Grimmel Dragons Novels & Stories

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.

The planet was called Venoshin; a purple planet that solely belonged to shifters. The Grekets (The Dragons) It solely composed of female dragons that were warriors. They liked to work as a pack and that intimated their enemies a lot. They were able to produce fires that threw their enemies off the grid and they used dragons as a ride. They were also known for their dangerous weapons that were able to kill anyone including the shifters themselves. Unlike the other shifters, the Grekets do not use hierarchy to lead their kingdom. They choose their next leader through a fair fight between the candidates. They also decided to leave earth and live in Venoshin.

Messenger from Tallis hissed but before he could add anything more we heard a loud monstrous growl ‘AAAGHHHHHHRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAROAR…………………………’ followed by wave after waves of gush of winds, we all thoughtless started searching for source of roar and very soon a monster like creature came flying and stood right in front of us all. “DRA…GON…” I said and kept my eyes fix at a humongous creature entirely covered in scales, he was not Glacium the white dragon that we saw yesterday but he was a midnight colored dragon and twice the size of Glacium, this one looked way more scarier than Glacium in fact his dangerously glowing blood RED eyes and looked so dominant, I was stunned to see him that I sub

she told him. ​ Achilles looked grateful as he took the book and started reading through the pages. “Is it worth reading into more about King Xaveris’s dragon and abilities?” Achilles asked Helga. She shook her head, “No, I’ve read every material we have available on King Xaveris, maybe try and concentrate on texts about Dhampir’s with familiars though, we don’t have much research available, they are so few and far between,” Helga sighed. ​

"Well, no. I have no idea what color dragons are. For some reason it just never occurred to me that they would be purple." Now his firm chin rises in a jaunty manner. "We are defined by the striking colors of our dragon scales. This identifies our family line even though only four mature male dragons remain. I'm the last of the purple dragons." His eyes go black again as his suffering reaches clear to my soul. Even my wolf whines softly. He's such a disturbed man with so much pain held tightly inside. I wish he would cry again so I could pull his head to my breast. He needs to let the pain escape.

[Winston] We listened until she was down the stairs. Anders called Landry out of Aria’s room and Drayce called in a couple of Glimmer Dragons from one of the other rooms. He’d had them on standby. Glimmer Dragons were an all-female species. They had healing magic and all of the ones in the movement had been through training on the different species. The ones with us, Audrey and Marnie, were specifically trained in demon physiology. Dragons didn’t have alphas since they were all strong and dominant. Audrey had volunteered to feed Reggie. It would help a lot toward getting her better.

A knock on the door made me move the quilt lower to ask who it was. "High Lord Tymon has asked that I bear food and fruits to you, my Lady." A tiny voice came from the other side of the door. A brownie, perhaps. I turned my back to the door. "I'm not hungry. Later." I said. I vaguely registered a sigh and shuffling of feet as the brownie left. "What the history will not tell you is that Dragons were not created by Luna. We existed. Even before Luna." I blinked at that, but said nothing, lest I interrupt her. "Before Luna, the mother, there were other gods that ruled the world. There were beings that walked the earth that were feared. Some still do. Like

, he chuckled at that, “We need to scatter around and gather more of these if we are lucky we might meet with an elder dragon” *** They sat across each other, pamphlets scattered about before them. “There’s no way in hell these people have a dragon”, Dragomir said. “How can you tell?” "This is a very sleazy depiction of a dragon, this green-looking beast is nothing close to what an actual dragon looks like”, he wrapped the paper and tossed it to the wall behind Raisel, a little bit above her head. “Well, there's no harm in actually trying, we just need to check the dates…"

Other breeds filled in: >The Morvath breed: broad-shouldered and iron-eyed, wrestled one another in displays of strength, tearing stone pillars from the ground and hurling them like spears. >The Velmari, pale and lean, drifted through the crowds. Their bites left no scars but sickness—small, deliberate kisses of plague that they gifted as souvenirs to mortal thralls who begged for the honor. >The Draemiri, ash-skinned and crowned with bone horns, they were known for binding mortals into dream-trances that lasted weeks. >The Zeryth, whose mouths split too wide and whose laughter bled into sobbing, the cruelest tricksters among the clans.

Kiri smiled, a little impressed she knew, “They take the main form of whatever non-dragon race the parent is, with a skill of their parent dragon. They became rare as dragons started to lose interest in the other races, and once the dragonkin mated again, some offspring did not even look dragon-touched, but some took on the form of drakken.” “Grub hears scary lady is scared of lizard,” Grub said loudly, drawing everyone’s attention. He was holding a shiny silver-bladed dagger that had an ornate golden hilt with strange runes etched into, with a wrapped leather pommel and was twirling it around while he spoke. Everyone burst out laughing except Grub, Kiri included, “F**k, that has to be the b