Linley Dragon Form Novels & Stories

They said he would have control now but I wasn’t sure. Keanu's dragon form was magnificent. His reptilian body was covered in golden scales that caught the filtered sunlight, making him look like he was made of molten metal. Massive leathery wings unfurled from his back, the membranes between the bones glowing with an inner light. Four powerful legs ending in razor-sharp claws dug into the forest floor. A long muscular tail whipped behind him, spikes running down his spine to the tip. Horns curved back from his head, and when he opened his jaws, I could see rows of gleaming teeth. Seeing him up close like this was incredible.

The mauve scar on her chest constantly reminded me how fucking magnificent she was. I ducked down into the water, shifting into my dragon form. The creature emerged from my skin, encasing me completely. Evelyn watched wide-eyed as I peeked out from the surface of the water, massive golden horns wound around my head. "Oh…that's what you meant by riding a dragon. Got it," she murmured, cheeks flushing with that cute rosy hue I liked so much. A grumbling noise reverberated from my chest, the closest to a laugh I'll ever get in my dragon form. I lowered my head slightly, getting close to the shore so she could climb onto the back of my neck.

Aiden’s form replies. I look up to my wrists and down to my ankles. I am fastened in an X shape and I think I know just what it is. He has fastened me to a St. Andrew’s Cross. At least I am still dressed. Which reminds me… I try hard to keep my eyes up and not look at the large appendage between his legs. He’s not even hard, and it’s…oh, goddess! “I’m a dragon, of course it’s a big one. You can touch it. We are yours,” Drelduin says.

He forgot that she was not from here. “Actually dragons can take human form. That is how they mate, all dragons are male. If they have a female child with their maiden, she will also be a maiden just having dragon’s blood.” “Maiden?” Sybil asked confused. “Yes, it is the term for a female with a dragon’s soul inside her.” “You creatures here are complicated.” Sybil said in a sigh and he laughed again. “When you are born of magic it happens.” She guessed that was true. Still strange.

I nodded as I looked down at the tiny box in my hand. I opened the lid, and a gold ring formed into the shape of a dragon staring back at me. An orange stone that looked to have fire frozen within it formed the eyes. Its wings were flat against its body, and its legs sat as though they were wrapped around a tree, its tail spiraling downwards too.

Then, it sped up and went straight to Samuel. The moment it sped up, the dragon body suddenly curled up. The next second, the dragon body suddenly turned into a fierce beast similar to a Kylin. It had two wings on its back, like a tiger's eyes, and a head like a dragon. Its whole body was full of purple lightning that was eye-catching. The horn above its head, which was like a rhinoceros, was shining with the light of the sun and the moon. No one could look directly at it.

A little birdwatching, a touch of magic, and the path to Northfall would be clear. "Nero," I called out, my voice carrying across the wind, my gaze lifted towards the majestic crimson dragon soaring high above. In his current draconic form, he was a magnificent sight to behold, scales shimmering like rubies, wings spanning a vast expanse. Lately, he'd seemed rather fond of this majestic shape, neglecting his humanoid form almost entirely.

Unus finally stopped fighting with the Lynches and revealed his true form. A humongous snake with black scales and a dragon's head that was close to 300 feet tall reared up into the sky. His bloody maw opened gently, and a strong suction force immediately pulled everyone in the Lynch family. "Huh? What's that?" Maclin almost wet his pants in fright. It was a dragon! However, upon closer inspection, something didn't seem right. Dragons had four talons, but Unus' true form did not have any.

And then he is transforming. His body elongates, growing larger and larger until it dominates the clearing. His bones crack and reshape themselves as they morph into a form more monstrous than any werewolf could ever be. In mere seconds, where once a young man stood, now perches a beast of massive proportions, its black scales glinting under the moonlight. Wings that span across the clearing unfold from his back; they flutter softly in the night air, vibrating with raw power. The sight of Ryan’s dragon form makes my breath hitch in my throat and my heart pound against my ribs, but I can’t tear my eyes away from him. He is terrifyingly beautiful.

In the next second, Girga Lyon’s body grew taller and taller, followed by changes in his face and skin. Then Nero heard the sound of bones snapping rapidly. “I came to make sure all of you never get out of this place.” The form of Girga Lyon has been fully changed. He was now a Draconian, but Girga Lyon was not like any Draconian Nero had ever seen. He towered so high, almost three meters high, with a head full of scales, a pair of red eyes and rows of sharp pointed teeth as he grinned. Nero pulled Einar, Servant called out his spear, and Jo mounted a stance. Maybe because Jo was now immune to Draconian attacks, he didn’t need to use weapons.