Massive Dragons Novels & Stories

The Hall of Sacrul rumbled with the low growl of dragons. Fourteen great beasts sat in their true forms around a dais made of deepstar stone, a mineral said to have fallen from the bones of dying stars. Each dragon revealed its true form in silent contest, the weight of their might pressing against the air. Heat shimmered between them, an invisible storm of pride and restrained carnage.

She asks, looking around like this other dragon just happened to be around and the dragon that just hatched would be lost in the field's tall grass. "They are born as adults. The egg contains the magic that they form from, not their material bodies." Loras answers looking mesmerized at the unseen beauty above them. Astrid unconsciously rises her hand and in an instant, the newly born dragon stops in the air and looks at her. She smiles. Instead of pitch black like Dracos, this one is a dark shade of purple. So beautiful... The dragon flies closer to them and lands right in front of Astrid, holding its huge head so it can smell the tinny girl that continues to smile at it. It pushes the tips

"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

A knock on the door made me move the quilt lower to ask who it was. "High Lord Tymon has asked that I bear food and fruits to you, my Lady." A tiny voice came from the other side of the door. A brownie, perhaps. I turned my back to the door. "I'm not hungry. Later." I said. I vaguely registered a sigh and shuffling of feet as the brownie left. "What the history will not tell you is that Dragons were not created by Luna. We existed. Even before Luna." I blinked at that, but said nothing, lest I interrupt her. "Before Luna, the mother, there were other gods that ruled the world. There were beings that walked the earth that were feared. Some still do. Like

I position myself so when he releases me on the ledge, I roll once and take to my feet. His dragon form is breathtaking. This is the first chance I've actually had to admire it... him, whatever he actually is. Acasia didn't explain more than that dragons have two forms. The people of my village don't know this. Somehow I think their fright is greater because the dragon is well... a dragon. They breathe fire, stomp, and snort during the claiming. They do good things also. Our land has few natural resources and the dragons occasionally provide a source of precious metals, machinery, and even cloth for our garments. And because of these things, a maiden is sacrificed every twenty-five years. It

Being the dragon prince allows me special abilities, but it also makes me stronger, faster, and bigger than the other dragons. After the first dragon died, her children fought over who should be in charge. They had a contest to find which of them was the strongest. It was the red dragon. A red dragon can only be born from another red dragon, as opposed to the other colors. White, black, green, purple, blue, and any color you can imagine almost seems to happen at random. Adding to the rarity, only one of the offspring a red dragon has will be red. Meaning if by some miracle, the dragon stone blessed me with five children, only one would be red, and they would be my heir. It wouldn’t matter if

Raisel screamed at the top of her voice nonstop. “There is a dragon in our camp!”, the giants cried with a loud voice, “Kill him”. The giants jumped and raised their hands to reach them, some swung clubs and swords at them. Dragomir skillfully dodged their weapons but he still flew low, careful not to get to the topmost surface which he was sure the giants had covered with a spell. Raisel was screaming nonstop but she couldn’t help it. One of the giants managed to grab his hind legs, he struggled against its hold and then he turned around and blew a breath of fire setting the giant aflame, he scampered about, spreading the fire before he fell to the ground in a thud rolling around.

Every word bit into my flesh as he continued to tell his terrible story. "Let me tell you a little bit about your father. Obviously you know now that he was what we called the King of the Dragons. A god amongst us if you will. Blood Dragons are well known for their blood magic and it's a powerful one at that. If he so much as wanted to, he could explode a mountain with just a snap of his fingers." Drake snapped his fingers to make a point. "He was revered as the greatest Dragon. He was compassionate, but also extremely stubborn." He gave me a pointed look before continuing.

Wind buffeted them, and Rurik stared across the Moscow skyline, searching for the building Charlotte was being held in. The hunters stumbled back as the massive flat roof suddenly got crowded. Three great dragons landed just yards away from them. They ranged in color from blue, to white, to green, their clawed feet scraping against the concrete. "Holy shit," Meg gasped. Rurik laughed. "The blue dragon is Grigori, the green dragon is Mikhail, and the white dragon is Piper, Mikhail's wife. Tie your gear to their legs. Anything you can't hold on to during flight." He glanced at Meg, who stared in awe at the snow-white dragon that was Piper. She reached up to touch her, and Piper bumped her hand

“What is that thing?” Cedric was a knowledgeable person but what he saw above him left his mouth agape. And he could not close it for a long time. Never had he felt such shock in his entire life. What came into sight was the image of nine giant dragons pulling a coffin. It was at least hundreds of miles away, above the earth’s atmosphere, but he could see clearly those dragons because they were that huge. The nine colossal silver dragons were emanating dazzling silver light all over while pulling a large bronze coffin.