Legend Spyro Dawn Dragon Novels & Stories

Hearing a loud screech up ahead of him he saw that the female black dragon had made it close enough to the boys to attack them. “NO!” Lennox said again trying to gain control of Lynx. Dradon spotted what his brother was looking at and saw one of the Black Dragons about to attack Shawna and the boys. “Nix you go and head off the other black Dragons and I will handle this one.” Dradon said, as he flew into the sky flying above the dragon, dropping his wings to charge the black dragon at full speed. Just as he was about to attack; the Black Dragon’s head snapped in his direction and his eyes locked on to the black eyes of his… “dragon-dame.”

We soon reached a sleeping dragon, he was enormous. Dynaris approached the sleeping dragon, her footsteps echoing off the cavern walls. As she drew closer, the dragon's eyes flickered open, and he regarded her with a piercing gaze. Dynaris stood tall, her voice clear and steady. "I mean you no harm, noble dragon. I'm on a quest to reclaim the ancient dragon throne." The dragon's gaze narrowed, his voice low and rumbling. "Many have come before you, seeking to claim the throne. But few have succeeded. Are you prepared to face the trials that lie ahead?" Dynaris nodded, her determination evident. "I'm ready.”

he said. “Well then, husband, start shifting,” she giggled. “On one condition,” he said with false seriousness. Her brows raised. “What would that be?” “I want to see you do that shimmy thing for me the next time we’re naked. I just think it’s hot,” he teased. Chloe playfully slapped his arm and a loud laugh escaped his lips as he transformed into his dragon self. The crowd roared their approval as Chloe climbed onto his back and they flew off into the sky until they were nothing more than a dot above the trees.

“Well, there's no harm in actually trying, we just need to check the dates…" “No, no this is so wrong”, Dragomir shook his head. She crawled towards him and peered closely at the paper, “What’s wrong with this?” “You can’t see this?”, he asked in surprise, “You can’t see what’s wrong with this?" She shook her head, “I haven’t seen a dragon” “Dragons don’t roar…see”, he pointed towards the writing scribbled just in front of the painting of the dragon. Its mouth was opened wide, “Like Dragons don’t make any such sounds ever”

Dude #2 yelled back suddenly. “Guys, we have no choice, we either do this or die when we go home, and if we run.. he’ll find us” dude#3 said. Unable to handle the truth of what awaits them, he started walking away from the other guys. ‘Sapphire, what are these guys?’ I asked my dragon, uncertain of their different scents. ‘That’s a delta dragon, gamma dragon and warrior dragon. That gamma dragon is the highest ranking one, deltas are like healers and warriors are obviously warriors,’ she laughed at me, making my fists clenched slightly.

“Let’s do this Dragina,” Layana said softly stroking the scales of her dragon’s neck. She saw Myra raise her arms - the darkness spreading like smoke from her, bolts of pure darkness were shot at Layana who blasted them all aside as the sky illuminated with her dazzling power.

The minions and servants huh? David hears the super reptiles growl. They saw him as prey, something to rip apart and devour. David closes his eyes for a bit. He imagines the Draco then he opens his eyes again. He sees the other super reptiles and how small they are compared to the Draco. David takes out his steel spear, the Draco Slayer, and his steel dagger. He brandishes the two of them. None of you are my hunters.

The entire cave trembled, with tiny debris from above falling towards them. “What the hell was that?!” Arth looked up, only to see the endless spiral stairs amidst the darkness. “It’s the frost dragon,” Lucas narrowed his eyes, as if familiar with the sound of the dragon’s cry, “Draphiron …” “It sounds angry.” Arth swallowed hard in his throat, his heartbeat racing once again. “It might’ve already sensed us coming here. Come now.” Lucas began his climb up the frozen stairs, with Janshai and Arth following him.

The scent of fresh dragon flame—radiating faintly from my skin as my core adjusted to its new state—had cut through the sulfurous mists and awakened the predators of the deep. ​From the pitch-black opening of a submerged fissure, a massive silhouette crept forward. It was an abyssal lurker, a multi-eyed predator covered in thick, jagged black scales, boasting razor-sharp claws designed to tear through solid rock. Its slitted yellow eyes fixed entirely on me, drawn by the irresistible allure of the primordial fire pulsing within my chest. ​The beast let out a screeching hiss and lunged forward with blinding speed, its massive claws sweeping across the damp stone to decapitate me in a single s