Rwby Dragon Novels & Stories

He was the color of a royal Omega Dragon, the same color as his Dad's dragon. Just like Roman, Sora is small. Even compared to other Omega dragons. The Omega stretches his wings out, something he hasn't been able to do since he was young. His neck stretched as his head raised toward the sky. The Omega took in a deep breath, and a breath of smoke left his mouth when he roared.

Linking my arm through Jade’s I began pulling her along to follow the boys. “Come on, try to get there before the sun starts coming up.” We met up with the guys, which Kellan had already shifted into a large green Dragon, but while he was magnificent, it wasn’t nearly as impressive as Cyran’s Dragon. Once we were all settled on Kellan’s Dragon, luggage and all, Kellan spread his gigantic wings and flapped them a few times before taking off into the night sky.

I sat down on the chair facing the sofa and I let my eyes return to normal. “The moment the King lays eyes on Abigail he’ll want her to bond with Prince Nicu. The strongest dragon in existence is the gray dragon. The silver white dragon is next in line, then comes the violet dragon and so on. Royal Dragons have always been what is known as Russian Violet, the darkest shade. We all know the darker the shade the stronger the dragon.” “A woman born of a man with a strong dragon is desirable but the bond has always been respected.” If we were normal people Sorin would’ve been right, but we weren’t.

“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.

Brie said, trying not to laugh herself. Another sharp crack echoed from the egg, silencing the room. Fifteen minutes later, the shell split apart completely, and a hatchling wriggled free a dark blue dragon with a crimson belly. The little creature flapped its wings as if eager to take flight. No one was surprised to see it was male. Through the mind-link, Trace told Mikan they would need to discuss the southern throne later. Mikan silently agreed.

“I found him, dad. My brother, I found him. He didn’t recognize me and he’s…small, smaller than I am. And he’s….he’s a wyvern.” I hear Zephyr suck in air behind me. A wyvern is a lesser dragon, often more violent than pure dragons. “Why do you say that, son?” Avani asks, much more calmly now. I finish pushing my healing into Laiken and move to Salil. He’s also a water dragon and has blisters all over his body. I begin pushing my healing into him as Zephyr steps up to Themistocles, one of the earth dragons and begins healing him. He also has blisters on his body from the fire.

Between her and the lake stood a monster—a real-life monster from the worst nightmare ever. “A dragon. Real dragon.” was all she could mutter before the darkness that was creeping around her eyesight took her over, and she fell into oblivion. ≈ ≈ ≈ Henry knew that scaring his girl shitless was a mistake, but there was no other way to prove his point. So when he phased in front of her into his black dragon, he kind of expected her to faint. He did take a little more time than necessary for the phase, but when she started to fall to the ground, he turned back in the blink of an eye and was there in his human form to catch her before she hit the ground.

"What type of dragon do you think I am?" "I don't know. But I'm sure you will be legendary because of who your parents are. Your mother was a Pyrausta, a fae or fairy like dragon. While your father, well, he is of the most vicious kind. But there is no telling what you are. Begin an offspring of both." "Well, I'm not worried." Rydstorm gave a small smile. “There isn't anything to worry about. Even though us Dragons are forever at war, we don't go out of our way to fight each other."

What a lethal weapon a vampire dragon would make for Antoh to have on his side. “He’s trying to turn them, not kill them,” she shouted. “He’s such slime,” Lizzy hissed. “Find the others,” Tristan said. “It’s time I bring out the secret weapon and stop this now.” The battle was so frenzied, Chloe and Lizzy were able to slip past them unnoticed. She stopped long enough to see Tristan transform into dragon state and reign fire on whatever vampire had the misfortune of getting into his path before racing toward the fertility lab. She was grateful the soldiers couldn’t shift into dragon state as she watched them turn into vampires before her very eyes.

Horace leaned in, then roared, "Why is he blue? My son can't be blue!" Silence gripped the crowd. Everyone exchanged glances, no one daring to speak. Dragon royals were born red. It was an ancient rule. Other colors existed among common dragons, but never royalty. A blue dragon, born to the prince's concubine, screamed one thing. She had betrayed him. The crowd's stares burned, and Horace's rage boiled over. He lifted the child and smashed it to the ground, killing it instantly. The gruesome scene made me shudder.