People Turning Into Dragons Novels & Stories

A man was in the shadows, he patted the dragon on the back and remove the gold cloak that was draped over its back and just then, the dragon morphed into a large elephant. Raisel felt a lump go down her throat, in fear she moved and hit her hand against a cymbal lying on the ground making a clanging noise. The man turned in their direction immediately, “You shouldn’t be here”, he moved towards them, aggression clear in his eyes. “Take it easy, we only wanted a peek at the dragon”, Dragomir explained, his hand had left Raisel’s mouth and he held her hand. “You still aren’t supposed to be here no matter what”, he flung his hand forward but just in a second lesser Raisel pulled Dragomir with he

There were also their deeds that were even more cruel—capturing and turning ordinary humans into toys for their pets, where the gods watched firsthand as those humans were torn to pieces by what were called animals. “So, what should we do now? As this little dragon said, this will be a difficult battle for the entire universe!”

"Are the legends true?" "In all the stories of dragons, there is one thing in common. They say that a dragon guards what is it's own. That there is nothing more fearsome and mighty in this world, as a dragon’s love." Alcina bites her lip on a budding smile of her own, staring bashfully down at her shoes. “So then.” Darla nudges at Alcina’s foot until the girl looks back up at her. “Can you turn into a dragon?” Alcina splutters.

As the last of her words left her mouth, she began to shift. The transformation was unlike any Maya had experienced before. This time, she embraced the change fully, allowing her High Dragon nature to flow through every cell of her being. Her human form dissolved in a supernova of golden light, her body expanding, elongating, transforming into something that defied conventional physics.

The two clashed in a flurry of steel and sparks, and I watched in awe as they fought fiercely against one another. For a while, it seemed as though Dominik might be winning, but then Cora suddenly transformed, her body growing larger as she laughed loudly. She morphed into a dark dragon, the most evil entity I had ever seen. The sight was terrifying, and I could see the panic on the faces of Dominik and his men. As the battle raged on, I watched from the window with a heavy heart. It was clear that Dominik and his men were losing the fight, and I couldn't help but feel a deep sense of sadness and despair.

She looked back at me with those dark eyes that had never once in nineteen years pretended not to see something they were seeing. "Mate bonds," I said carefully, "in dragon culture they are not chosen. They are recognized. The dragon part of a person identifies their counterpart and it is" I paused. "It is not a feeling exactly. It is more like a fact. Something that simply is, regardless of whether either person is ready for it or wants it." Lyra was quiet. "And Drex," she said. "His dragon has recognized" "Yes," I said. She looked at the window. "He is two hundred and thirty years old," she said.

I screamed internally. But then Veylara's voice filled my mind, calm and powerful. You might be right about this. We do have an ancient dance, but being performed by a queen in a combat wear I'm not so sure but I can guide you. I know the ancient dragon dance. Let me take over. I felt a strange warmth spread through my body. like my vision had changed it felt like, my eyes had become pools of fire. Gasps echoed through the hall as people saw the transformation.

Dale's massive tail whips through clusters of defenders, sending bodies flying like broken dolls. Their claws rake through flesh, leaving trails of blood and screams in their wake. Eva quickly erupts a protective shield around their people and raises her hands with distress. "Please, calm yourselves! I am not your enemy—" Her words die beneath their thunderous roars as both dragons surge forward again, rage overriding all reason. Zavian finally snaps out of the aftershock of the dream that has become devastatingly clear. He transforms mid-leaps, dissolving into something magnificent and terrifying. Black scales emerge, each one gleaming like polished obsidian under the moonlight.

Billy reached into his pocket. “No!” He couldn't afford to be apprehended here. His family needed him. If he didn't return in a few days, they'd search for him. Would they think he'd been killed? Kohl lunged toward Billy. A bang sounded and a pain burned through Kohl's shoulder. “Son of a broken scaled mother!” He had no choice now. Calling up his dragon nature he transformed. His body lengthening, stretching and growing. Fangs breaking through his jaw. Next, his wings burst through his back and his flesh hardened to scales.

The Only option left for him was to continue to change techniques. He shouted the devil's dragon appeared. He raised his both hands into the sky. Suddenly, about hundreds of dragons appeared. They were strange spiritual animals with double heads with big teeth and could walk with their four legs and they could crawl on their belly. They could jump and sustain in the mid-air.