Nya Ninjago Dragons Rising Novels & Stories

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

A vision shatters over us— --- Scene One: The Birth of the Wyrm A woman in silver robes kneels in a room of starlight and bone. Her eyes blaze with flame. Her belly's round and hard. A voice speaks from the walls themselves. > "One shall bear the beast, and in bearing, bind it. Her blood will not be mortal. Her fire, not hers alone." I take a gasping breath. "That's her," Ingrid whispers close beside me. "Your mother." The woman—my mother—cries out. Not in agony, but power. A shadow of a dragon bursts from her chest and wraps around her as a shield. Not born. Bound.

Instead of wetting all over, a gentle breeze blew across their face making them snap their eyes open. " Breathtaking," Vincent murmured in awe as he gazed at the beautiful green landscape with rockland at the hill. Different dragons of various colors soar the sky with strength while others were pasturing. " Vincent, I wanna see," Minerva said from Vincent's tight embrace and he released her. There was nothing so beautiful as a land filled with hundreds of dragons. Real dragons. *** Vincent smirked as he strolled towards his huge bed in the middle of his room to wake up a certain someone. Minerva, not being a morning person, was yet to wake up after the amazing exploration the previous day.

And before I could ask, he turned to me: “Just a heads up, Nyla is on her way. She wants to greet you.” “Nyla?” I questioned, wondering if I’d ever heard about anyone called Nyla during my father’s long rants about the Greeks. But before I could think of any, the ground shifted with a low hiss. From the shadows of the garden, something vast and serpentine slithered forward. Black and red scales shimmered with an iridescent glow, and eyes burning like molten gold. A dragon! Of course, Nyla was a freaking dragon!

The roar that left my lips was filled with my rage, with my power. The END but the story continues in book two Her Trapped Dragon

Rosa ::: OMG I've never been this high up in the sky , this is the craziest thing i have ever done I'm my life ,getting on a double headed dragon's back ,has a lot of thought flooding my mind right now, what if i fall down from this altitude ,I'm really trying hard not to freak out right now, because this not a time to be timid and afraid its a time to be strong and focused . I can't help but to blush over the fact that lone was the one to come rescue me ,like my knight in shiny armor, i guess the mate bond is already at work ,gradually drawing him closer into my arms ,I'm not going to lie this really has me confused right now ,his coming over to save me sure shows that he cares about me ,e

"She will hang." A surge of fury erupted from within me, my eyes ablaze, searing heat coursing down my face and across my body. An audible gasp swept through the crowd as the ground beneath me started to crumble. The two soldiers, still gripping me, strained to maintain their footing as I seized the opportunity to grab them. With a swift motion, I clenched a fistful of their armor and catapulted both soldiers into the onlooking crowd.

“Master, what would you like us to do? You need only whisper your command, and we will follow.” Evrah grabbed the wood harder, her gaze darting quickly from left to right, trying to get a closer look. She spotted a big shimmering black dragon that seemed to be looking right at her. The big eye blinked, its big frame fidgeting a bit. A huge black and silver mass of scales and muscles sat directly across from her, its ginormous purple eyes had her dead to rites, and they both knew it. “Please don't give me way,” she whispered, shaking from fear. She cursed that her curiosity had gotten her noticed. The dragon blinked a final time and averted its eyes somewhere else as if it had heard her whisp

It symbolizes the beginning of a dragon's life, a perfect symbol for the book of dragons. Nadja's voice gets louder as words are spoken to summon dragons. The Omega quickly looks over his shoulder when the building shakes from the roar of dragons. He hears their wings flapping and the building shakes again as the dragon roar, circling the building before landing. Tears roll down the Omega's face as he looks out the window and sees many dragons landing and moving closer, looking into the open windows. He immediately recognizes them. Atticus and his sons Mahan and Niles, Adonis, Lana and their two children Everett and Gideon, and others he had made friends with were there to watch a royal Omeg

Jasper said with a shocked look on his face. “This is what I basically did in the unit,” I said and they all looked at me with new respect in their eyes. I led the girls outside and we got them safely in the cars and Abeloth separated from me again. Bazzoit was standing next to Lucas and together our dragons made quick work of the house after we’d dragged the four vampires inside. “I’ll fly back with you,” Lucas said as he climbed up Bazzoit’s leg. I climbed on top of Abeloth and he took off into the night air. Lucas and I couldn’t talk to each other but I knew the two dragons were communicating.