Grimmel Dragons Novels & Stories

As I rounded a corner, I found myself in a vast chamber, its ceiling disappearing into the darkness above. And there, in the center of the room, stood two massive figures. They were unlike anything I had ever seen before – towering beings with scales that shimmered in the dim light. Dragons. Firewall and Borreload, the legends whispered. Firewall, the larger of the two, fixed his fiery gaze upon me. His eyes burned like embers, and I felt my heart skip a beat. Borreload, his smaller counterpart, let out a low growl, his teeth glinting in the darkness.

But under the given circumstances, it was hard for him to control his impulses and wait for help to arrive. In five minutes, Dom heard a loud 'Thump, Thumps' on the beach outside and ear-piercing screeches. His fellow dragons had finally come to the rescue. Desperate, he ran outside and called out to Mage Master, who was riding the beta Dragon, a ginormous blue-black scaled flying lizard of legends.

I sat down on the chair facing the sofa and I let my eyes return to normal. “The moment the King lays eyes on Abigail he’ll want her to bond with Prince Nicu. The strongest dragon in existence is the gray dragon. The silver white dragon is next in line, then comes the violet dragon and so on. Royal Dragons have always been what is known as Russian Violet, the darkest shade. We all know the darker the shade the stronger the dragon.” “A woman born of a man with a strong dragon is desirable but the bond has always been respected.” If we were normal people Sorin would’ve been right, but we weren’t.

I said. “You don’t have to be,” he said with a smirk. “So any Sire can make another dragon submit?” I asked him. “Don’t be an idiot, you’re a gray dragon, stronger than all three Elders combined, we can make her submit,” he said. “Easy as that,” I said sarcastically. “What’s Abeloth saying?” Felix asked me. “In the realm of dragons?” I asked Abeloth. “Duh,” Abeloth said and retreated once again.

I asked and he smiled as he slid a file across the table. I opened the file and looked at the information that he had gathered so far. It always surprised me how he was able to gather so much on people that tried to remain anonymous. The group consisted of a rogue lair of dragons, ten of them, and a pack of wolves, also ten of them. “I don’t see how they’re all working together,” I said as I read through the file. “They’re not actively working together, they have different bases of operations, each one keeping to themselves and selling the children to the vampire covens, you know they prefer the young ones,” he said.

Adam took the first lunge, digging his teeth into Creed’s back, he roared out, wrapping his long neck around to take a bite out of Adam's red scales. Creed pulled at Adam’s neck, pulling so hard, scales dropped into the dirtied snow. Adam whimpered but did not surrender. The fire burned in Adam’s chest again, ready to release his own flame. He turned his back. A risky move to expose your dragon belly, but it was the only choice Adam had. Head rearing back, buried in the snow underneath his tongue, his igniting fluid sprayed before his fire could leave his mouth. Creed took this as the opportunity to release his own fire, pushing the fluid back into Adam’s mouth. Creed’s fire erupted inside o

Loras' body contracts and he lets out a groan as the salty taste fills her mouth. She smiles and gets next to him, wrapping her arms around his now relaxed body. "Woman... If I knew what that mouth could do I would have lost our little bet since before we made it." He sighs and pulls her closer in a tight cuddle. "Now will give me the answers?" She asks. "Ah yes... That's the other thing that mouth can do." "Annoy you?" "Greatly. But It's worth it." He sighs dramatically and Astrid laughs. "The dragon's fire kills everything it touches. The only exception are members of the royal bloodline. Dragon tamers."

The dragons curled their bodies as they tried to hold against the attacks. “Hey! There are dragons here!” Lesia shouted excitedly as she materialized in one of Jamesʼ formations. She hopped onto the ice dragonʼs head and held at its horns firmly. Hemera followed suit and got atop the other ice dragonʼs head. The ice dragons thrashed around and roared furiously as they tried to get rid of Lesia and Hemera who were sitting on their heads. Despite their efforts, those two spirits seemed to be having a lot of fun.

That better be just showing! "Dragons come from eggs. You can tell by his dark scales he is a Night dragon. When he's older he'll be able to hide Dmitri in shadows as well as the darkness." Toma let out a playful growl from the attention and looked back at me. "You want to pet this little guy?" "He won't bite me, will he?" Milo asked cautiously, starting to look excited.

They track out the hiding place of a dragon. Red Dragons: Royal Family and Rarest. Largest of all dragons, when extremely angry their red hair changes into fire. Skills unknown (so far Vermitrax and Jorkallun are the only Red dragons alive at this moment). "Wow that is a lot hell of an explanation." Sarah said as he stops in front of a door. "This is where I lay my head or rather my room." Jorkallun announced opening the door and stepping in. Sarah entered the room and looked around. The painting of the room was blue just like hers and nothing fancy about it. She remembered when he told her how much he loves the blue color.