Narnia Dragons Novels & Stories

"Dragons! My name is Nathan Blackmark and I am the last one to sit on the throne. I promise you the blood of our loved ones won't be wasted. I am not going to lie to you all...but I had a qualm about my first cousin, Nixer. And as we all know that he's been imprisoned in the castle of Dire valley." Folding his hands behind, he continued, "I don't have doubt on anyone right now and my soldiers are working hard to find the person behind it. My dragons! I assure you that we are in this together. Either we have a new enemy or the foe is among us. I advise all of you to be very reluctant." Hearing this from the Lord himself, the dragons were somewhat satisfied with it. When the dragons went away,

dragons.A dragon so big laying comfortably on the stairs, his skin so beautifully blue...his tail was elegantly long.He was a monster."A dragon!" Alexandra said in a high pitched tone.His face moved...eyes wide open.The colour so adorable, it wasn't even just any colour but it changed from second to second.From green to yellow to red then to blue, he stared at the tiny little humans in front of them.In the wintry weather, he hibernated, they know he awoke by the sudden yell of excited Alexandra.He stood up arcing with out-stretched wings, each as brilliant as stained glass, they held their breath for a while, eyes wide.Perhaps it was the moment they waited for...the struggle...but was it wo

"Wouldn't you like a dragon? There's an unclaimed one within the caves. Something tells me that it just might choose you." Nerina smiled. "A generous offer, Prince Daegal. However, I cannot accept it. While I am..." She searched for the right words so as not to give herself away. "...Fascinated by dragons, I can't think of trying to mount one. Maybe sometime in the future. The dragons aren't going anywhere, are they?" That was far from the reason. Dragons were exceedingly intelligent creatures and could sense danger and malice from a mile away. It was why Dreygor and now Elyx gazed upon her as they would rather bite her head off if she weren't with their riders.

"Yes, I need your help in identifying a creature." The royal advisor looked at the king, confused, "A creature, your majesty?" "Yes. You two, show him." The mage showed the royal advisor the memory crystal. When he saw it, his eyes went wide, "I believe this is a dragon, your majesty." "A dragon? Aren't they a notoriously closed-off and secretive race that rarely leaves their territory?" "You are correct, your majesty. However, they do frequently leave their territory for trade with the elves or the Auhura empire. From what I can tell, I believe this could be just a child."

she repeats. "Okay," I mutter, flipping back to the beginning of the book. "The earliest texts speak only of dragons. They have existed for thousands of years alongside the witches and the angels―" "Wait is this based on a true story or something?" Diana interrupts with wide eyes. "Definitely not. The angels in this story are way different and as far as I know, dragons aren't real," I sigh. "You sound disappointed." "Well don't you think it'd be cool to meet a dragon?"

I thought with a scornful look on my face. "I can't wait to control their feeble mind," Kendra, my dragon, said with an excited look. "For making fun of how I looked." This war had started years ago when I first accidentally found a book titled the first dragons. And then someone helped me to know more about the first dragons, and their history. Everything started with that first book. The book was buried deep in the depth of a library, and that was the only print, I had found out later. The fascination became obsession and the obsession became need.

Redo your room however you want. Add a bathroom if you want. – Shiloh Gertie spent a week in the hospital. When she came back to Shiloh’s house, she had a cast on her left hand and a German shepherd named Eustace. The name was chosen to go with the dragon names of the kittens. Eustace was the cousin who was turned into a dragon due to his greed in the third book of the Narnia series, Voyage of the Dawn Treader.

He looked down and then back at her praying she knew how to start a fire. In there world each dragon fell under five categories. Fire dragons , mostly consisting of the color pink, red and orange, could breath fire. Earth dragons consisting of yellow, purple and brown, Where none fire breathers but could make the ground move however they needed it. Water dragons, mostly green and blue, they could breath water and also had healing properties. Air dragons, they consisted of grey and black they could blow strong wind currents with either there wings or breath. The last one was the most rarest of them all and that was the spirit dragon. They normally where pure white with silver tints. At night

I asked and he smiled as he slid a file across the table. I opened the file and looked at the information that he had gathered so far. It always surprised me how he was able to gather so much on people that tried to remain anonymous. The group consisted of a rogue lair of dragons, ten of them, and a pack of wolves, also ten of them. “I don’t see how they’re all working together,” I said as I read through the file. “They’re not actively working together, they have different bases of operations, each one keeping to themselves and selling the children to the vampire covens, you know they prefer the young ones,” he said.

I sat down on the chair facing the sofa and I let my eyes return to normal. “The moment the King lays eyes on Abigail he’ll want her to bond with Prince Nicu. The strongest dragon in existence is the gray dragon. The silver white dragon is next in line, then comes the violet dragon and so on. Royal Dragons have always been what is known as Russian Violet, the darkest shade. We all know the darker the shade the stronger the dragon.” “A woman born of a man with a strong dragon is desirable but the bond has always been respected.” If we were normal people Sorin would’ve been right, but we weren’t.