Male Dragon Novels & Stories

Creature Name: Draco (Named by David Sanchez) Scientific Name: Grandis Serpentis Draco Classification: Soul-evolved Animal (Ultraspecies) Basic Description: An absurdly powerful reptile that has evolved the ability to crudely manipulate fire transformed from its soul’s natural psionic energy. Physical Appearance:

I asked again, to be sure. “A Lycan erasthai couldn’t be seen as weak by her kind. Besides, Jo only borrowed your energy. It’s not hers from the start. She’s only human.” His words were firm enough to end all debate. I wondered what the realm of dragons was like. Even Mr. Moris said Marlon was over a thousand years old, but physically he looked like a middle-aged man. To me, Marlon seemed around 40 years old, almost the same as Mr. Moris. Apparently, every word he spoke was filled with wisdom, like someone who had lived far too long.

"Just like I thought, you are mated to one of those hotheads," "Mated? Like destined to be with them forever?" "Yes. The tattoo simply means you are mated to a dragonoid. Dragonoids are one of the rare creatures of fire, born with limited access to heat. Only their kings have the power to shift into a real dragon. I'm sure you know Ace, he is one of them; one of the strongest to say the least. They don't usually have mates, they simply fall in love and get married or just get married without love. But when the dragon of their fire marks a mate out for them—"

The majestic lizard feared that if it lingered any longer, Landon might rip its tendons from its body. Before today, the majestic lizard had never met Landon, a being who existed outside the three realms, but it had heard the stories. Even if a real dragon were present, they wouldn't stand a chance against Landon—and the majestic lizard wasn't even close to being a dragon yet. It was still just a grand lizard, desperately clinging to its ambition of evolving further.

“All the mortals in the dormitory are currently in a deep slumber.” “It’s that green dragon,” Seb whispered to Dorin. “That’s a wind dragon, it has the ability to put others to sleep...” he pointed at a huge blue dragon “See that one? That is an ice dragon... And that one,” this time he pointed at another dragon, a gigantic red one with golden scales on its chest, much like Johan’s Dragon. It had sharp golden horns framing the top half of its head like a crown, and 3 pairs of piercing red eyes. “That is an adult Czar dragon.” “They have come to welcome the new hatchling,” Lady Lucille said beside them. “It’s been so long since a new Czar dragon was born into this world...” she looked at Seb

I contemplated for a moment, only interrupted by Raja's voice. 'That is a dragon's growl, my lady.' "A dragon?" I voices out absentmindedly when I was just supposed to talk with Raja in my mind. "A dragon?" Prince Evan and Prince David echoed my question, they were looking at me now. "Yes. That must be the dragon of the magical healer," Demitri answered. "The question is, what kind of dragon is it, so we would know what attack should we expect." 'He's not my kind. He's a blue dragon. The kind who has the ability to manipulate heavenly elements such as lightning,' Raja informed.

Astrid marvels at the intricate web of their creation, attributed to the Sun god Helios. The Weredragons, too, drew him into their fiery domain. Born of the same sun deity, their essence was forged in the crucible of intense ether, granting them the awe-inspiring ability to spew forth torrents of fire. Leading this formidable clan is the figure known as the Dragon king who presides over their fiery realm.

The moment their minds brushed against each other, May relaxed and clung to him just as Lana had. Liv circled him, her green dragon weaving in and out of the monsters. The dragon was extremely fast and able to make incredible turns for such a big beast, almost reversing itself in midair. Damonq could understand the appeal of a dragon, and if he ever had a child, he'd make certain his son or daughter had such a creature to help guard them.

A shutter somewhere down the lane knocked softly against its frame. Ordinary sounds. The sounds of a world that would keep turning after I was gone. I thought about the Dragon King. Everyone had heard stories. He had ruled the Dragon Realm for longer than anyone could remember — ancient and powerful and utterly without mercy. They said his eyes could freeze a man where he stood. They said he had not smiled in centuries. They said the last human who had looked directly at him had dropped dead on the spot from fear alone. I did not know how much of it was true.

"As the Primes gather so rarely it is also an opportunity for most of you to re-affirm alliances and friendships, make merriement and enjoy these festivities that Prime Mathers has organised for us. I hope to get the opportunity to speak to you all but I'm an old man..." The crowd chuckled politely. "...so please give patience and understanding and remember the main reason we are all gathered today. Cheers to Dean, Happy Birthday to you and Happy Emergence day to your Dragon, we can't wait to meet him!" He raised the large tankard of ale that was in his other hand and toasted the room. "So what sort of dragon is he?" Aria whispered to Mark. "He's a Fire Dragon...he may be the oldest here but