Infinity Dragon Novels & Stories

Alpha Dillion explains. I watch as Travian looks at Alphas Grayston and Quade. I can tell that they are not sure if they want to tell these wolves exactly what kind of dragon Ty, Reyna, and I are. I let Ty know we could trust them and that they would be good allies. “I am a rare black crystalline opal dragon while my friend Reyna is a rare ammolite dragon. Elayni is a hybrid water. She is part water dragon and part mermaid.” Ty states,

"They're pulling the mana straight out of the atmosphere! The atmospheric pressure is dropping!" Above the Citadel, the heavy clouds parted with a deafening crackle of heat. A shadow vast enough to blot out the bleeding crimson sky swept over the courtyard as Patriarch Ignis descended. The Dragon-Lord appeared in his hybrid form - eight feet of crimson scales, thick curling horns, and heavy wings that beat back the cold air with every downstroke. He slammed onto the main battlement, the weight of his landing cracking two massive granite flagstones beneath his claws. Smoke rolled lazily from his nostrils, carrying the scent of sulfur and molten iron. Even the hardened soldiers nearby took an

hearing the quality words of her lord, Ingrid moved her delicate hands towards Zark and hugged him. She is Ingrid, guardian of the library and custodian of the deep areas of the castle, she is a Young Sky Mithryl Imperial True Dragon. Although Damenburg Castle is inhabited by peculiar beings, Ingrid is one of the rarest inhabitants of all, not only that, there is possibly no other Dragonic specimen similar to Ingrid. Firstly, Ingrid is a dragon of perfect complex essence, half Sky Dragon and half Mithryl Dragon, with all the strengths of these two types of dragon, but with none of her weaknesses.

Wynter giggled. We ate breakfast and Wynter seemed like himself. Echo slept a lot and Abeloth said that’s what baby dragons needed to do, they grew when they slept. I had called the Elders of Florida to inform them that Wynter had merged with his dragon and they outright laughed at me.

Visions flashed in front of Nya’s eyes as she tried to rectify what she’d been seeing for the last several days with the scene before her now. All along, she’d thought she’d been seeing Slate in his dragon form in chains, but that wasn’t what she’d been seeing at all. It was this other dragon, the one rising up in front of her now. He looked anything but happy as his nostrils began to flare, and it was quite obvious this dragon’s duty was to protect the Heart of Magic, which Nya could no longer see as it was hidden behind the dragon’s large back.

Astonishment and rage showed on his face "Make way !! Make way!! " he immediately jumped inside the flowing ice lake and brought out the imperial egg, when he came out he was shivering from head to toe as he is a Gold dragon who can't frost nor near cold, he only risked his life to safe the imperial hatchling because the king will order the eradication of his whole family if anything happen to the imperial eggs

Gabriel pets her nose, ''It's okay Dagahra, she is with me, and I like her, okay? Dagahra looks at me calculating but lets me come closer now. Then I hear the loud shrieking again, ''IEIAAHAHAEEEEEE.'' I look at Gabriel, ''Which dragon is that?'' Gabriel sighs, ''That is Thorn, he has never accepted a master. No one can get near him without a sedative. He is the most dangerous dragon we have because he is an Iron Tooth. The only one of his kind.'' I walk to the end of the cave, ''Take me to him I want to see him.''

Most of the dragons were sleeping, except for one: the largest, most ferocious of the bunch. My dragon. Igantius. He was large and foreboding, with leathery wings and dark red scales. His eyes glowed as he saw me. Despite his terrifying appearance, Iggy was a big puppy dog when it came to me. I took my time greeting him and scratching his scales. I started saddling him up to ride when I heard a voice from behind me. “He’s a special dragon.” It was Esmeralda. “He’s a magnificent beast,” I said, turning to face her.

George gritted his teeth, looking at the idiot in front of him. "It's not that easy. He is not a normal dragon. He is Drake Hamilton, the most powerful orange dragon ever born. No one can kill him just like that. Not even the dragon elders. Even if we complain, he has a valid reason to be there in the fairy world. So not even the dragon elders could punish him for that" George pointed out.

He doesn't say anything, just meets his eyes before they flicker above Jesse’s head to where Iandor is returning. "This is him." Jesse is definitely amazed at the sight of the lizard in Iandor’s hands, skin a bright, mint green with orange stripes over his belly. The artist in him feels inspired. "He is the coolest lizard I've ever seen," he tells Iandor honestly. Iandor grins at his answer, gently running a little finger over Drago's back. "He's a panther iguana. He's my best friend." His heart feels like it's about to burst. "I can tell. He looks like he loves you a lot a lot."