Rwby Dragon Novels & Stories

Gripping my stomach I let out a scream, my voice echoing off the walls. Giving up on trying to stay afloat, I took a deep breath and let my body sink below the water. Even under the water, I could still hear the chanting as if I had still been above the surface. Opening my eyes, I gazed off into the darkness. As I stared at one of the spots, I could see something moving towards me. Coming to a stop, the dragon's eyes glowed. Aurora? Let us fight. My lungs burned, and the need for air came rushing back to me as I heard Aurora's scream fill my ears. Breaking the surface I gasped for air as I swam towards the rocks.

The pain was so strong. A few feet away Freja stood in shock, watching as Zarek, now a huge ass dragon, rolled around in the snow whimpering like a giant puppy. She had never seen a dragon of that size except when she killed the Elder Drake as a teen. Everything about his body was hard and sharp, designed to kill and maim. His scales were a beautiful amber color that shimmered under the sun, mesmerizing her momentarily. Sharp horns trailed from the top of his snout and down his head and back to where they ended at the tip of his long tail. Zarek’s body was sleek but bulky in the right places for protection, his toes wielding wicked sharp claws that tore up the dirt as he rolled around. She s

Every threat getting darker and more dangerous than the last. "You each take one crystal." The gold bird said to Gabe and Sebastian, but we were frozen where we stood. The wall before us was massive, a clear outline of three dragons. One white, one gold, and between them the largest I've even seen in purple. My fingers brushed my necklace, the hum of its magic vibrating through me. "Ruby isn't my opaque Dragon." Gabe gasped. "You are." He smiled oddly at Sebastian. "What are talking about?" Sebastian huffed, pushing Gabe's weak body on mine. "What is this?" He asked the strange bird.

He had cast a spell to lock Seth in a portal but before he could get it right, rains of brimstone struck him to the floor. Dawson and I traced the brimstone back to the sky and the clouds were beginning to gather. I looked down on my necklace and realized they were beginning to glow harder than ever. "Is that a dragon?" Dawson pointed to the east. My eyes widened as the wings flapped through the fog. The dragon popped it's face out and roared furiously. "Willow is it's rider." She held on tight to the dragon, while dashing forward to the pack.

What if she doesn’t want to be Queen or them Kings? Draco was a formidable thirty-nine-foot silver dragon. Silver denoted Mystics. Their eyes were the color of gemstones. The color represented the primary element that they drew their power from. Draco’s eyes were an electric blue because he drew his power from water. One might think that fire would be the most powerful element, but it was not. Water was because there were water molecules in the air that could be used as an extensive power source. Also, when there was no other way to fight, the water could be harnessed.

Kael Ashveyn is no ordinary dragon king; alpha blood runs through his veins, a legacy from the mother who broke tradition to love a wolf. So when the mate bond drags him to Sable Windmere, a weak, powerless omega from the territories his court despises, his pride refuses to accept her. He humiliates her, ignores her, treats her as beneath him until the bond forces something in him to notice every time she's hurt, every time she's disrespected, every time she flinches. His wolf won't let it go, even as his dragon fights to. Slowly, unwillingly, Kael starts to change. And Sable, who has spent her life believing she deserves nothing, starts to wonder if the king who once discarded her might be

she said that but she didn't want to admit her inability to resist reading the book. It...called to her. She sat on the steps, sword now placed across her knees, as she opened the book. The words spilled into her mind like sunflower seeds. Valia Rostrag. A dragon who was incomplete. Hair black as night, kissed with streaks of impossible green, eyes like oceans that could drown a kingdom.

She asked, not knowing if it really mattered, but she hoped that it would help. Vivienne answered, “Xander Voidwalker, dragon of void, Lucian Lightbrighter, dragon of light, Darius Stone, dragon of Earth, Cassius Stromrider, dragon of Storm, Kieran Frost, dragon of Ice, Lean Blackthorn, dragon of Shadow and Kai Morrison, dragon of fire.” The names resonated through Maya like a physical force, each striking a different chord within her. She swayed, overwhelmed by the sudden influx of sensations—her newly awakened dragon nature responding to each male in ways her human mind couldn't process.

wanted Calypso and Kara back. "The reason why the bone fire attempt failed this time is because Kara no longer had her phoenix spirit. She lost her the day she died. But you can bring her back because she still has her wolf and dragon spirits. So you are going to bring her back by doing what's called a dragon summoning ritual," the dragon stated. Atlas, still stunned, looked at the dragon. "What about our pup?" Atlas asked. "The pup will also return." The dragon stated. "Who are you and why are you helping me?" Atlas asked the dragon. "I'm sorry I did not introduce myself. My name is Ryūjin, and I am the dragon god. I want to help bring Kara and your pup back because your pup's powers will

he responds. I'm thrilled he can hear me. It must be his magic, though I'm sad at his answer. To have this ability and not use it would cause too much suffering for me. I must think positive thoughts while around him, so I start asking questions while we swoop through the sky. "Tell me the colors of the other dragons." "Goddess have mercy," he growls. "Bastian is red, Laryn blue, and Tahr silver." I'm on a roll. "Do you ever fly together?"