Hielochiim Dragon Adventures Novels & Stories

“Isn’t it obvious? Gullen told you to meet the Archfiend and here we are. You seem to be leading fine. Now you just have to get him to not kill us all.” “Great. So my goal is what? World peace?” I meant it to sound ridiculous. It did. “I’m not Nelson fucking Mandela.” There was a strange gurgle that came from somewhere inside the dragon. Its long neck rippled. Maurice, who had worked his way to the front, reached out to pat it on the head just as it opened its mouth. Hitokag swooped down from the dragon’s back and grabbed Maurice, yanking him out of the way as a green spray shot out. It covered the grass which immediately dissolved into sludge. The dragon bent down and began slurping it up.

Her mom insisted on sleeping in her room. In this way she thought that she could avoid such accidents in the future. Then they all went to have peaceful sleep. On the other side, in a dark room. The door slowly opened and after a while closed on it's own. And then out of nowhere a man appeared. He came ahead and bowed. "Chameon Lee, the chameleon king, what's the situation outside?," came a voice. "The dragon clan has evacuated the citizens to safety shelters, my lord," Chameon Lee replied.

I was aiming for safe and sound, and a promise that my life be prolonged until ninety. I attempted to step back, on tiptoes I should say, and turned my attention into another alleyway that showed escape from both the soldiers and from that creature. Another roar followed from the chimera’s mouth. Then, the sound of the rooftop splintering. I routed my eyes on it once again to see if it had flown off. What I didn’t expect was seeing another creature replacing the lion’s head. A dragon. Black as night and as ferocious as its predecessor. Only that it bared its teeth when it snapped in my direction, looking straight at me with those glowing red feline eyes as if it knew I was hiding behind a wa

Dragon Lizards were rare creatures, and not many knew of their existence. Though, rumors of them roaming about persisted throughout. Not even the most skilled fighters would dare cross this beast. ‘Spirits and Alchemists can’t even take on seven-tiered beasts, much less an Agile!’ Zephyr thought. He had to run, and fast. His body trembled in fear, he did not expect to meet such a monster in such a place. Zephyr ignited Lightfoot, preparing to speed away. “If this thing gets out, all of Ahi will be in trouble!”

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.

With the knowledge of his past lives he had deduced that the birthmark of the dragons must have appeared on his wrist when he turned 18, and that was why the Prophets had been able to locate him. And the mages this time must have remembered their past mistakes and made him undetectable so that the Prophets could not spot him until he was strong enough to defend himself... Just the fact that the golden dragon was on Astoria, which was a world in the intermediate plane of existence, showed how careful the humans had been.

They were gliding through the sky and the smaller one widened her eyes as she touched the surface of the grass and then rolled forward as she stumbled and fell. “Oops!” she said loudly and stood up straight as she folded her wings behind her back. “Abeloth,” the bigger one said and bowed her head. “Scylla,” Abeloth said and inhaled her scent deeply. “Abigail,” Scylla said and dove into her with a force that set Abigail down on the grass. Abigail screamed as she merged with her dragon. “Mine … where’s mine?” the smaller dragon asked as she looked around. “Shae!” she yelled excitedly and bounded towards Shae.

Adrian seemed very capable and could surely ensure their safety. Adrian chuckled. He reached out and held Rozi's hand. “With me around, everything will be fine. Even if real dragons come, I'll scare them away.” “You're the best!” Rozi said. She knew Adrian would keep her safe. Andre was curious. He had never seen a dragon before and was eager to encounter one. He heard that dragons had many treasures on their bodies. If they could get one, it would surely infuriate Lionel. "You make the call, Adrian,” Andre said.

It was worth taking a chance that getting enough flaming oil around them would work. Ghaeron did not need oil. The Dragon swept over the group, flaming, but barely singed the outer edges thanks to the mystical shield. He made a second attempt with no better result. With a roar of frustration, he landed behind the attacking Moran’kaar and swept his foreleg through the rearmost members. Their misshapen bodies were knocked aside and torn asunder, some of them twitching unnaturally though they were in two or more pieces. The Dragon’s second attack was forestalled by the Alva’himar, who sent a volley of energy at him. Flinching, he spat flame in their direction, knowing they would deflect it but

I breathe, unable to tear my gaze away from the captivating dragon. The dragon lands gracefully on the ground, yet it shakes, making Zuriel hold my waist. The dragon's piercing eyes scrutinize us, and Zuriel raises his fingers to scratch it on the spot. Its large tail agitates, moving dangerously. He stops, and it moves away. A few seconds pass. Slowly, it starts to shift. It's mesmerizing to watch. The first thing I see are long legs, and then a naked body grows where the giant dragon once stood. Eloise, I say silently. She is tall, lean, and gorgeous, with long silver-white hair and violet eyes.