Realistic Lightning Dragon Novels & Stories

“You are so beautiful, dark dragon,” Madchen reached her arms around his neck, never wavering her gaze. “As are you, Madchen, and I love you,” Drago crashed his lips onto hers, searing her mouth with his passion.Black wings erupted from his back, engulfing Madchen in a cocoon of protection. He didn’t care that he was standing stark naked in front of his gathering family, all he cared about was that Madchen accepted him for what he was, a dragon who had found his mate.

It created a translucent effect as if it were forged from lightning itself. "This is Boltair, a sword crafted by my family head with Alienoir's Thunder God Body. Trying to attack me with that seems like a joke." Saint Dragon laughed. Then, two long lightning serpents shot out from his sleeves, baring their fangs in a menacing manner. Intelligent gleams shone in their eyes. Divine Purifying Lightning, one of the most potent lightning mystique techniques, was now in Saint Dragon's hands, its might amplified. "First strike!" Logan shouted.

And even stranger was that the dark clouds blanketed the region of the duel grounds only. "Draco deus tormento. It means 'dragon god's cannon'. Do you know why it has such a name?" The formerly silent Mane had a serene smile on his face as he addressed his friends. He needed no reply from them to continue. "It is a technique that was created by the spiritualist, 'Basileus The Great'. He made it after observing the lightning dragon for three days and three nights. The lightning dragon was of the lightning element, yet it had the inherent ability to summon a fire ball technique. But this wasn't just any fire ball. Upon exploding, this fire ball was able to temporarily summon rain. You see, as

My fated mate shut me out of our bond for the ninety-ninth time just as the last spark of dragonfire inside me began to die. I walked into the Oath Hall of Obsidian Keep alone. Black stone stretched beneath my feet, cold enough to bite through my slippers, and every step made the cracked channels around my dragon core grind deeper into my chest. “I’m here to renounce the Obsidian Court and dissolve my life-bond with the Dragon Lord.” The clerk took in my bloodless face and lowered his voice. “Lady Ashton, once I set the seal, the Court will no longer be required to protect you. Are you certain?” My dragonfire had been unstable since birth, leaving me weaker than most dragonkin. When I was te

And inside the clouds, violet lightning flashed with rhythmic, intelligent precision. "Magic," Kren hissed. "Battle stations! Shield generators to maximum! It's the fugitives!" The fleet mobilized. Turrets rotated. Shields hummed to life, creating shimmering blue domes over the ships. "Target the center of the storm!" Kren ordered. "Fire at will!" Green plasma bolts tore into the clouds. But the storm fought back. Bolts of violet lightning—Dragon fire guided by Zephyr’s wind—slammed into the ocean, boiling the water and creating a wall of steam that blinded the targeting sensors.

His jaw was clenched as he turned away from me and Sin stepped forward, lacing his fingers with mine. “It’ll be okay.” “You can’t promise me that.” I said, blinking my eyes to hold back the tears. Tears weren’t what was needed, I needed to be strong for my mates. For our flock. We followed Marcus into the living room, Louis was already there with two dragons that fit comfortably into the living room. It was strange to see him talking with two enormous fairytale creatures the way he was. His words were low and I couldn’t hear them. The large dark green almost black one dipped its head to him, its corn-flower blue eyes sparkled. It’s body bunched down before it launched itself into the sky, I

The biggest threat of those, is the elf. Rather than run, my incredible dragon, growls warningly. They don’t heed her warning, so she blasts them with all four elements at once, sending all eight of them flying head over tail, smashing the two mixed looking dragons into the mountain. I watch them fall, crushing the lion creatures below them. The flying Lycan screams, getting tossed much farther away because she’s smaller than the dragons and the last two were blasted so hard that they are now tumbling toward the earth, struggling to right themselves before they smash into the ground.

I hear Zeke gulping beside me, and I know he is thinking the same thing I was. Her posture turns rigid and Drake and Damon have noticed the change in her posture as well, as they pull away ever so slightly to stare at her face. Her expression is stoic, but her eyes are bloodshot red. Drake and Damon pull away from her quickly, when a black aura starts to emanate from her body. I hear them calling out to her to please calm down, but she doesn’t seem to hear anything they say, like she is in some sort of trance. As she slowly starts to stand up, the black aura gets infused with red flames, stretching wide all around her. The sight is unlike anything I have ever seen or heard about, it looks f*

“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