Massive Dragons Novels & Stories

Kylie couldn’t believe what she was hearing. After all, Delores was speaking of dragons, beings that were so powerful that their mere presence in her world was enough to tip the scales of war. A dragon was not something that could be easily ignored, and she doubted that the entire world of Beastmen put together could even put up a fight when faced with a dragon. Besides, one of the greatest Beastmen clans had a dragon as their descendants; yet Delores was referring to them like she did insects.

The dragon in front of her was a magnificent creature, mighty. Objectively she could appreciate that. Its scales were large and thick, the shape almost resembling the knives. The legend of dragons being born of the fires in the centre of the earth seem to be captured by the existence of the creature like that, in the flickering colours of its side, from deep magenta to warm gold and every hue between. Typically Dragons were immensely large, but this one got two sets of wings, a larger pair set atop the muscular shoulders, and a slightly smaller pair set lower back that tucked below when folded, necessary to propel the massive body through the sky and fly.

Ember’s hands had gone in instinctual protection to cradle the evidence of her pregnancy and her eyes met his in shared distress. Salamen’s words had truth behind them, Samuel acknowledged to himself as he crossed to stand with Ember, putting his arm around her, but he would never let Ember know of it. “We dragons have had multiple births this season,” he told the assembled dragons. “More than every season preceding it for decades. Across multiple bloodlines. Ember is right. Whilst the corporeal forms of the Goddess and Gods have disappeared from our world, and their descendants are under attack, the fact that dragons are seeing an increase is a sign that we are meant to fight this. The time

she tapped the lazy lightning dragon on her shoulder and it woke up and let out a lazy yawn, "Twinkle, its time to protect big brother Xasha." The lazy dragon seemed to have woken up on the mention of those words. It rose from Tulip's shoulder and bolted into the open sky. Soon, she turned into a Massive dragon nearly a thousand feet long. Verra could feel the pressure coming from the dragon and it was no weaker than that of a peak Thorium Realm mage, the level of shock she felt could not be described.

It wobbled a little, them being fragile. “You need to put them over a fire until they hatch. It’s a good thing we came with an elder to bless your child, he will also perfume another ceremony for the dragons. It is rare, we only have two in our whole kingdoms. We refer to them as the pure ones. These are just dragons. They will hatch when they are mature and they will grow over the years. They are strong and indestructible. What one of us can do in our dragon form, they can do it a hundred times over. They are very powerful.” Drakko explained, still not believing it himself. No one uttered a word after that, just staring at the baby then the eggs while trying to digest what they had just hea

Saint just gives me one nod before stepping back. We make our way to the clearing, seemingly four Dragons shifting means you need space. Vulcan’s three men all shift into their dragons. They were huge and impressive, each one looking different from the other but similar in many ways. What I wasn’t prepared for was my mate's dragon. His black scales were shiny and looked almost like oil as the sun caught them. The gold flacks looked like actual real gold. I stand looking up at the biggest of the four dragons. Pyrrus is beyond impressive, my imagination was no match for what now stands in front of me. He shakes out his massive wings, his bright green eyes turn on me and I swear he smirks. I ca

my mother sighs as we walk through the rock tunnel. On the other side I look around in awe. I've been here several times, but it still takes my breath away. Dozens of massive, black mountains in a monstrous circle, almost all of them spewing black clouds of ash or bursts of fire. The most impressive is Mors—mom's favorite. A shadow passes over us and I look up. Over a dozen dragons soar in the sky, all different sizes and colors though most are a shade of red, orange, or black.

Harris thought it was so magical being in the sky and looking at the two large dragons flying on their right. Harris could easily tell which one was Lana. Her dragon was almost half the size of Adonis and Atticus. Draven was bigger than both. His wing span was larger, and his body was twice the size of Lana's. Draven’s tail stretched out longer than the other two dragons. The spikes along his head and neck were sharper, more pronounced and longer, and his talons looked deadlier.

roared the black dragon, seeing the giant sword formed from a thousand swords heading towards him. BOOOMMMMM

By dragon law, I need to have one in the next five years if I want to continue my rule, if I do not produce one, my insane brother could try to claim the throne, and no one would want that. I am a full dragon and with that, I need to be even more careful. Half breeds: that is what the council wants. That is what is safe. Half noble human and half dragon are what bloodlines are supposed to be made of when royalty breeds. When two full-blood royal dragons mate, you risk health issues along with the possibility of mental instability…. Like what happened with my twin brother Sanderson and me. We were born from the same egg, we look identical, but are nothing alike… he should be locked up in an i