Mythical Ice Dragon Novels & Stories

"Grigori will make it snow for you." Charlotte laughed, pretending to assume he was only teasing her. But she couldn't help but wonder if what he was saying was possible. Nordic ice dragons were able to manipulate precipitation. But Grigori, Rurik, and their third brother, Mikhail, were Russian Imperials. Perhaps Grigori would call in a favor?

Someone yelled, jerking his finger in the direction where the dragon was breathing ice and freezing some parts of the sea, making fishies get closely packed together as they died. The ice dragon was of an enormous size and wingspan with two large horns upon his head which pointed back to his heavy flapping bat wings. His body was scaly like a lizard and he had sharp spikes and a barbed tail. His eyes were the same color as the indigo sea. He was fearsome and hair-rising to Finlay's men but not to him even though it was his first time seeing the ice dragon. "Alexander," a middle-aged man kneeled on the ice, shivering.

Maybell Smith Mythicals- A rare bloodline that people inherit from God, Dalion, that he personally blessed with the ancient dragon spirit. It is given to those who have been close enough to touch the white veil. Although this information is well known, mythicals are still a mystery to the rest of civilization, if encountered, don’t stare into its gaze.

First, with the sleigh and then the wagon when they had reached a warmer landscape. Akana glared at his wedding gift lying in his lap. A small ice dragon goes by the name Naga, It was a tradition that those of the royal family would own an Icedragon, and Akana's dragon had been selected before they had embarked. Sidastir had himself a fully grown dragon far too big to ride with them in the wagon.

"I am Kuraokami, and these are my brother's Takaokami and Kuramitsuha, we are the Ice brothers, dragon lords of the frozen realm, we accept you as our mate, do you accept us?" Morgana broke the surface of the water, finding her mates directly in front of her, eyes burning into her skin as they waited intently for her answer. She licked her lips teasingly, impressed that they were immune to her seduction, and she replied "I'll accept you if you can catch me before I reach the end of the pool!" And she dove again, hearing the sound of three masculine laughs as the dragon lords accepted her challenge.

“There are fire dragons that can breathe fire and also control fire with their minds. Fire doesn’t hurt them. You can tell they’re fire dragons by their coloring of red, orange or a mix of the two. Then there are water dragons that can shoot out a water blast from their mouths and they can control water with their minds. They can also breathe under water. You can tell they’re water dragons as they are darker shades of blue. Then there are ice dragons which appear in lighter shades of blue so they sometimes get confused with water dragons. Ice dragons can turn their whole body hard as ice as protection and their breath can turn anything into ice. They can also freeze water with just a thought

He was the deepest thinker of all, so it is natural that he never misses a point. “You are right, Dad C. The first type of dragons who produce their own power are known as ‘Imperial Dragons’. They mostly use their spirit animal’s energy which is the hardest to harness,” I answered patiently but was interrupted by Dad Valen. “Xador ?! Is he one of them ?” he asked.

Perhaps she had woken up in a dream, Minerva thought and looked at the creature that was standing near a huge rock. The creature was a dragon and Minerva was certain of it but it was slightly different from what she had heard. People say dragons are black and ugly but the one before her was nothing ugly. So blue and beautiful. " You're awake," someone said and Minerva immediately recognized the voice. Composing herself, she stood up to look across from where she was standing to see him. He was standing there, like a Greek god Minerva had heard about because of their handsomeness. Minerva couldn't imagine such a beautiful man exists while she was hoping to befriend Noah, the most handsome boy

The unified army of Lycans and wolves we’d left behind was breaking apart, scattering like a spell losing its shape. We climbed over the final hill, staring down at the royal valley, and for a second the whole world felt like it stopped turning. The Ice-Wyrm wasn’t just a monster. It was a living, breathing glacier. The colossal thing was hundreds of feet long, like a massive wingless dragon, but fully draped in impenetrable translucent blue ice armor. It slithered through the valley, crushing everything in its path with lazy certainty. When it unhinged its massive jaws, it didn’t breathe fire—no, it released a blinding beam of absolute-zero frost that instantly flash-froze a battalion of fl

The wrath of the hellish Underworld had come upon them. Swirling red fire blasted towards Arth like a tornado, coming from the dragon’s breath. Everywhere it was burning. Arth raised both hands into the air, casting ice materialization, blue light illuminating above him. A wide shield made of ice instantly appeared as the light faded. Despite its massive weight, he managed to use it to block the raging fire blast from the red dragon.