Naruto Dragon Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I peer over the side of the bed, open my mouth, and let loose with a blast of fire. "Owww... fuck... stop that," he yells putting his hands up to block the flames. I tear off the shirt I'm wearing, sprint from the room, and dive over the edge of the perch. It's a few seconds before I remember to pull in the magic. But does it really matter? I thought I would give anything to be a dragon, but I would give it all back for Tahr's love. My dragon bursts free and more flames shoot from my throat.

Ash answered for me. "My dragon is a direct descendant of an original dragon, so I was blessed with Yukina, the ice dragon's magic. Lien, my dragon, told me that we could heal Saeya with the combination of my ice and healing magic. I didn't want to say anything until I knew I could form it. I don't know if it will work. I mean-"

“Please, don’t put him in danger.” ‘Him. So the Dragon was a male salamander, then,’ Araheen thought. Aktaeon closed his eyes and lowered his head. Even as Nalini’s screams pierced the air, he remained silent. It went on for another hour, and Araheen endured the churning in her stomach as the relentless screams echoed around her. Her father had the guards place another set of Iron Maws on both salamanders, yet still, neither would reveal anything about the Dragon.

"I'm not asking you to shake hands with spirits, but I think getting more of a grip of as much as you possibly can before shit hits the fan will be in everyone's best interest." I eyed him and nodded. "Alright... but if Blue gets mad, I'm blaming you. I'm still just a kid." He grinned. "If I'm right, you'll be too healed for her to fuss. Eyes closed and dig deep." I closed my eyes, taking deep breaths as I delved deeper into myself. The image of a dragon began to take shape in my mind. Its scales shimmered with iridescent hues, like water. Like a Leviathan. I felt it swimming, twirling and sprouting wings, melding with other parts of my bloodline or separating them.

The dragon carefully sniffed every inch of his nest, searching for a foreign scent, but all he smelled was himself and Ezra. The dragon's body began to vibrate as a soothing purr rose from deep inside as he circled inside his nest, searching for the right spot and perfect angle to rest. Once he sensed it, his knees bent as he lowered himself into his nest, curling up, his tail wrapping against his chest. Sora's eyes closed as he pressed his nose into the pile of clothes that his King thoroughly scented for him. His pheromones were all over the sheet he sweated on and came all over, just for his Dragon. Sora purred louder as he rubbed his nose against the sheet that smelled deliciously like h

He sniffed. “Turn it off!” The dragon spat. “That’s what he got for disrespecting me.” Shadow, however, showed no hint of hesitation to do it again. “He wouldn’t do it again– ah! Father!” The dragon stumbled to the back with a pale face. Nathan caught his body and called him. “Master… please…” “Turn it off,” he repeated. Ali was silently gasping and gagging. A dragon was called the ultimate beast in the world. The stronger they became, the lonelier they were. When they reached a certain level, they would move in solo. However, this was his first time seeing a traumatized dragon. “Shadow…”

She slithered up to Alec and placed one her one hand on his head and the other on his heart, closing her eyes she started to see into Alec’s mind and heart, he was pure at heart and logical with thinking… he carried a light within him despite all the darkness around his life; his light burned brighter now with Nuri in his life, she then knew what archdragons she would make him. A light emitted from her hands and a glow radiated around Alec as he slowly levitated, his body started to take the shape of a dragon, A magnificent black dragon, with lightening blue eyes. Alec’s dragon body came down to the ground he was breathing heavy. Drakina motioned for Nuri to go to Alec, Nuri who was watching

he whispers in my ear, making a shiver run through me and my stomach knot… My cheeks flush as I feel all eyes on me and then, to make matters worse, his lips brush my shoulder as Aslantha glares at me with barely disguised hatred and jealousy. He stands tall, leaving me a little light-headed, releasing me from his hold. ‘See? He is swoon-worthy.’ Shayara’s smug voice comes, having managed to break through the walls in my distraction. ‘You are not forgiven.’ I growl, pushing her back, but I’m more angry at the woman across from me. The sudden decision to make her jealous entices me and I look up at Agnarr whose eyes are locked with Aslantha. They say Dragons have the mind link but again I was

Staring at her blankly, I waited for her to continue explaining it to me. “Let me put it this way. Your souls are connected. You will feel each other and be drawn to each other no matter how much you resist. Since you tried to kill yourself, Cyran thought that by making you his mate, you won’t try it again. You see, if you do kill yourself, you will be killing him as well. If he dies, you will die also. Just as I told you yesterday, once mated to a Dragon, you will be connected to each other.” I still didn’t fully grasp the concept, but I decided that I would let it be for now. I somewhat understood what she was saying. I wrote fantasy novels about Dragons. Kellan’s words about my book being

He looked into its eyes and they held the promise of a lot of things the dragon had seen in his lifetime. Their eyes locked for a while, and the dragon's irises changed from the usually dark-coloured eyes to a fiery golden brown. Dragomir could recognize that look anywhere, he was one too familiar with it, so when the dragon lowered its head till it's large head was inches away from his face. He knew what was next and so he had to act fast. ‘What’s your name?', he questioned in his head. The dragon stopped briefly but then went on to open its large jaws revealing long sharp teeth.