Kaiju Dragon Novels & Stories

No one said anything for a long time until the female started talking. “First, let me introduce myself. My name is Jade, and I am the mate of Kellan, whom you have already met. I am human, but because I am mated to a Dragon, I am able to live an exceptionally long life. I am over two hundred years old.”

Father studies me for a long moment. “You are king,” he says. “And you are dragon. Both demand sacrifice.” “And if sacrifice is no longer acceptable?” I ask. He does not answer immediately. “Then you become something new,” he says at last. The connection fades. Silence fills the chamber. Kaelith looks at me. “You’re not waiting, are you?” “No.” “Good.” Alone at last, I allow the dragon closer to the surface. My claws score the stone beneath my desk.

“I don’t know if I can help you. I don’t know everything that I can do yet. I’m sorry. But together we can stop this from getting worse and save the town.” The three responded in their strange voices, “Let’s do it.” Taylor bent his mind to lead the three Kaiju in a charge against the Kraken. The first kaiju with features of a black and white whale shark climbed up one of the Kraken’s left arms and slashed across its thick neck. The Kraken shook and flicked the shark Kaiju off its neck. The Kraken was immediately distracted by a giant red and blue manta ray Kaiju flying around its massive head. It struggled to swat away the flying adversary and keep its balance.

As they waited for orders, warriors gathered, their features anxious. Then I caught sight of him. A huge dragon with golden scales that glistened like molten flames swooped down from the sky. Even the most courageous warriors would have faltered at the creature's sheer enormity. A man with silver hair that flowed like liquid moonlight sat on its back. He was a powerful presence that seemed to envelop the whole atmosphere in electricity. The air seemed to bend about him due to the tremendous force of his presence. "Who are you?" With a firm voice despite the agitation in my heart, I requested. With a powerful and purposeful gait, the man dismounted. His voice was loud and resonant as he decla

Kailo shifts quickly, his clothes ripping, and his body increasing in size. In seconds, Kailo becomes a large orange-red dragon, with a muscular form and short, powerful wings. “He’s not a Fury,” I mutter in realization. One of the guards nods. “Lyza and her uncle are the only Fury dragons that anyone knows of.” I hear a cry and see Lyza on her hands and knees. Her face is twisted in pain as her bones move and rearrange themselves. Her skin slowly becomes black and scaled, and her limbs bend into clawed feet.

Kaelayni replied. “I thought they were extinct or a myth.” Nash mumbled. “No, they are real. They are from the realm that I am from. They are called gemstone dragons. They resemble gemstones. They come in every color of the rainbow and do not get any larger than these five. Dragon shifters no longer exist.” Loukas explained.

She waited for a moment, picturing her lover thinking. "Is there anyone around to hear this?" "I'll turn the phone down, but there's no one else nearby." "The geologist, the herpetologist, the areas that Lacroix is digging, and now this? I think . . . I think that was a petrified greater dragon egg." "What?" Banshee said, leaning in and being very intense. "Why would anyone do something like that? There has not been a greater dragon since --" "Since before the pyramids were ever built," the Representative added. "Only lesser dragons survived the Dragon Wars. Well, the lesser dragons and the spirit of Shadow Wing."

She asks, looking around like this other dragon just happened to be around and the dragon that just hatched would be lost in the field's tall grass. "They are born as adults. The egg contains the magic that they form from, not their material bodies." Loras answers looking mesmerized at the unseen beauty above them. Astrid unconsciously rises her hand and in an instant, the newly born dragon stops in the air and looks at her. She smiles. Instead of pitch black like Dracos, this one is a dark shade of purple. So beautiful... The dragon flies closer to them and lands right in front of Astrid, holding its huge head so it can smell the tinny girl that continues to smile at it. It pushes the tips

I ask, something about this Gia girl rubs me the wrong way. "Gia was a girl that I met a couple of decades ago, she was thrown out of her group home because she was a Mythical. So I took her in and trained her to control her power. Earth is her specialty. Oliver here was someone that I grew up with, He is the last thunder dragon that roams the earth." My eyebrows shot up past my Forehead, the last thunder dragon? That sounds like the most difficult thing ever. Looking at Oliver, the respect that I couldn't find for him in the past, came to me full force. That must have been really difficult growing up! Might have been worse than my childhood!

“Master, what would you like us to do? You need only whisper your command, and we will follow.” Evrah grabbed the wood harder, her gaze darting quickly from left to right, trying to get a closer look. She spotted a big shimmering black dragon that seemed to be looking right at her. The big eye blinked, its big frame fidgeting a bit. A huge black and silver mass of scales and muscles sat directly across from her, its ginormous purple eyes had her dead to rites, and they both knew it. “Please don't give me way,” she whispered, shaking from fear. She cursed that her curiosity had gotten her noticed. The dragon blinked a final time and averted its eyes somewhere else as if it had heard her whisp