People Turning Into Dragons Novels & Stories

Kailo shifts quickly, his clothes ripping, and his body increasing in size. In seconds, Kailo becomes a large orange-red dragon, with a muscular form and short, powerful wings. “He’s not a Fury,” I mutter in realization. One of the guards nods. “Lyza and her uncle are the only Fury dragons that anyone knows of.” I hear a cry and see Lyza on her hands and knees. Her face is twisted in pain as her bones move and rearrange themselves. Her skin slowly becomes black and scaled, and her limbs bend into clawed feet.

Nero, who had put on a standby position and took out his Alfhild, asked someone a question. Jo, on the other hand, with Einar clasped in his hand, chimed in at Nero’s words with skepticism. “Why are you doing this, anyway?? You seem to really want to know how to turn into a Draconian?? You want to change too??” Jo grumbled, and he stopped when he realized something. “You don’t-“ “GROARGH!” Roars and growls stopped Jo’s words. All the bodies in the room had turned into Draconian.

When she entered the deep alley, Amelia sensed something, the other party might not be evil spirits. The rain and fog were so thick that it affected the weather, and combined with the rumors Amelia heard from Sebastian, she thought of a myth she had heard before. Legend has it that a snake will become a Water Dragon after practicing for a hundred years, and a Water Dragon will become a Flood Dragon after practicing for a thousand years. It takes three kalpas of heaven, earth, and humans to have a chance to become a dragon. So before Flood Dragon transforms into a dragon, it will transform into a human form to find its destined person and ask them a question.

He was practically humping me. "Ohhhhh," Amora sighed. "He's never been sexually active before, and he marked his mate. He's going into a rut." "Eh? What? Like an animal?" I questioned loudly. "Well, a dragon is an animal," Orion chuckled. "I can turn into one when I want to," Orion nipped at Willa's ear. "Not now, Daddy, we've got guests," she whispered. I think I might gag. "There goes our spa day now. Looks like we need to get them to a room," Willa waved for some servants to come closer. "Can you get a room ready for these two love dragons? One that has plenty of room for their activities?" Willa giggled at that.

The light that shot out from his chest then turned into a bright red ball. “Your turn, Draco. Change your form into a dragon and accept Jergintarth's memory," said Edmund guiding. Draco's body floated in the air, and there was a veil of fog covering his body. When the mist cleared, Draco had transformed into a Black Dragon in the room. Draco moved closer to the red ball of light floating in the air. He touched his forehead to the ball of light. The ball glowed and then entered Draco's forehead.

I knew if Vorn was hungry, or if Vex wanted to go out to play, or if Vyre was secretly hiding gems. "This is the blood bond between a dragon mother and her wyrmlings," Ms. Moretti explained. "The stronger your power becomes, the tighter that connection grows." "Can I turn into a dragon then?" Ms. Moretti glanced at me. "You can't fully transform into a dragon yet. At most, you might manifest some dragon features." "What kind of features?" "Things like scales, claws, or a tail." I imagined myself growing a tail and decided it was better not to. But Ms. Moretti said such features only appeared during moments of strong emotion and weren't noticeable the rest of the time.

He nodded and smiled, wrinkling his nose when I poked it again before returning to the book. “With their Blessing from The All Mother, her added and most heartfelt wish and the completion of the Ritual, the four dragons transformed and soon looked like people. They were little kids and were finally able to speak to The All Mother that had helped and raised them all. They spent more years together like a little family, traveling the world and meeting all kinds of animals. Each time they would meet another little family, The All mother would help them in some way, and the new young animal would join them in their travels, grateful to The All Mother. After days of following along but never bein

This made Altair's job easier. Suddenly, the glass palace of the fairies shattered. The floor shook, as if the palace was about to collapse. Altair turned around and saw a giant golden dragon step and stomp on whatever was in front of him. The dragon growled then spit fire at the elves, destroying most of the elves. The other dragons, who were barely able to transform themselves back into dragons, suddenly gained some kind of power from the great dragon. Those young dragons had never transformed into their dragon form before. The first dragons were mostly dead. Now, for the first time they turned themselves into dragons. The dragons began to rise and growl, stomping on the elves. Not many dr

Thereby allowing them to live and yet never have them. “Why did they not just leave with the others?” She asked and Aries shrugged. “I don’t know all the inner workings of dragons. They were close with my pack because of my sister and the alpha of this horde is a friend.” He explained. “What I do know is that until a dragon meets his maiden he can not take his humanoid form. Once they are old enough the males turn dragon and cannot change back until meeting their female.” Other than that he really wasn’t sure what else there was.

--------- ------------------ A week later . . . --------- ------------------ Turning into a dragon . . . cool, but complicated. Being the only one who can get a real dragon to eat, sleep, and not set the surrounding countryside on fire was complicated and annoying. Trying to corral one Greater Dragon who wanted to go play with a flock of Lesser Dragons? REALLY annoying.