Primal Dragons Novels & Stories

Astrid marvels at the intricate web of their creation, attributed to the Sun god Helios. The Weredragons, too, drew him into their fiery domain. Born of the same sun deity, their essence was forged in the crucible of intense ether, granting them the awe-inspiring ability to spew forth torrents of fire. Leading this formidable clan is the figure known as the Dragon king who presides over their fiery realm.

I say as I take my seat once more. "Due to experiments in the facilities we now know what happens to dragons without their mate. If a dragon were to lose his mate, even before meeting them, they turn feral. If the bond is rejected and not nurtured, they turn feral. Apparently in some cases they become so feral, that nothing quenches it except the blood of their own" I say unable to meet his gaze.

Filled with fire and volcanos as far as the eye could see. Until one day, when in every corner of the world, a blood-freezing howl was heard. No one knows how, but a great beast had made his nest at the top of the tallest Vulcano in Valaria. A dragon... It terrorized travelers for decades until a young prince from the southern kingdom set on an adventure to kill the beast. For years and years, no one heard from him and all assumed he was dead. Until the prince reappeared. Riding the dragon he tamed and bearing the flags of all the other kingdoms he conquered alone, building the empire of Valaria.

''Noelle this is Dagahra my dragon,'' Gabriel says. The dragon slowly walks to us and puts her big head in Gabriel's arms. He scratches her behind her ears, ''It was believed that dragons were extinct, but we found frozen eggs in these mountains. We hatched them with fire and kept them hidden for many years. They are remarkable really; they chose a human to bond with and accept nobody else. Only their master can ride them, and they would die for their master.'' I slowly approach the female and she snorts at me which makes smoke come out of her nose. Gabriel pets her nose, ''It's okay Dagahra, she is with me, and I like her, okay?''

After ten thousand years of being 'extinct' as the thought of by the other supernatural creatures, (vampires, Lycans, werewolves, witches, demons) after losing the Megàlos Machi (the great battle between the dragons and the other supernatural creatures), in which the remaining survivors of the dragon army, accompanied by the last of the elves and fae, hid in the Ignere forest which later became known as the dark forest. Here they grew, multiplied for ten thousand years, till the birth of the rare godlike dragon, a species known as the golden dragons, direct descendants of the sun was born. After the birth of the prince of dragons, Azian, it was soon discovered by the leaders of the outside r

New changes needed to be made and maybe this could one of them. Drake knew this new change, mixing the wolves and dragons, was dangerous. They both knew, but to live apart? It was too much. The new pack house would house both dragons and wolves with their bedroom on the upper floor. They would have to be careful of conflicts later on. Dragons and wolves had rival tempers.

"Frederico, the kingdom has fallen. We haven't much time!" Lady Lisbeth Delgaard rushed to where the babies lay, sleeping in their crib. Knowing she wasted precious moments-nevertheless, the Dragonlady gazed upon her children. The twins looked so different, yet she loved them equally as fierce. Ragnar took after her with his fiery temper and the telltale bulk that spoke of his dragon heritage. Whereas Gio was smaller, with dark eyes that changed color according to his mood, and there was no doubt that he held his father's wolf genes. Mixed species couples were killed on sight in Desdayos, and as the war reached the inner sanctum, a difficult decision needed to be made.

The Colosseum arena was packed full of Different dragons. The arena is similar to Roman stadium structures with pillars about it. There are three major types of dragons that make up a clan. The adult dragons are seated in front. They are one of the most powerful and famous dragons know to man. They are large with scales and can burn down an entire city in seconds. The warm-ly dragons, they are more like serpent dragons with long bodies and legs ranging from four to eight legs, they more like powerful massagers and subdivided into various earth dragon. The worm-ly with intelligence that transforms into humans flesh but has elves ears are known as vouivre.

"Other than the ancient true dragons that survived tens of thousands of years ago, other true dragons can roughly be classified into three types," Thalia explained proudly, "Among them, the bloodline of the Primordial Dragons is the purest. When they grow to a certain extent, even the ancient dragons that have survived until now might not be their opponents." "And you..."

“That all the primal dragons had non-dragon mates.” “Yes,” Ona nods. “And they had offspring. Viable offspring that did not only live but thrive. There are many other times in history as well. Human stories of their great heroes were often strengthened by a distant dragon connection--that wasn’t just myth, in many cases it was truth.” “But if that were true,” Primus is flustered, “Then where is the proof? Why have there not been more mixed species offspring between dragons and their human pets? Considering how many dragons keep humans as toys, there should be thousands of them at the very least."