Invisible Dragons Novels & Stories

Votigern did not have the time to think or ponder on what he had just seen, just before the hollow closed, he dropped the wood and jumped in. He found himself in the most beautiful place ever, no adjectives could thoroughly describe the beauty of Islandia. He stood there unnoticed by anyone as good-looking men, beautiful women and children went on about with their activities. He looked above his head and saw a host of dragons soaring in the sky, it was a wide array of beautiful colours, ranging from white to black, to gold, to grey and even green. And then someone screamed, “A human!, A human breached our security” Then he was captured and dragged along, his eyes were still fixated on his su

Clay smiled, “My best friend is working on that now. He should be breaking through that wall any time now.” Jenna looked at the wall he pointed at, “That wall is made of stone. How is he breaking through? Dynamite?” Clay laughed. "What is Dynamite? Dragons are strong!” Jenna nodded. The only thing she knew about dragons was what she had read in books. She was still contemplating the existence of dragons when the wall began to shake. “Here he comes,” exclaimed Clay excitedly. Thunderous blows hit the wall until it split, revealing a man who walked through the hole he had made. Light immediately flooded the dungeon, “Yale, you big brute! Took you long enough!”

is this?" Alexandra, the unaware one, asked."This is it," Althea said to Katrina as she gulped in anxiety."We have reached," Katrina informed.Out of three of them, she was the one who was not afraid of anything or anyone."What was the noise?" Xandra asked and Althea answered, "It was him...""Him who?" asked Xandra."You'll see," said Katrina.Although they were freezing, they didn't stop.Walking each step the cold became lesser than before.They were on the last stage of the real-life game.The ice tower they got on to, was so beautiful.All of their eyes dilated with amazement.The glass walls showing the water streaming behind them.The floor they were walking in was of glass too.The tiny and la

Wind buffeted them, and Rurik stared across the Moscow skyline, searching for the building Charlotte was being held in. The hunters stumbled back as the massive flat roof suddenly got crowded. Three great dragons landed just yards away from them. They ranged in color from blue, to white, to green, their clawed feet scraping against the concrete. "Holy shit," Meg gasped. Rurik laughed. "The blue dragon is Grigori, the green dragon is Mikhail, and the white dragon is Piper, Mikhail's wife. Tie your gear to their legs. Anything you can't hold on to during flight." He glanced at Meg, who stared in awe at the snow-white dragon that was Piper. She reached up to touch her, and Piper bumped her hand

He is the vice president of the Black group. "The final presentation is on my laptop. Get my laptop ready," Kael instructed his assistant, Lena Steward. She is in her early twenties. She is a low-level dragon with limited powers. Dragons are three types: black, orange, and green. Alpha Dragons are black, while mid- to average-level Dragons are orange. Dragons without a beast are green. They have heightened senses, but cannot shift. "Yes, boss," Lena replied. She pulled his laptop from the laptop bag while she entered the private elevator with Kael and Michael. The moment she removed the laptop, water started dripping down from the laptop.

she asked. “They’re our other friends back in the dorm,” Dorin answered her. “Azra is a caladrius, while Dagon is a baby dragon Johan hatched from an egg.” He went closer to Eirian and lowered his voice. “We had to register Azra as a familiar so she can stay in out room.”

“We will discuss this later.” She motioned for her soldiers to follow her and headed in the direction of the sounds. When they came upon the large room, the vampires and the werewolf were still bent over while Chloe lay in a heap between them. Verona’s eyes went fiery red at the sight of a half-dozen dragons filling up the room. Her voice was rich with hostility as she hissed, “You dare step foot in Meta territory?” “Spare me,” Myriana said as she set fire to Verona with her breath.

Apollo shrugged, purposefully looking up at the sky when Cain gave him an incredulous look. “You brought three dragons to a festival with thousands of people.” I might’ve sounded a bit shrill, but I didn’t care. They were raised in a world where ghouls, sirens, and dragons were real, but in my head, they were the figments of fantasy novels and crappy CGI movies. I let out a nervous laugh, “tell me they’re the size of a golden retriever and not like in the movies…”

Achilles waited patiently for her reply. As he waited for her to gather her thoughts, he took a moment to appreciate the beauty stood before him. He could tell that Seraphina’s dragon hadn't reached its full size yet but still, she stood tall at about 12ft tall, she was covered in pearlescent scales that looked smooth as glass and shone in hues of pink, purple and blue as the candle light flickered off of her body. A strange ethereal glow radiated from her body, Achilles couldn’t help but stare at his fated Princess in bewilderment, she was an angel, no, a goddess. As he looked up to her dragon’s face, he was shocked and joyous that he was looking into the same purple and blue eyes that he h

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…