Natsu Becomes A Dragon Fanfiction Novels & Stories

My gaze drifts toward the distant valley where the first faint glimmers of dragonfire appear against the night sky. They are close now. Very close. I imagine her among them. Seraphina. I remember the first time I heard whispers of her. The Madrigal girl who survived the tunnels. The girl who played music that could pull dragons from the sky. The girl Aurelion claimed as his mate. My fingers curl slowly into fists. She should have been mine. Not his. Never his. I could have taught her what that power truly meant. Could have guided it. Shaped it.

she asked. "We are sure," they replied together and pulled her into another hug. "There's nothing we wouldn't do if it means helping you, sweetie." "Well, what are we waiting for then?" Harry said with a bright grin. "Come, let's go save your mother." Meanwhile outside the camp there were screams, cries, wails and growls coming from all around the camp. After the war, the dragon clan seemed to have claimed control of this land, taking over it for themselves with their magic.

Mielle’s information helped a lot, because I too, had a bad feeling about the dragon who was about to attack Rustaval. Was this dragon, the one fated to bring Kuzan and Elfina’s beloved country to destruction? *** Clairmont and me were floating in the air. Not just floating, we were flying towards the direction of the source of all the chaos in Rustaval, a dragon. A mountain dragon, to be exact. I was quite struggling during our flight. I remember that one scene from a manga I read about a female lead being able to fly and was able to glide in the air for more than a hundred kilos per hour, yet her hair is still intact, and her face is still pretty and neat.

As the Spikes rained toward them, Natalie jestered her fingers to freeze time , stopping the projectiles from landing. Kinetic viorated his boy to free himself from her time freeze as Natalie topped steam Dragon’s shoulder to free him. This is pretly cool,,” Stemn Dragon said. “Cheap parlor trick,” Kenotic insulted. “Shut up and tare this thing down,” Natalie latched on to steam dragon as he morphed in too a gush of wind and carried her of the ground. Once there he released Natalie as she stepped of the spikes that the reapers had fired using them as a direct path to the golem itself.

Prologue Once known as Levy, a normal human being, an unexpected encounter with a dragon forever changed her life during a sudden attack by Jeffery, her cousin Alice's vengeful ex-mate. This chance meeting with the dragon prompted a transformation, not just of her name, but of her very existence. On the advice of the Dragon Shrine Priest, who received a divine message from the dragon goddess, Levy became Lavina, a name she carried even in the human realm, as a symbol of her new identity linked to the great healer dragon.

After shedding blood and sweat, I graduated, I went to school at the age of fifteen, my temper was too bad for my parents to allow me to stay until I'm sixteen, I moved into the school. The first few years were a nightmare, everyone thought my temper would be getting the best of me, one of my teachers told me I'm gonna need over a hundred to graduate with how bad my temper is, it suits my red eyes, my dragon is red. The first time I shifted to my dragon form, I scared most of the school, even the mean teacher was too worried I'll try to hurt him in my dragon form since he knew how much I hate him. My dragon side had other plans, all it wanted was to take to the sky, the moon helped calmed us

Smarluuten said with a nod, “And yes, both must agree on the potential name or the bond will not be completed in full.” ‘Great,’ Rex thought, ‘Another voice in my head.’ The idea of another in his head after having Fafnir there for so long made him feel slightly guilty. He missed the sulky dragon he had come to call friend and protector, and the feeling of another taking his place until he could figure out how to bring him back, made him miss his soul-bound dragon terribly. “Is something wrong with the bonding process high blood?” Smarluuten asked, his eyes focusing on Rex’s sudden change of facial expression.

"He protected me. He caught Seraphina trying to drug me and he stopped it. He’s a good kid." Nathaniel’s eyes darkened at the mention of the drugging, his jaw tight enough to snap. "He should have told me. I would have leveled that house by sunset." "And that’s why he told me instead," I said, placing my hands on his chest. "Nathan, I'm not a porcelain doll. I’m the Dragon. And today, I showed Mark Vance exactly what happens when you try to burn one of mine." Nathaniel stared at me, his anger slowly melting into that intense, soul-searing devotion I had come to crave. He pulled me into his arms, burying his face in the crook of my neck.

Nat stood before a wide window, staring out at a rocky mountain range illuminated by a red and orange sky. In the distance, two dragons chased each other through the air, bursts of fire punctuating their attempts to char each other beyond recognition. Occasionally, one of the lumbering beasts would collide with the mountainside, sending a boulder or two tumbling into the valley below. While the red dragon seemed to have the upper hand at the moment, its elongated neck and sharp, black talons formidable, the smaller, more agile black dragon was able to thwart his foe by darting around behind him. Nat was secretly cheering for the black dragon as he could identify with its underdog position, b