Mythical Dragon Names Novels & Stories

Cornelius growled in anger and he shifted to attack Lance. “Stay safe or I’ll kill you,” Amelia threatened Arthur and she rose into the air to join Cara and Amelia who were battling with the dragon. “What is this?” Amelia asked Cara as she started sending flames at the dragon to stop it. “The creature is called a Hydra,” Cara answered. “Oh so this is the creature the hydras were named after?” Amelia mused in amusement. “Yes, Leticia named the hydras after this,” the witch affirmed as she tried to place a spell on the hydra. The spell she casted barely left a dent on the hydra and it just made it madder.

Became something older than mountains. Older than dragons. Older than the world itself. “I have had many names.” “Some called me the Endless Wing.” The sea trembled. “Some called me the Dreaming King.” The stars brightened. “Some called me the First Flame.” Every dragon lowered its head. Then his golden eyes softened. “But the name I cherish most…” He spread his enormous wings. The heavens disappeared behind them. ”…is Aurelion.” The First King bowed until his forehead touched the earth.

I was the lowest-born black serpent in the Serpent Clan, yet the Dragon Court's most honored crown prince chose me as his bride. He gave up his betrothal to my sister, surrendered his place as heir, and walked away from the Dragon Court for me. I was moved beyond words and became his wife. But after I gave birth to only a black serpent, he flew into a rage. He crushed our baby beneath his foot, then killed me with a single strike of his sword. As I was dying, I saw hatred burning in his eyes. "If I'd known you were this useless, I should've married your sister!" Only then did I learn the truth. I was the woman of fate named in the Dragon Court's forbidden book, the one born with primord

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.

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

he responds. I'm thrilled he can hear me. It must be his magic, though I'm sad at his answer. To have this ability and not use it would cause too much suffering for me. I must think positive thoughts while around him, so I start asking questions while we swoop through the sky. "Tell me the colors of the other dragons." "Goddess have mercy," he growls. "Bastian is red, Laryn blue, and Tahr silver." I'm on a roll. "Do you ever fly together?"

Before I could finish, his voice sliced across mine like a blade. “It's called a dragon,” he cut me off. A dragon. I had never heard that word before. But it tasted strange on my tongue. He didn’t look pleased to disclose it. “A beast you should be very scared of, Aqua. A beast you had no clue of till I saved you from Terran. Where do you think my name comes from? The Golden-Eyed Devil?” he continued. “There are only four people in this world who saw me and didn't die.”

Aurora was a strange woman, she muttered a few confusing things from time to time, she remembered hearing her say the word and asking what she meant but she would never say. What could her mother be up to? “I know what Drákos stratiótis means… it's an ancient Greek word in dragon texts, it means Dragon soldier. Your mother must have known a dragon soldier” “A dragon soldier? What does that mean?” she asked in confusion. Drake hesitated before saying, “Dragon soldier means exactly what the name implies, They are dragons born to be soldiers for the clan. Dragons are mostly born into their roles and they are created by the flame goddess to bear the characteristics that are unique to them. It's

Something older than kingdoms. Older than history. A name still echoed within my heart. Vaelith. And somewhere beyond the shattered seal... A second imprisoned dragon opened its eyes.

“Let’s start throwing out ideas and see what sticks.” “Okay,” Isolde said, leaning forward with interest. “If they’re dragons, maybe something powerful like Pyra and Draven.” “Or if they’re wolves,” Cheyenne added, “something classic and moonlit. Like Lune or Fenric.” Tora covered her face with her hands. “You guys are going to give them identity crises before they’re even born.” Chelsea was already on a roll. “If one’s a boy, I vote we name him Brimstone. Brim for short.”