Minecraft Dragon Fire Novels & Stories

That, my friends, was what you called winning. The dragon released a stream of fire, clearly thinking that it would make a difference. It would not harm Draco at all because it was an element, and we were immune to it. However, neither of us wanted to get scorch marks on Draco’s scales. That was always a bitch to get out. Draco released a blast of water, immediately extinguishing the fire.

When she had what they needed, she dropped him to the floor where he curled into a ball, whimpering in pain, an empty shell, ‘Kill him, Dante. I have what you need, and he does not deserve to live.’ She told the Dragon, and with another deafening roar, the stunning beast appeared; rearing to his full height, he blew a huge fireball into the night sky. When he turned his eyes to the tiny human who was cowering before him, he took a deep breath, dragging his power up to his flame, and a brilliant blue flame shot toward the helpless man. He was instantly vaporised; the heat from that blue flame was above 1600C, and the heat from it burned the surrounding bushes so that a natural circle was form

“Give me your fire, don’t fight it. Feed it into me.” She shot me a look, uncertain, but then thrust her palm over my Sigil. Heat surged down my arm, wild and golden, and I nearly choked on it. Dragonfire wasn’t meant to be carried by anything human, not even Everley blood. But I refracted it through my runes, splitting the current into shards of light. They bent around the golem’s chest, flaring off its etched lines, until the fire no longer fueled the construct but burned beneath its plates. The creature bellowed as the seams cracked. “Hit the joints!” I shouted.

He roared a sound that shattered the air, shaking the ground and echoing across the mountains. Flames erupted from his body, curling in living serpents, rolling over enemy lines. The sheer intensity of his presence drove foes backward, forcing monsters and men alike to recoil in terror. Yet the dragon’s raw power threatened to consume everything, including Ashenrealm’s soldiers. Elara’s silver energy surged in response, wrapping around him like ribbons of pure light, guiding and tempering the inferno, shielding the allies nearest them.

Words, to her freaking surprise, turned to saliva and slipped down her throat. This feeling was intense— just like the eyes of her Alpha. Sparkling Embers, dark yellow, looking like scorching heating fire. Fire that spurts from the mouth of a dragon, which melts every freaking wall and vaporizes every drop of water, and turns every being into ash if caught under its cage.

Her eyes turned from ice blue to a roaring emerald green and her claws elongated, her beautiful white hair turned to a fire red “So you think that a woman cannot rule over this empire, when you worship me as your goddess… am I soft? Do I look like a weakness?” For the first time in centuries the fire archdragon had been struck by fear, “For this insult you shall be stripped of all your powers and remain in your human form” “But that would leave the fire element out of balance and cause catastrophic events to take place” “No, it won’t be” “But…” She looked at the egg in the now former fire archdragons hand and looked up at him. “She, already is keeping the fire domain in balance, from now unt

“Are you part of his thunder?” The dragon seemed confused for a second, and then, with no warning, he opened his mouth, and fire shot out of his mouth. Nya grabbed the shield from behind her back and swiveled it around, dodging out of the way, but it was only after she moved that she realized the dragon wasn’t aiming the fire at her. Soldiers wearing Beelzanborg uniforms poured through the door as she moved. The dragon ignited several of them on fire before they could get their shields up.

“Don’t wander off. I smell a dragon nearby.” “Yeah, she’s down at the other end of the hall, and it’s blocked off. She got pretty badly burnt by something. It’s funny. I always thought a dragon would be immune to fire.” “Depends on the elemental race she comes from. If she’s blue, then she’s of the ice elemental strain and fire can harm them. Mind you, ice is really scarier than fire. They can choose between breath weapons. Freezing breath and acid. Great air attacks both of them.”

I spent hours studying the text. I learned about Alice's Dragon, referred to in ancient languages as the 'Rare Healer of Fire.' This unique dragon was gifted with ancient magic. If the Rare Healer of Fire mated with another dragon, they would be reborn as humans but retain the ability to use dragon magic without their dragon forms.

The dragon took a breath in and a larger cloud of smoke puffed out of his nose when he exhaled with a huff. Satisfied with his work, Draven turned to face his men, but his stomach dropped when the same vampires from earlier were approaching his men from behind. The three vampires stared at Draven and the dragon's heart raced. Fire is a dragon's biggest attack, and unfortunately, it doesn't kill vampires. It might hurt like a bitch, and temporarily disfigure them. But after a few feedings, they're as good as new. The shorter vampire approaches and Draven lowers his body, his belly brushes against Harris. The windows on the pack house rattle as the dragon growls at the vampire.