Magma Dragons Novels & Stories

Jackson, leaning forward with keen interest, interrupted, “Does it happen instantly? Or does it take time?” Shaking his head with a mysterious expression, Dragon replied, “There’s no fixed rule. Sometimes, the feeling is immediate and powerful. Other times, it’s gradual, like slowly discovering a missing piece of yourself.” But Jerry, not entirely satisfied with the answer, gave Dragon a challenging look. Suddenly, he asked a question that was like a stone dropped into still water: “And you, Dragon? Who is your mate?”

Vilma ponders thoughtfully, rubbing her chin and squinting her eyes across to the egg. Tristan stifles a laugh and earns a vicious jab at the ribs, while Welma chuckles as she tells, “They’re not Dragons, as they’re not restricted to being creatures that mature in an egg. The word Chimera covers a wide range of mixed breeds, you know. This one just happens to possess a Dragon’s genes is all”.

Then the last one, well, I smiled as I saw him. “You heard the name BLACK DRAGON right?” our boss continued. I can clearly see their reactions. The tall guy just raised an eyebrow. The mohawk guy looked straight to our boss. The last one just smiled and the youngest boy looked excited. “Black Dragon?! Who wouldn’t know him?! He’s a legend! One of the few we look up to! He can be lined up beside Shadow and Eclipse! An expert and a genius! You’re going to introduce him to us?!” he finally said. I smiled. If only you know. I thought.

Kiri said, her eyes flying wide, spinning her head to face Smarluuten, “You have a fully grown pogona?” “I do,” Smarluuten nodded, his smile widening as a five-foot tall, spikey form of a lizard came to a stop, its large head outstretched toward the drakken, the beast’s chest was puffing in and out loudly from the effort. “Now it will become the high blood’s pet and mount,” he added, scratching the beast on the soft fleshy part under its chin, as he did the lizard let out a soft clicking sound in response.

“You are so beautiful, dark dragon,” Madchen reached her arms around his neck, never wavering her gaze. “As are you, Madchen, and I love you,” Drago crashed his lips onto hers, searing her mouth with his passion.Black wings erupted from his back, engulfing Madchen in a cocoon of protection. He didn’t care that he was standing stark naked in front of his gathering family, all he cared about was that Madchen accepted him for what he was, a dragon who had found his mate.

As soon as I hear the resounding yeses I take off through the ether and head in the direction of Magma's house. When we arrive, we all still immediately at what we find. Magma is here, but her dragon is at the forefront running the show. I take a step forward to approach her cautiously when she senses our presence and releases a low growl. She doesn't even take her eyes off of whatever she is doing with the fabrics. It looks like in the brief time it took for us to get here she has shredded everything in reach. She place each piece delicately in piles after putting them in her mouth. "Has she gone batshit again?" I can't help but ask aloud.

He was the deepest thinker of all, so it is natural that he never misses a point. “You are right, Dad C. The first type of dragons who produce their own power are known as ‘Imperial Dragons’. They mostly use their spirit animal’s energy which is the hardest to harness,” I answered patiently but was interrupted by Dad Valen. “Xador ?! Is he one of them ?” he asked.

"Actually, you didn't really need to know about it before now. Dragons hit sexual maturity at 21, and you've only recently turned 21. As for having children, all I know is that when a dragon gets pregnant, it takes them three months to lay the egg and that a week before due, it's impossible to stay in human form in order to have the egg. Also, female dragons can only have five children in their life and only one child at a time. So it's impossible for a dragon to get pregnant again for the next five years after having an egg." "That's a lot to take in. So I can only have five children?" "Yes. Because egg shells are made with pure mana, it puts a tax on the body, and it can only withstand fiv

I asked and he smiled as he slid a file across the table. I opened the file and looked at the information that he had gathered so far. It always surprised me how he was able to gather so much on people that tried to remain anonymous. The group consisted of a rogue lair of dragons, ten of them, and a pack of wolves, also ten of them. “I don’t see how they’re all working together,” I said as I read through the file. “They’re not actively working together, they have different bases of operations, each one keeping to themselves and selling the children to the vampire covens, you know they prefer the young ones,” he said.

"I'm back." I look up to see West approaching my desk. He's an impure like me. People like us are regarded as the abominations of the society. He's a mage who has the blood of an undead flowing in his veins. On the other hand, I'm a dragon shifter with demon blood running through my veins. "She's safe and sound, Dash. Now, tell me what that was about." "Fine." .... "I can't believe we're doing this" I mutter. West chuckles and nudges me.