Narnia Dragons Novels & Stories

The owner looked at me with confusion and remarks, "Great, another one who's gone crazy. Must be the 'Stuart's' genes." "What do you mean by that?" I glared at him "Oh right. This one's defective. The Stuarts are known for their folklore about dragons and all that. Your father even took it up to a notch waging a war with his imaginary dragons just because he won't let his daughter be the bride." "Watch what you say about my dad." "Geez, even the temper is there." He mocks I ignored him as I carried the books all the way back home. I read as much as I could about dragons. It's been said in these books that dragons are known for their bat-like enormous wings and serpentile creatures. They are

"Well, about that, huh? You'll get to know about me after spending our time together. So what else do you know about dragons?" "Hm, let me think about it," she chewed her lollipop again, closing her eyes. “In Europe, they have wings and can breathe fire, but their existence is always being hunted down and made trophies by humans. Likewise in Persia and Egypt. Then in Tanakh, in the book of Leviticus, they mentioned a dragon named Leviticus that was finally killed by God at the creation of the earth." "Well, almost all you knew was right," Karl nodded slowly. "And what else?"

I want to run, but I’m too afraid. “I assure you, Tru. I am not doing this in gest. I don’t know why humans forgot about the night’s children and us. I’m going to find the answers, but I need someone to help me.” The fight is over in minutes. Bodies litter the ground. Some burnt from fire and others torn apart by teeth and talons. Six dragons lay on the ground. It’s clear they didn’t make it. I watch as a red dragon makes its way to the fallen ones. It lets out a roar, and the other dragons follow. Some lift the deceased dragons, while some begin to gather wood, and the others start burning what’s left on the field.

I said. “He looks nearly black, except for the white on his chest,” Elder Neil remarked. “Megan’s dragon is white, not sure if that could be the cause,” I said. “A dragoness?” Elder Charles asked as he sat up straight. “Yes,” I said feeling a bit uneasy. “What a sight! Can we meet her?” Elder Neil asked. “Megan went to visit her mother for a few days, maybe next time Elders,” I said. “Such a pity, well this afternoon surely was informative,” Elder Jackson said.

She's my best friend and she's a water dragon. Nymphe hugs Ryan and cries. - I'm so grateful to you and happy. You succeeded where I failed. You saved Hanna. - Nymphe, you couldn't have done anything. I was the one who was silly. I never should have believed that a horse would appear out of nowhere on this island. Nymphe kissed Ryan's flushed cheek and back two feet. - These are Dalkor and Valdar, they are fire dragons and they are a couple. Ryan is surprised, they are both men. He smiled with a slight bow.

Harris thought it was so magical being in the sky and looking at the two large dragons flying on their right. Harris could easily tell which one was Lana. Her dragon was almost half the size of Adonis and Atticus. Draven was bigger than both. His wing span was larger, and his body was twice the size of Lana's. Draven’s tail stretched out longer than the other two dragons. The spikes along his head and neck were sharper, more pronounced and longer, and his talons looked deadlier.

Then it dawns on them, crisp and clear, they’ve lost the clasp-Amira’s hair claps made of musgravite stone. ~~~ A full grown red-winged beast flying through the airy womb of sky and gliding through the mountains high and low meets with two other humongous dragons, one that can easily be identified as a rock dragon with the semi-stones covering its entirety while the other one, a desert dragon dominated by Khaki and four sharp horns that curves up to it neck. With the direction they are navigating, one can tell they’re off to the Kingdom of Hauraya. “Can you explain to me what happened?” Douman, the sovereign among the gold dragons, demands answer from his youngest daughter, Alianah, who just

I say. “I had no idea,” Flavius responds. “Alira plays a major part in dragon culture. Anyways back to the story, I was going to tell,” I laugh at myself for getting distracted. He nods, urging me to continue. "Thousands of years ago, before dragons or humans walked the Earth, there was a goddess, Alira. Alira was the goddess of war, fire, and wrath. Though she was powerful, she was also lonely and jealous; many of the other gods had created their own races to live on earth, such as the fae and the elves. Alira wanted the creation of her own. Thus, she made dragons. She was very proud of her creation, as the dragons were everything that the other races were and more; they were beautiful, str

Sarah’s mother glares at me while the two Elders – Alpha Jeremy and Alpha Griffin, stand up and greet Clyde and me. “It’s an honour to finally meet you, Your Highness,” Elder Jeremy smiles as he inclines his head. Clyde nods in acknowledgement. Dragons were considered one of the most powerful beings and meeting a Dragon king was considered an honour. “Why don’t we begin this meeting?” Dad murmurs, his eyes never wavering from us. I noticed the clench of his jaw and mom’s anxious gaze. Uncle Tristan had left. Ava sat in one of the chairs at the side while mom sat beside dad. Elias hovered near the window.

Elena or the dragon? A/N