Mega Dragon Novels & Stories

Witnessing Anna’s agonizing death, the Sea God felt something like pain stir within him. And so he burned the remainder of his divine soul, reversing time itself. The next time he saw Anna, she was no longer that desperate girl. She wore splendid robes, her complexion rosy and radiant with health. At her side stood a young dragon, fiercely protective. To his astonishment, he discovered a trace of dragon aura within Anna, which meant she could finally receive the legacy. There could have been no better news.

I opened my eyes again and looked around. Baz was standing in front of me and Jennifer was still holding my hand. I squeezed her hand as she looked at me with big eyes. “We bow in your presence Typhon, father of all dragons and mightiest beast in all of the realms, we request the turning of this human so she may birth strong dragon children with her bonded half, her heart is pure and her intent is honorable,” Baz said. I saw the flickering of a black tail and then the great dragon came forward from the shadows as we all bowed our heads. He had a magnificent aura of power, almost suffocating me and I knew that I stood in the presence of the oldest dragon to ever live.

I blushed at the sight of him in nothing but his briefs and tried to make it seem like I wasn’t checking him out as much as I actually was, his muscular frame very pleasing to the eye. I gasped as his form shivered briefly before there was a massive dragon in his place, a dragon the colour of a beautiful sunset. Hues of orange, pink, purple, blue and black, like a dusk sky, come to life. It was absolutely beautiful and his indigo eyes fit his dragon perfectly. I walked towards him and craned my neck up to look at him. He was huge, each of his wings easily 10 feet long and beautiful. He was a huge, muscular dragon, his face and spikes aggressive and awe-inspiring. His teeth are easily the len

does not understand anything about his students, perhaps that's why his two students became youkai. Dragón de Hierro, the God of Metal, looked at León de Fuego, the God of Fire, who was frowning, he wondered endlessly, he was in the middle of the desert shaking his head incessantly, and then sadly asked: "Don't you have a way to solve this problem?"

A deep, ancient growl echoed from the void. Selene and Nyra froze, swords lowered. Selene’s eyes narrowed. “No… this can’t be.” Nyra steadied her breath. “The prophecy... ” she whispered; “Mother of Ruin… Daughter of Flame… The sky cracks…” From the breach descended something beyond magic, an ancient presence, older than gods. A colossal form, coalescing from storm clouds: a dragon wrought of lightning and shadow, wings spanning the horizon. Its eyes glowed molten white; its roar shook the very foundations.

As her dragon glided along warm currents, tracking Ragnar's mate, she looked up from the valleys below and beheld a breathtaking sight. In the distance flew a gigantic white dragon, her crests were tinged a dusky pink, and Titan felt she'd never seen a beast so beautiful. This must be the Queen's dragon. Beating her wings to lessen the distance between them, Titan had to put real effort in to catch up, and she was puffing before she reached the Queen's tail. There she noticed the real struggle taking place.

The mystique power shot past Yik and dissipated behind him, leaving nothing but rumbling sounds. "Amazing!" Logan regarded Yik with intrigue. "The lord of Wolfort City gifted me this Cambrian Python. It can cleave anything and everything in the universe. Godtools have souls, and the soul of this Godtool is a mystique beast known as Cambrian Fish that can use water-type moves. Chrysopoeia Graders will be weakened against this. Armed with this Godtool and above this vast ocean, I have the advantage. Are you sure you want to fight me?"

Drago had a death grip on her arm, trying to calm her, but who could be calm at a time like this? The golden beast lumbered toward them, then stopped directly in front of Drago, letting out a low growl, steam puffing from it’s huge nostrils. When Drago growled in return, Madchen jumped, trying to free herself from Drago’s grip, but he wasn’t letting her go.

He was getting tired at the confused looks and the worried looks his companions constantly gave him. ‘Remember, information is power’ Fafnir warned. Sighing and rolling his eyes, Rex knew what he meant so decided that he would share a part of his story. “As you both know, I am a Magnus, and with being a Magnus, I can sometimes use the power of a dragon to aid me in combat. The reason why I seem like I zone out, is because he talks to me inside my head, it can get very distracting at times. But as you have both also seen, the strain of my body also becomes too much the more I use.”

Free falling from the sky, I couldn’t stop screaming. My arms flailed around as if trying to grab onto something, even if there was nothing to grab. Above me was a Dragon, galactic in size. He had to be as massive as a mountain. I had to admit that the Dragon was alluringly breathtaking. Luminous metallic purple scales cascaded over its entire form. Its wings arched slightly as they span across the sky. Its head turned down as it looked at me, with large radiant indigo eyes. When it redirected and started flying toward me, I stopped screaming and simply stared at the magnificent beast.