened. “They dilute the line.” “They strengthen it,” he countered. “Their offspring shift fully.” A murmur moved through my captains. I silenced it with a look. “And the faction that believes as we do?” I pressed. The elder dragon answered. “Small. Quiet. Fractured.” That was not what I had expected.

A ghostly howl rang out to the south heralding the monsters’ appearance. Inky black bodies stepped forth into the glade. Their smooth scales glimmered in the moon glow, bodies serpentine and muscular, with prowling paws tipped in razor black claws. Black bat wings hugged their flanks as they churned around us, three animals that I recognized. David had warned me about these monsters, these other shifters. The burning smell sizzled off of their skin, their teeth bared and predatory yellow-orange eyes flashing: these were dragons and they were deep in the heart of Dalesbloom where they shouldn’t be. Whoever howled out there knew the dragons were here.

The Cenotes, of Draconia were truly impressive. Killian had almost forgotten how mesmerising the place was the last time he had been here, and that was quite understandable, since it had been so long ago... 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.

The one my mother told about in the story. Seeing the diamond graffiti written in dark red liquid on its temple, I know it was that dragon. The vetrik Jihn drakon. Its chest began to appear red as if the beast swallowed tons of coals on its throat. Its eyes glowed dark while its huge snout began to open in what seemed to be prepared to release something.

"So how was your exploration? Do you like our new home?" Kyoko stamped a foot and swayed her tail, giving a little whimper. She looked to me and flicked her tongue. "Yeah, I know there isn't much grass or shade here. But I'm working on that. I've planted more trees and grass seeds. There'll be more shade soon. And you're a nightshade dragon, why does shade matter to you?" She just swayed her tail and seemed to smirk. It was possible my dragon was just giving me a hard time. Nightshade dragons were the most beautiful and hard to tame of the dragon breeds. Among other breeds were Day and Night Glory dragons, Nexus, Water dragons, Nebula, Night Glory, Tri-Horned Wyverns, Desipise, Cavern Lurker

It was the place where she felt she belonged, now and forever. "You know, in old times, and I mean old times like before my parents… Middle Ages, and even before that, there was a handful of cases when dragons were mated to other species. Plus, there is something about pure dragon couples that makes them infertile for the better part of the century. That's partly the reason why there's so little of us in the world. And most of the living dragons are now very old. Some of them never had kids…

I spent hours studying the text. I learned about Alice's Dragon, referred to in ancient languages as the 'Rare Healer of Fire.' This unique dragon was gifted with ancient magic. If the Rare Healer of Fire mated with another dragon, they would be reborn as humans but retain the ability to use dragon magic without their dragon forms.